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Shwoo: Jul 21, 2011

Is that the insert from the lobster version of book five's cover that was released in some regions?

That's amazing. Love the random woman on the left.

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QuickbreathFinisher: Sep 28, 2008; by reading this post you have agreed to form a gay socialist micronation.
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We can't tell you who we are. We can't tell you where we live. We must keep absolute secrecy. But we can morph into lobsters in front of random old ladies at the grocery store and it's fine.

They've gotten really lucky with non-controllers seeing them morph/hearing them thought speak. Like if that lady from book 5 ever gets yeerked...

# ? Feb 21, 2021 01:21

SirSamVimes: Jul 21, 2008; ~* Challenge *~

Ravenfood posted:

I somehow stopped before the Chee were introduced and I'm still pretty sure i remember this one well. I definitely remember that opening scene.

post itt if you know marco's entire rant about hewlett aldershot iii's name off by heart

# ? Feb 21, 2021 01:29

Epicurius: Apr 10, 2010; College Slice

SirSamVimes posted:

post itt if you know marco's entire rant about hewlett aldershot iii's name off by heart

Time for the next chapter. Lets see if you really remember it.

Animorphs-Book 18:The Decision-Chapter 3

quote:

Marco said. <If you already have a Hewlett Aldershot and a Hewlett Aldershot, Jr., what kind of parent is going to go and inflict that name on a third kid? He must have gotten beat up after school every single day of his life.>

It was the next day. Marco, Rachel, and I were on the ledge of a third-story window. We were in seagull morph. According to my human friends, seagulls are like pigeons. They can go anywhere without looking suspicious.

I am sure they are right. Although I have no idea what a pigeon is. Nor can I imagine what a �suspicious� bird might be.

<I�m just saying for all we know, Chapman just ran this guy down because he couldn�t stand that name.>

Rachel sighed. <Why does Jake make me go on missions with you, Marco?>

<What, I shouldn�t talk? I shouldn�t make conversation? We�ve been hanging around on this stupid ledge for an hour and a half. Me, you, and Ax.>

<Just an hour and a half?> Rachel said. <Funny, it seems so much longer. The time when you�re talking just drags on and on and on, Marco. On and on and on and ->

<Very funny.>

<Actually, it has only been one of your hours and eighteen minutes,> I said helpfully.

<One of our hours,> Marco said. <You know, they really are your hours now, too. This is Earth. You�re stuck here. Go ahead and set your watch to local time.>

Marco was bored. We all were. But Marco gets snappish when he�s bored.

We were on the sill outside the private hospital room of Hewlett Aldershot the Third. This was our second shift on the windowsill. We�d done a shift earlier in the morning, waiting for close to the two-hour limit. Then Prince Jake and Cassie had taken a turn, then it was back to us.

<This is so totally not what I want to be doing on a beautiful Saturday with major sales on at Express and Old Navy,> Rachel complained. <It�s my turn to go fly around. Be right back.>

She flapped away, leaving me and Marco. We fluttered our wings a little and jerked our heads and marched back and forth on the stone sill. We were trying to act like seagulls. That�s why Rachel had to fly off. It was the right thing for a seagull to do.

<Is there something unusual about the name Hewlett Alder - look!> I said, interrupting myself.

<A new human is entering the room. And I believe he is familiar.>

<Rachel!> Marco yelled in thought-speak. <Go find Jake and Cassie and Tobias. We have company!>

<Who?>

<Visser Three in his human morph,> I said. <The Abomination!>

Seagulls have eyes on the sides of their heads. So I turned one eye to stare in through the window. Yes, it was him. Visser Three, leader of the invasion of Earth.

Visser Three is, of course, the only Yeerk ever to successfully seize and infest an Andalite body. When he took that body, he also got the Andalite morphing power that went with it. So only Visser Three, among all the Yeerks in the universe, has the power to morph.

I felt the slow rage I always feel on seeing the foul creature, my brother�s murderer. Once I came close to avenging my brother. Once I almost destroyed Visser Three. But in the end, I failed, and he still lives.

The next time there will be no mistakes.

<Whoa. Visser Three, and in human morph,> Marco said nervously. <Definitely something major going on.>

Two human doctors came into the room. They spoke to the Visser. They spoke respectfully. Fearfully. Shaking. I could not hear them through the glass, but clearly they knew who and what Visser Three was.

Visser Three began to demorph. To return to Andalite form. From the human head, the twin stalk eyes appeared. From the human chest, the front two legs began to grow. From the base of the human spine, the long, swift, dangerous Andalite tail began to extend.

To my left, a swift flash of brown and tan with a hint of red. Tobias, swooping past. I kept my other eye focused through the glass.

The blue and tan fur rippled across the formerly human skin. Visser Three was on four legs now, tail cocked and ready.

<He is very sure he�s safe in this place,> I said. <Otherwise he would never demorph like this.>

<The doctors aren�t too happy, though,> Marco observed.

The doctors were shaking. Obviously, something was wrong. Then in a flash, Visser Three pressed his tail blade against one doctor�s throat.
One twitch would send the doctor�s head rolling across the floor.

Now that he was back in his Andalite body, we could hear Visser Three�s unguarded thoughtspeak.

 he raged. <There is no point placing one of our people in his head if he�s unable to move.>

Always with the threats for this guy. Also, just as a note, Andalites always show up in the art as blue, but like this points out, they're blue and tan. You never see any tan parts of the Andalites in the art.

quote:

The doctor said something. Something very respectful, very careful.

<I don�t care about his brain stem, I want him repaired! Do you have any idea how useful this human would be to us? He is the number two man in the organization that guards their president. He would have access to half the secrets on this planet. That�s why I arranged for him to be injured and brought here.>

Prince Jake and Cassie flew by, both in seagull morph.

<What�s up?> Prince Jake asked.

