#ruby 3.0

Linguagem de programação Ruby 3.0 tem desempenho 3x mais rápido

Demorou quase cinco anos. Porém, parece que valeu a pena esperar pela nova versão da linguagem de programação Ruby 3.0 que acaba de sair e tem um desempenho 3x mais rápido que a versão anterior. Assim, o novo Ruby 3.0 foi lançado no dia de Natal com desempenho muito melhor e outros recursos para esta linguagem de programação de alto nível de uso geral. Temos o prazer de anunciar o lançamento do…

If the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, the way back up is covered in thorns, and you're walking barefoot. A lot of people greatly underestimate what it's like to be damned, to be condemned to spending the rest of eternity in Hell. They make deals on a whim, for something as trivial as money, success or even something as wretched as love. I made my deal for survival, and I've never had any illusions about what Hell would be like, except...well, I didn't think anything could be worse than the state of mind I was in the moment I sold my soul to a demon in exchange for mystical powers. However...once I was there, I also greatly underestimated my ability to crawl back up, and so did the people around me. They thought I'd stay gone forever. They were wrong.

To be pulled back up from a very dark place after having been cast down into Hell several times wasn't something Ruby had expected to happen to her, not even after all her trials. Aside from her plethora of enemies, she'd also made allies, but when you were on Hell's side, allies didn't always hold meaning. Apparently she'd made allies with the right people, this time around; her fight back up was exceedingly less difficult than it had been before. It was like someone had left the door ajar for her, so she could sneak out unexpectedly, and that was exactly what she did.

The little blonde that she had previously possessed had been reinstated and released back into society after a thorough memory wipe, but she was out of the picture for now. Perhaps she would slip into her mind and body unexpectedly at some point, for the sake of nostalgia, but for now, Ruby needed a new meatsuit to strut around in. She found it in a lovely brunette bartender at a bar that looked sleezy enough for the elder Winchester brother to visit it. The particular human she'd picked was a fiesty one, with piercing blue eyes and a crooked smile that fit Ruby's personality to a T. Oh yes, she would do just fine.

The initial moment of possession happened in a back alley, as the young woman was taking out a bucket of bottle caps, and Ruby was provided with a bit of a mental struggle within the woman's head. So she was as fiesty as she looked; that was all the more reason for her to gloat about her choice when eventually she managed to push the original owner of the body to the back of her mind. Her shouting was tuned down to a dull whisper, until eventually, there was nothing but silence.

"Ah, good. Now let's get down to business."

Because really, there was a lot of work to be done.

She was blonde:

brunette

Why not ginger?