<Visser Three, Prince Jake.>

<Don�t call me �prince.� Yeah, I hear his thought-speak. I meant, what do you see?>

<The Visser is busy terrorizing a pair of human-Controller doctors,> I said.

Just then, Visser Three withdrew his tail blade. The doctor collapsed and fell to his knees on the floor. His fellow doctor looked at him with pity, but made no move to help him.

<You leave me with no choice: If I can�t use this creature as a host, I�ll have to acquire him and morph him. I can�t spend all my time in his form. I can�t live his life. But using him, I can get close to his superior. I can use this morph to seize her instead!>

The doctor who was still standing spoke. He smiled. He looked encouraging and enthusiastic.

The Visser flicked his tail, hit the doctor with the flat of the blade, and knocked him across the room.

<Don�t tell me �It�s all worked out for the best,�> Visser Three sneered. 

Then one stalk eye turned to stare directly at me. The second stalk eye followed. And I began to have a very bad feeling.

It just seems to me that "I want this person injured but not too badly" shouldn't lead to the conclusion, "And that's why I'll have him get hit by a car." I mean, you're commanding Yeerk forces on Earth, most of your troops are human-controllers. Learn the limitations of the human body.

Chapter 4

quote:

Visser Three moved away, out of sight.

<Was he eyeballing us?> Marco asked. Then he answered his own question. <He was eyeballing us.>

<Prince Jake,> I said in thought-speak only my friends could hear. <What should we do?>

<What�s happened?> Prince Jake asked.

<He eyeballed us, that�s what happened,> Marco said.

<The Visser has moved out of our sight,> I said.

<Okay. Look, he may suspect you�re not real seagulls,> Prince Jake said. <So don�t behave suspiciously, or like you notice him. One of you fly off. The other one wait a few seconds, then fly off. Like normal ->

CRASH!

The glass window exploded outward as something came blasting out through it. Marco was knocked from the sill and went tumbling, out of control, toward the ground.

I was too shocked to react at first.

Then I saw what had come bursting through the window. A kafit bird! A six-winged kafit bird! It had to be Visser Three in morph. But how?

<Impossible!> I cried in total shock. The kafit bird only lives in one place in the universe: the Andalite home world.

So, just like vertebrates on earth have 4 limbs, Andalite vertebrates have six. We already knew this from seeing the Andalites, but it's a nice touch that this bird has six wings.

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The kafit shook off the glass shards and banked sharply back toward me. Its razor-sharp, killing beak was aimed at me like a missile.

I dropped from the sill, wings folded. The deadly beak missed me by a feather! I opened my wings, caught air, and flapped hard.

The kafit was on me! The six wings gave it terrific speed.

<Ax, what is that thing?> Cassie cried.

I didn�t have time to answer. My human friends didn�t understand. The kafit lives by spearing tree-living creatures. It is fast, accurate, and deadly to small creatures.

And at the moment, I was a small creature.

<Everyone on that bird!> Prince Jake roared. <He can�t take us all. Tobias! Where are you?>

<Too far away,> Tobias said grimly.

I turned my head to look for the kafit. Stupid! My head acted like a rudder and made me turn.

Right into the path of the kafit!

I flapped wildly, crazily. Too slow! The kafit�s beak sliced through the underside of my wing.

<Aaaahhh!> I yelled.

I turned and flew in abject panic. I flapped my wings and skimmed twenty feet above the ground. I knew the kafit was faster. Was it more agile, too?

But part of my mind just kept asking, <How, how, how?>

How had Visser Three acquired the DNA of a kafit bird? Had the Abomination actually set foot on Andalite grass?[quote]

See, my first thought would be that Alloran had morphing power, and maybe this was one of his morphs before he got taken over.

[quote]I was flying over a major street now. What the humans call fast-food restaurants were below me. The Visser was inches behind me. He�d have me in three � two � I flared, killed my speed, twisted my tail and head to shoot me sideways, and the kafit bird blew past.

He was faster. I could out-turn him, but only when I had the benefit of surprise. How many more times could I trick him that way?

<A nice maneuver, Andalite,> the Visser said, his thought-speak suddenly in my head. <Why not try it again?>

I was almost angry enough to answer. But of course Visser Three could not be sure I was an Andalite in morph. He was guessing. If I remained silent he might decide I was just an innocent seagull who happened to be on the sill.

I saw Prince Jake and the others racing to catch up.

<Prince Jake! Do not help me. If you help me he�ll know for sure that we are not just birds.>

<Stop being a hero,> Prince Jake said. <Tobias!>

<I�m doing the best I can. I got dead air here!> Tobias yelled.

I caught a flash of the big red-tailed hawk laboring to get altitude for a killing dive. But he was no more than ten feet above me and too far off to the side to help.

I was on my own.

Fine. So much the better, I said to myself, trying to sound braver than I felt. I flapped madly toward a large golden sign in the shape of two conjoined arches. <Let�s see just how fast the kafit bird can turn.>

I aimed straight for the hole in one arch, shot through it, and instantly turned. Visser Three rocketed past, outside the arch, and turned to come back toward me. But now I reversed and went back through the second arch. The kafit was after me, but now his greater speed was useless. And his
broad wingspan made it tough to fit through the arches.

Visser Three circled at blazing speed, but I threaded my way again and again through the arches.

<Good job, Ax-man!> Tobias cried. <Hang in there. I have him in my sights!>

Humans were gathering beneath us, gaping up at the bizarre spectacle.

�Hey, that bird has too many wings!� one yelled.

�Must be a mutant bird. Go seagull, go!�

Whap! My wing tip caught the edge of an arch. I stuttered through the air. I missed my turn.

<Aaaaahhhh!>

The razor-sharp beak cut an inch from my wing tip! I fell. I hit the black roof of the fast-food restaurant. I staggered and hopped into a narrow space between two large, loud cooling units.

I saw the Visser swoop by low overhead and I knew that he had landed on the roof, too.

I began to demorph as fast as I could. The roof was surrounded by a raised wall. The humans on the ground could not see us. And once I was Andalite again, the bird would pose no more threat.

From my talons, hooves began to grow. My tail feathers melted together and formed the beginnings of my tail blade. But as I grew, the space became tight. I was wedged in between the cooling units, with fans blasting me with greasy smells.

I forced my way out, half Andalite, half bird, staggering on misshapen legs. Out into the open center of the roof. And there I saw him. Like me, he was demorphing. Like me, he was part bird, part Andalite.

But this was no true Andalite.

<Give yourself up, Andalite,> the Visser sneered. <And I may even let you live.>

<Let�s see how good you are tail to tail,> I said, once more trying to sound far more confident than I was.

His tail emerged. My tail emerged.

And we stood, seemingly two Andalites, preparing for a battle to the death.

I looked into the eyes of the Abomination. And there I saw evil.

And then I saw something that made my hearts leap. Because I also saw fear.

One thing about Visser Three....he has a sense of self preservation and doesn't like putting himself at risk.

# ? Feb 21, 2021 04:15

WrightOfWay: Jul 24, 2010

Epicurius posted:

It just seems to me that "I want this person injured but not too badly" shouldn't lead to the conclusion, "And that's why I'll have him get hit by a car." I mean, you're commanding Yeerk forces on Earth, most of your troops are human-controllers. Learn the limitations of the human body.

I mean, are you going to be the one to tell Visser 3 that he has a bad plan? The universe's worst boss strikes again!

# ? Feb 21, 2021 04:40

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

One of the coolest things about this series was always the juxtaposition between the crazy high concept sci-fi secret alien invasion of Earth, and the hum-drum late '90s suburbia of southern California, and I don't think anything exemplifies that better than "Andalite duel on the roof of a McDonald's."

# ? Feb 21, 2021 05:52

Comrade Blyatlov: Aug 4, 2007; should have picked four fingers

WrightOfWay posted:

I mean, are you going to be the one to tell Visser 3 that he has a bad plan? The universe's worst boss strikes again!

Visser Three knows the limitations of the human body anyway. Remove the head and they die. The head didn't get removed, so what's the loving problem?

# ? Feb 21, 2021 05:57

Fritzler: Sep 5, 2007

Epicurius posted:

I should explain: Money is a sort of abstract human concept. You give amounts of money to various people in society and they in turn give you useful items.

Money doesn't exist for Andalites? First time I have thought their society actually seems cool.

# ? Feb 21, 2021 07:52

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# ? Feb 21, 2021 19:29

nine-gear crow: Aug 10, 2013

Hieronymous Alloy posted:

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# ? Feb 21, 2021 22:54

Epicurius: Apr 10, 2010; College Slice

Animorphs-Book 18:The Decision-Chapter 5

quote:

It had been a very long time since any Andalites fought tail to tail, except as part of military training or as a sport.

And this was no sport.

There, amid the blowing fans and the smell of grease and fried meat, Visser Three and I stood face-to-face.

Two seagulls fluttered down to land. Then two more. My stalk eye noted the predator�s outline of a hawk on the wing overhead.

<Let�s demorph,> Rachel said, directing her thought-speak to include me. I hoped she�d remember not to let Visser Three hear it. Humans sometimes forget that thought-speak can be targeted to everyone or just a list of people.

<We can�t demorph,> Prince Jake said to me. <We�d have to pass through our human forms first. We can�t demorph unless we are absolutely sure Visser Three is not going to walk away from this.>

<If we demorph, he won�t walk away,> Rachel said grimly.

I kept my eyes trained on the Visser. My tail was on a hair trigger. The slightest movement and I would strike.

I said, <Prince Jake, we can�t take the chance. If he ever learns you are humans, your lives will be worthless. I can avenge Elfangor alone.>

<This isn�t the place,> Cassie said reasonably. <People down below saw a six-winged bird come up here. Someone is probably on their way.>

I barely heard her. The Visser was edging sideways, looking for an opening. I arched my tail blade high, ready to block his attack.

<Ax, can you back off without getting hurt?> Prince Jake asked. <Cassie�s right. We don�t want this fight here.>

Part of me wanted to say, yes, yes, we can let the Visser escape. He was bigger than I. His tail would have a half-foot advantage in reach. He was taller, which made it easier for him to strike my eyes, my head.

But another part of me had seen that look of fear in the Visser�s eyes. He�d realized he was in a trap. He�d realized he was facing a battle to the death where the odds were not all that favorable to him.

I wanted to see more of that fear from him. I wanted to see the terror as I pressed my tail blade against his throat and said, <This is for my brother.>

Sudden movement!

I struck! My tail blade missed its target, but slashed the Abomination across his shoulder.

In the confusion, I didn�t understand at first. Everything happened at once: his sudden movement, my strike, and then, the graceful flight as his leap took him over the wall.

He fell from sight. I ran to the edge and craned to look over.

A human girl below was crying, �I swear I saw a blue horse jump off the roof!�

�You�re crazy. Where�d it land, then?� her friend said.

I could see where he�d landed. In a large square trash bin.

�In that Dumpster,� the first girl said.

I glared down at the Visser. His left rear leg was broken from the fall. He was morphing to human as fast as he could. He looked up at me with eyes blazing hatred.

I wanted to say something. I wanted to shout some threat. Make some dire promise. But all I did was stare eye to eye with Visser Three.

And then, as his human mouth appeared, he sneered.

<Come on, Ax,> Prince Jake said. <We�re done here.>

So when it came down to it, Visser Three ran, really. Or, jumped off a McDonalds into a Dumpster, which is pretty much the same thing.

Chapter 6

quote:

That night I ran across the far pastures of Cassie�s ranch and tried to figure out my emotions. It was a wet night. Rain was falling, although not hard by Earth standards. The grass was wet and moist. I could feel my hooves picking up the worms that come out of the ground when it�s wet. There would be extra protein in my diet, which was the last thing I needed. Too much protein keeps me awake.

The clouds overhead hid the moon and the stars. This made me sad. I like to find the home star at night. It has become a sort of unofficial ritual. Something I do for myself. To remind myself that there is a place for me in the galaxy. I may not be there, but the place does exist.

Or am I just fooling myself? Yes, I have a home planet. And a home on that planet. And a people like me. But will I ever fit in there again? Have I changed too much, been with humans too long?

I saw the lights of Cassie�s home. Once I had morphed into Prince Jake and gone there for dinner with Cassie�s parents. I have Prince Jake�s DNA from the time when he became infested by a Yeerk.

It�s a treasured memory. Dinner with Cassie, I mean, not morphing Prince Jake. Sometimes when I�m alone in the woods and thinking about home, I find myself thinking about that evening instead.

I ran faster now, no longer concerned with eating, but just wanting to feel the impact of raindrops on my face and my chest. If I could run fast enough, all the drops would hit my face and chest and none would fall down on my back.

I saw a wooden rail fence. Almost too high to jump. But I ran straight at it, kicked, tucked my front legs, and sailed over.

There was a �thump!� as one hoof nicked the top rail.

I landed easily and realized I was panting. I slowed down and trotted back toward the woods. I could have beaten him, I told myself. I could have forced the fight. I could have struck again before he had a chance to get away.

Another part of my mind answered, No, you would have lost. He�s taller, bigger. He�s more experienced. The Andalite body Visser Three controls used to belong to a great warrior. Visser Three has all of that warrior�s skill and experience.

You went tail to tail with Visser Three and let him get away.

I went tail to tail with Visser Three and at least I didn�t run away.

You wanted to. You were frightened.

I�d be a fool not to be frightened. But I didn�t run. He did.

See, he's trying to work through his actions here....did I do the right thing, confronting him? Would I have won? What happens next time?

quote:

I realized I�d come to rest, standing beneath a particularly tall pine tree just back from the edge of a meadow. Tobias�s meadow.

<What�s up, Ax-man?> he called down from the darkness above.
<Are you awake?>

<Yeah. I have this slight tendency to wake up when big, blue, scorpion-tailed alien centaurs go crashing around in the woods like a herd of ruptured elephants.>

Tobias is sometimes harsh when awakened. It is a human characteristic that he has not lost.



Tobias sighed. He floated down to a lower branch, then sailed over to a fallen log. <You�re stewing, aren�t you?>

<What?>

<Stewing. Going over things again and again in your head. Around and around in circles, asking yourself the same questions again and again, then starting it all over again.>

<How did you know?>

<Look, Ax, the first time I saw Visser Three � and you know when that was � I cried, I was so scared.>

<He was an alien. He was unfamiliar to you.>

<Elfangor was an alien. He was unfamiliar. He didn�t scare me. Visser Three did. Not because of what he looked like, but because I could feel something coming from him. Like a dark cloud. Like a smell, almost. This feeling, I don�t know any other word for it. Like I was looking at something that needed to be destroyed. He was evil. I felt it. And I had this horrible understanding, this knowledge, that one way or the other, that evil was going to touch me and change me. So I just cried.>

 I said stonily. 

<What could you have done?>



<What if you�d lost?>

<What if I�d won? It would have been a terrible blow against the Yeerks. I would have avenged Elfangor. I would have done a great service for my people.>

<Look, Ax, you went up against him. He backed down. Not you.>

<He was surrounded and outnumbered. He thought each of you was another Andalite warrior ready to demorph and attack. He retreated with honor.>

<Honor,> Tobias said derisively. <He�s a cold-blooded killer. He�s an invader in someone else�s land. He�s just another gangster. Murderers don�t have honor.>

The problem for Ax is that, Visser Three might not have honor, but Ax does.

quote:

<Ooookay. You want to drop it, it�s dropped.> He looked around, blinking, almost as blind as a human in the darkness. <Hard to sleep when it�s raining, anyway.>

<Tobias. The bird that Visser Three morphed? It was an Andalite bird. It�s called a kafit bird. From my home planet.>

<You�re thinking, what? That Visser Three must have been on the Andalite home world in order to acquire it?>

<Yes. I am worried that the Abomination has set foot on the Andalite home world.>

I felt Tobias grow tense. Now he was beginning to understand. But he said, <Sometimes people must take animals off the home world, right? I mean, just the way you can find an African lion in a zoo in America, Europe, wherever. Right? So, okay, someone totally innocent takes one of these birds off
your planet. They get hijacked or whatever. And it ends up in Visser Three�s hands.>

I wanted to believe it was possible. So I said, <Yes, that could be it.>

But I didn�t believe it. I believed that Visser Three had either been to my world. Or that some ally of his had been there.

Either way it meant only one thing. The Yeerks had begun to reach into the one safe place in the galaxy: my home.

Poor Ax.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 04:34

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

Epicurius posted:

It had been a very long time since any Andalites fought tail to tail, except as part of military training or as a sport.

Being the first Andalite in maybe centuries to engage in an actual, serious tail-to-tail fight makes this even better. (Although... do they not have crime? Mutinies?) I think I've said before that it sucks for Ax that he's stranded and cut off from his people, but being an embedded guerilla warrior with a group of aliens on a weird planet makes for way better war stories in the long run.

The Animorphs all haranguing him with their own questions and conversations reminds me of Dunkirk when Tom Hardy keeps talking to the other pilot as he's steeling himself to ditch. Shut the gently caress up, he's trying to concentrate!

Also I feel sure now that K.A. must have jotted down the idea for the kafit morph stressing Ax out well before she wrote this book, and before she wrote the Andalite Chronicles and decided that most warriors would already have that morph. Even as a kid it seemed pretty obvious to me that Alloran would've just had that morph already before he was ever infested.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 04:55

Epicurius: Apr 10, 2010; College Slice

freebooter posted:

Being the first Andalite in maybe centuries to engage in an actual, serious tail-to-tail fight makes this even better. (Although... do they not have crime? Mutinies?) I think I've said before that it sucks for Ax that he's stranded and cut off from his people, but being an embedded guerilla warrior with a group of aliens on a weird planet makes for way better war stories in the long run.

Well, they have guns, which I assume is generally the go to weapon.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 05:06

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

Yeah but I mean so do we but we still have punch-ups.

Also the series understandably shies away from guns because a grizzly bear might be able to take on a Hork-Bajir, but not a Hork-Bajir with a laser gun. Although in this very book we'll see a character dismissed as no longer a threat because his tail blade has been chopped off, who promptly turns the tables with a gun.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 05:17

Jazerus: May 24, 2011

freebooter posted:

Being the first Andalite in maybe centuries to engage in an actual, serious tail-to-tail fight makes this even better. (Although... do they not have crime? Mutinies?)

ax's perspective on his own people is always very interesting, because you're sort of left wondering how much of it is even real. ax has never known life before the war put the military in charge of society, and we already know that if there's one thing andalite high command really loves, it's cover-ups. how deep does their information control reach into andalite society? with their complete lack of population centers even so big as a town, i'd imagine that anything criminal tends to have few witnesses.

is andalite society genuinely idyllic, or is ax unwittingly feeding us a load of poo poo designed to assure cadets of their moral superiority?

# ? Feb 22, 2021 05:19

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

Very good point.

The fact that he's facing off against Andalite Enemy #1, even if he's only Yeerk General #3, also raises the fact that it feels a bit weird Earth seems to be considered a bit of a side theatre of the war from the Andalites' point of view, as far as we can tell? (I think?) From memory, reading them as a kid, it wasn't until the Visser Chronicles that it gets explicitly spelt out to the reader that Earth's a pretty critical prize for the Yeerks, and I'm not sure if we ever get an idea of how much time the Andalite strategists devote to thinking about it. But I guess the broader scope of the galaxy and the war is always kept deliberately vague.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 05:31

Epicurius: Apr 10, 2010; College Slice

Jazerus posted:

ax's perspective on his own people is always very interesting, because you're sort of left wondering how much of it is even real. ax has never known life before the war put the military in charge of society, and we already know that if there's one thing andalite high command really loves, it's cover-ups. how deep does their information control reach into andalite society? with their complete lack of population centers even so big as a town, i'd imagine that anything criminal tends to have few witnesses.

is andalite society genuinely idyllic, or is ax unwittingly feeding us a load of poo poo designed to assure cadets of their moral superiority?

Just as a note, the military isn't actually in charge of Andalite society. They have an elected government headed by an executive who's elected by majority vote, and appear to have a legislature called the Electorate (which voted around the beginning of Andalite Chronicles, if you remember, to increase the number of children Andalites were allowed to have).

What seems to be happening, though, as the war's been going on longer and longer tensions have started developing between the military and civilian leadership, and the War Council is doing more and more stuff the Electorate doesn't know about.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 05:42

Pwnstar: Dec 9, 2007; Who wants some waffles?

Ax is a lot like Worf in that he 100% believes in a system of honor and bushido which only theoretically exists and nobody else holds themselves up to it as highly.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 08:30

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

That doesn't strike me as all that different from an idealistic American/British/Australian military cadet, or civilian, who thinks their soldiers are paragons of honour and bravery when on the actual war front they're cutting off Afghan limbs as war trophies etc.

Although we don't see that grubby low-level stuff from the Andalites, just the extremely high-level and more interesting morally grey choices about the greater good. (Alloran did nothing wrong, probably, all things considered, glad I wasn't in his horseshoes etc.)

# ? Feb 22, 2021 08:37

Tree Bucket: Apr 1, 2016; R.I.P.idura leucophrys

horseshoes

# ? Feb 22, 2021 08:48

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

They're part of the full dress uniform

# ? Feb 22, 2021 08:59

Shwoo: Jul 21, 2011

Pwnstar posted:

Ax is a lot like Worf in that he 100% believes in a system of honor and bushido which only theoretically exists and nobody else holds themselves up to it as highly.

Also like Worf, he spent a lot of his formative years on Earth, away from experiences that might teach him to be more realistic about his people and their Honour.

He packs a lot of disillusionment into the interactions he does get with other Andalites, though.

I thought the reason Visser Three ran away from Ax was that he knew he was Elfangor's brother, but I don't think Ax actually mentions that to him, except in his imagination. Maybe he's just seen Ax fight and knows his chances weren't great.

About Visser Three having access to the kafit morph, maybe the morphing training was only mandatory for cadets, and Alloran was already a warrior when the technology was developed? I think the writers probably just forgot, but that works as an explanation after the fact.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 09:00

Jazerus: May 24, 2011

freebooter posted:

Very good point.

The fact that he's facing off against Andalite Enemy #1, even if he's only Yeerk General #3, also raises the fact that it feels a bit weird Earth seems to be considered a bit of a side theatre of the war from the Andalites' point of view, as far as we can tell? (I think?) From memory, reading them as a kid, it wasn't until the Visser Chronicles that it gets explicitly spelt out to the reader that Earth's a pretty critical prize for the Yeerks, and I'm not sure if we ever get an idea of how much time the Andalite strategists devote to thinking about it. But I guess the broader scope of the galaxy and the war is always kept deliberately vague.

earth is not yet the critical prize for either side...i mean, the yeerks really want it eventually, but they already seem to have the population advantage over the andalites; the andalites, on the other hand, don't seem to know how densely populated earth is. it's not even clear how long ago they (setting aside elfangor) last visited, although the andalite toilet tells us that at least one visit was quite a long time ago, since it had to have been jettisoned inside our solar system. leera is the main front at the moment because a few leeran-controllers in a base can totally eliminate the andalite espionage advantage by detecting morphs, and, well, telepathy is just sort of generally useful

# ? Feb 22, 2021 09:01

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

Jazerus posted:

earth is not yet the critical prize for either side...i mean, the yeerks really want it eventually, but they already seem to have the population advantage over the andalites; the andalites, on the other hand, don't seem to know how densely populated earth is. it's not even clear how long ago they (setting aside elfangor) last visited, although the andalite toilet tells us that at least one visit was quite a long time ago, since it had to have been jettisoned inside our solar system. leera is the main front at the moment because a few leeran-controllers in a base can totally eliminate the andalite espionage advantage by detecting morphs, and, well, telepathy is just sort of generally useful

The thing I just really remember from the Visser Chronicles (with a delightful Star Trek vibe) is some sub-visser laying out the categories of species the Yeerks have devised, and in fact I still remember these from memory because I'm a huge nerd and because, helpfully, we already know most of this as readers by that point:

1. not suitable for infestation (Skrit Na)
2. serious physical drawbacks (Taxxons and Ged)
3. suitable but small in number (Hork-Bajir, because Alloran genocided most of them)
4. suitable but too militarily/technologically powerful to attack (Andalites)
5. suitable and militarily/technologically weaker than Yeerks (humans)

And discovering Earth - the first place with a species in that last category - is what rockets Visser One up to being Visser One, like how getting an Andalite body is the reason Visser Three is Visser Three. It nonetheless still feels like a backwater although the Andalites clearly have an eye on it because they lost a Dome ship there, and...

super-duper end of series spoilers!

...Earth is ultimately the pivotal battleground.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 09:17

Shwoo: Jul 21, 2011

Visser spoilers That was Visser One who laid it out! She was head of... some kind of department for finding new host species, and she was briefing a new set of underlings.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 09:23

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

Shwoo posted:

Visser spoilers That was Visser One who laid it out! She was head of... some kind of department for finding new host species, and she was briefing a new set of underlings.

Oh, I'd forgotten that! The other thing I remember is they get to number four and nobody wants to say it out loud. Totalitarian managerial culture in Yeerk society goes deeper than Visser Three!

# ? Feb 22, 2021 09:25

Fuschia tude: Dec 26, 2004; THUNDERDOME LOSER 2019

Epicurius posted:

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The grass was wet and moist. I could feel my hooves picking up the worms that come out of the ground when it�s wet. There would be extra protein in my diet, which was the last thing I needed. Too much protein keeps me awake.

I remember these. Doesn't he complain about accidentally eating a snail in a later book? And it giving him indigestion for a week?

# ? Feb 22, 2021 11:01

gourdcaptain: Nov 16, 2012

Shotgunned this thread over a few days after finding it, thanks for all the material and discussion.

RE: The perennial "who needs these recaps at the beginning of each book", my first introduction to the series when I was... seven, I want to say, was book #16. Not sure what that means beyond an individual data point, but it does mean some of my strongest memories of the series are of the internet book.

Always liked the fan theory that Visser Three was just broadcasting malice low-key at all times, it seems suitably theatrical for him... but anymore this just means I think of him as being constantly surrounded by the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure anime "menacing" sound effect writing.

# ? Feb 22, 2021 23:38

Strategic Tea: Sep 1, 2012

freebooter posted:

And discovering Earth - the first place with a species in that last category - is what rockets Visser One up to being Visser One, like how getting an Andalite body is the reason Visser Three is Visser Three. It nonetheless still feels like a backwater although the Andalites clearly have an eye on it because they lost a Dome ship there

Time for a new prequel, The Morpher Who Came in from the Cold.

It's a gritty spy procedural about andalite intelligence (Le Carre spoilers I guess) getting all Visser 3's rivals gulaged because as long as he is there no one competent can take over the conquest of Earth

# ? Feb 22, 2021 23:58

Epicurius: Apr 10, 2010; College Slice

Animorphs-Book 18:The Decision-Chapter 7

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We met at the barn where Cassie and her father care for sick or injured nonhuman animals. It is called the Wildlife Rehabilitation Clinic. It is a large, dark building made of wood. Within it are numerous cages made of steel wire. And within the cages are the sick animals.

Tobias was high in the rafters. From up there he can see out through a sort of window and can warn us if anyone is approaching.

Everyone else was on the ground level. Cassie was working, pushing piles of dirty hay with a very large, three-pronged fork. Prince Jake would occasionally lift something out of her way.

Marco and Rachel were just chilling.

That�s what humans call it. I believe it refers to the fact that when humans sit very still and do nothing, their body temperature drops. Thus, �chilling.�

Someday, when I am old, too old to be a warrior, I will write a book about humans and their strange habits and speech and technology. For example, did you know that humans invented books before computers? Because of this they believe computers to be superior, despite the very obvious fact that it takes one of their computers as much as thirty seconds to �load� a page, while a book page can be accessed with zero effective delay.

One would almost dismiss humans as a quaint, unimportant, backward race. Except for two things. First, these are, after all, the creatures who have raised the art of taste to incredible levels. Humans may be technologically primitive, but they have created buttered popcorn, the Snickers bar, chili, and cigarette butts. (Although humans themselves become very upset by the idea of eating cigarette butts.)

And let us not forget: Humans, for all their faults, have created the cinnamon bun. Some day, after the war, there will be pilgrimages of Andalites streaming to Earth to morph into humans for a day and do nothing but eat cinnamon buns.

Get the extra frosting. It�s worth it.

�Ax, are you paying attention?� Marco asked.

I snapped out of my daydream. <Yes, of course.>

�Because, see, I�ve said the same thing to you twice now, and you just keep staring off into space like you�re a million miles away.�

<Please tell me a third time and I will pay attention.>

�I said, by Visser Three morphing an Andalite bird, maybe he was sending a message. I mean, he still thinks we�re all Andalites. He was pretty sure he was chasing an Andalite in morph, right? So he chooses to morph an Andalite bird? That�s not a coincidence. That�s a message.�

And that�s the second reason not to dismiss humans as unimportant. They are unbelievably quick to adapt. Just a few months ago, Marco didn�t believe there was life on other planets. Now he�s accepted that fact, absorbed an entirely new world view, found himself in the middle of a war using morphing technology he doesn�t understand, and even managed to have insights that I miss.

<Yes,> I said slowly. <Yes. But why? What message?>

Marco shrugged his shoulders. �He�s rattling your cage. It�s like, �Hey, pal, while you�re stuck here on Earth I�ve been in and out of your house, hanging out with your buddies, and eating your mom�s cookies.��

<My mother does not make cookies,> I pointed out. <The sense of taste is unknown among ->

�The Visser�s yanking your chain,� Rachel said.

�Messing with your mind,� Cassie agreed.

<Jerking you around,> Tobias said.

�Trying to baffle you with � oh, never mind,� Prince Jake said. �The point is, you have two questions: How did Visser Three acquire this bird? And why did he morph it to attack you?�

�That�s not the real question, though,� Cassie said. �The real question is what are we going to do about this Hewlett Aldershot the Third?�

Marco stuck up his hand. �Get him to change his name?�

�You know, it�s a pretty good plan Visser Three has,� Prince Jake pointed out. �He acquires our man Hewlett Aldershot the Third, then he walks into work at the Secret Service offices, punches up anything he wants on the computer, sits in on secret conferences, and ends up knowing everything the Secret Service knows.�

<What does the Secret Service know?> I asked.

�A lot,� Marco said.

<Ah.>

�It�s not just what he can find out, it�s who he can talk to and get access to,� Rachel said. �He can find out if any information about Yeerk activities ever gets to - �

�Whoa!� Marco shot straight up on his two wobbly legs. I can never get past thinking humans will topple over when they do that.

�What whoa?� Prince Jake asked mildly.

�Whoa, as in whoa, Rachel is right. H.A. Third can talk to anyone, right? He can talk to his boss, right? So, if he was to walk in and say, �Boss, guess what? Parasite slugs from outer space are invading Earth!� Well, okay, they�d throw him in the nuthouse. But if he was to walk in and say, �Parasite slugs from outer space are invading Earth, and guess what, I can turn into a rhinoceros,� and then he actually did turn into a rhinoceros � well. Suddenly, boom! The secret is out. The Yeerks are screwed.�

�Unless his boss is a Controller,� Rachel said.

�If she were a Controller, why would Visser Three be bothering with H.A. Third?� Cassie pointed out. But then she turned to Marco. �What exactly are you thinking? Are you talking about morphing Mr. Aldershot?�

�Duh. Yeah.�

�We don�t do that,� Cassie said. �I thought we decided we don�t do that. We don�t morph humans.�

 I said. I was excited by Marco�s idea. But there are times when my human friends are reluctant to do whatever it takes to hurt the Yeerks. Sometimes so am I.

<And Cassie morphed Rachel that time,> Tobias said.

�First of all, Ax, you�re not a human, so maybe it�s okay if you morph Jake. Besides, Jake would have given his permission if he hadn�t been infested with a Yeerk. And Rachel did give me her permission,� Cassie said.

�Excuse me,� Marco said with an edge of sarcasm in his voice. �Our man H.A. Third can�t give permission. He�s a vegetable. He�s a carrot. He�s a cabbage. He�s a tomato.�

�I thought tomatoes were fruit,� Rachel interrupted, trying to provoke Marco.

�It�s called a �persistent vegetative state,� thanks so much for your sensitivity, Marco,� Cassie said. �But we don�t know if Mr. Aldershot is that bad off. He could just be in a coma. We don�t have the right to go stealing his DNA.�

�The man is a brussel sprout,� Marco said.

�We�d never get in there, anyway,� Prince Jake said. �Visser Three knows we know. We have to be in human form to �acquire� Aldershot�s DNA. You think we could do that with Visser Three on guard? Not likely.�

Everyone looked downcast. Prince Jake was correct.

But then Cassie said, �Oh, man.�

�What?� Marco demanded.

Cassie sighed. �I�m totally against this. But ��

�But? But? But what?�

Cassie turned to me. �Ax, is it possible to acquire DNA from blood alone?�

<Yes. It should be.>

�Blood?� Rachel made a face. �We�re gonna get this guy�s blood? Not me, my friend. Hepatitis, HIV, uh-uh.�

<Diseases cannot be transmitted during acquiring,> I said quickly. <The acquiring process absorbs only DNA, and that DNA is isolated, encapsulated within your own bloodstream in a superlow temperature - and thus very stable - naltron molecule sphere. You see ->

�I think my brain just fell asleep,� Marco interrupted. �So, okay, the blood is safe for us. So, Cassie, how do we get it?�

Cassie explained.

All the other humans, even Tobias, said �gross.� They said �gross� very loudly and repeatedly.

I�ve learned something from my time with humans. When they say something is gross, they are almost always right.

True. This also goes back to a fairly consistent debate they have with each other about the morality of morphing humans. I also like the idea that Ax realizes his friends are sometimes not willing to do the things it takes to do to beat the Yeerks, and then admits to himself that sometimes he's not either. It's more of that, do you win at any cost, or do you set moral lines for yourself you're not willing to cross.

Chapter 8

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�So how do I acquire it without it acquiring me at the same time?� Prince Jake asked nervously.

�Don�t be a big baby,� Marco said. �Like you�ve never been bitten by a mosquito?�

�Never in cold blood,� Prince Jake said.

It was several days later. My human friends attend school five days in a row, then do not attend for two days. They don�t know why. But they try and arrange for missions to take place on non-school days.

We were in the barn, surrounding a transparent glass box. In the box were a number of small, fragile-looking flying insects.

�You need to catch one in your hand. Don�t squeeze too hard or you�ll kill it,� Cassie said. �Like this.� She stuck her hand in the box. After two unsuccessful attempts, she enclosed a mosquito in her hand.

She withdrew her hand, covered the box again, and began to focus on the mosquito. After a moment she opened her eyes. �Okay, who�s next?�

�Just hand me your mosquito,� Marco said. �It probably already bit you, so maybe it�s not hungry anymore.�

�We can�t all morph the same mosquito,� Cassie said. �Only females suck blood. Males are useless.�
�Amen,� Rachel said, then laughed.

�So what�s that mosquito in your hand?� Marco demanded.

�Like I know?� Cassie said. �I don�t have a magnifying glass that good. And even if I did, how exactly do you tell a male from a female?�

�That�s easy,� Marco said. �The males think loud belching is funny and the females don�t.�

�Is there any chance we could just get on with this?� Prince Jake asked.

<Yes,> I said. I put my hand inside the glass cage. I had some difficulty grabbing one of the creatures, though. Human hands are stronger and faster than Andalite hands. In the end, Cassie grabbed a mosquito and handed it to me.

<Thank you,> I said, and began to acquire the necessary DNA.

When we had all finished Prince Jake said, �Okay. Let�s go.�

We morphed to birds of prey to fly quickly to the hospital. With harrier eyes I saw that the human Hewlett Aldershot the Third was still in his hospital bed. But there was a major difference. There were now four large humans seated around him. In the room next door to the left, we saw four more.
And in the room next door to the right, another four.

Human-Controllers, no doubt. And no doubt heavily armed. Twelve armed humans to protect Hewlett Aldershot the Third from us.

<Kind of flattering, actually,> Rachel said. <Twelve guys? And maybe more we don�t see.>

<The Yeerks must have some high-ranking people in this hospital,> Cassie observed. <To get two private rooms just for guards like that?>

I mean, maybe, but he's also Deputy Director of the Secret Service. He's pretty high ranking himself.

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<So how do we get in?> Marco wondered.

<How about a diversion?> Rachel suggested. 

I said, <As I understand, we each hope to bite the human, so that we can be reasonably sure of extracting sufficient blood. But Rachel, before you can go from elephant to mosquito you must pass through human. I, on the other hand, have no need of an intermediate stage. And nothing would draw the attention of a bunch of Controllers better than an Andalite.>

It made perfect sense. Prince Jake agreed that it made sense. So while the others went up to the roof and morphed back to human in preparation for becoming mosquitoes, I landed in a dark, open window at the far end of the hospital.

I fluttered inside, waited, listening. I heard human breathing. My harrier eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out a young human female, looking very frail in her bed.

I demorphed as quickly as I could, shedding feathers and growing fur.

Suddenly the girl�s eyes opened.

�Who are you?� she demanded. �Are you a fairy?�

<No. I am an Andalite.> It was all I could think of to say. Besides, I felt reluctant to lie to a sick child.

�What�s your name?�

<My name is Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill.>

�That�s a funny name,� she said. Then she closed her eyes and began to sleep once more.

I took a deep breath. I moved to the door as silently as I could. I opened it and stuck one stalk eye out into the hall. Two humans in white were at the far end of the hall.

I took another deep breath. Well, I thought, I am supposed to create a diversion.

I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. The two humans did not see me till I had nearly reached them. Then their mouths opened very wide. And their faces began to change color: one turned white, the other red.

I don�t know why.

�Holy ��

�What the ��

Obviously they were not Controllers or they would have been yelling �Andalite!� rather than �Holy� and �What the.� These were innocent humans.

<Hello,> I said. <Please, do not be alarmed.>

�It�s � it�s some weird, mutated deer!�

�It�s some kind of trick. It�s gotta be a trick. All right, Terry, you can come out now. Hah-hah, big laugh.�

I passed them by and kept walking toward the heavily guarded room of Hewlett Aldershot the Third.A human went past pushing a cart loaded with food on trays. He never looked up. He just kept looking down as he went. Then I guess he noticed my hooves.

�Aaaahhhh!� he cried, and shoved the cart so hard it turned over.

Clang-clash-Wham!

Thus began the diversion. Suddenly doors opened. Heads stuck out and looked and screamed.

People came running down the hall. Most turned around when they saw me and ran the other way.

�Oh, no! Did you see it? Did you see it?�

�It�s a monster!�

�I knew they were doing genetic experiments down in the labs! It�s some kind of freak!�

It would almost have been insulting, if I were sensitive.

But then the door to the right of Aldershot�s room opened. Out stepped a human. He gaped at me for a second, then yelled, �Andalite!�

He gaped one second too long. He yanked out a gun. I snapped my tail forward and he quickly dropped the gun.

�Andalite!� he screamed again, but with extra hatred this time.

Now the guards came boiling out of all three rooms. They jammed into the hallway, too many to move freely. Human guns were being drawn. And I saw a couple of handheld Yeerk Dracon beam weapons, too.

In a split second they would all start shooting. The lead slugs from the human weapons would be most dangerous. Not just to me, but because they would rip through the walls and might hit innocent people.

�Shoot! Shoot him, you fools, or Visser Three will have us for lunch!� one of the humans roared.

FWAPP!

I whipped my tail, left to right, a millimeter from slicing open the front row. They backed up, stumbling back into their fellows.

FWAPP!

I whipped again, but now they were ready to start fighting. And I was seriously outnumbered and worried about innocent humans being hurt.

Obviously, I had not planned the diversion very well.

And that�s when it occurred to me. The one way to keep from getting shot.

 I cried.

Honestly, if this were real, I'd question your ability to actually defect to the Yeerks....at least not without being taken over.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 04:11

Tree Bucket: Apr 1, 2016; R.I.P.idura leucophrys

# ? Feb 23, 2021 04:31

WrightOfWay: Jul 24, 2010

quote:

My human friends attend school five days in a row, then do not attend for two days. They don�t know why.

This is a cute line.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 04:34

Comrade Blyatlov: Aug 4, 2007; should have picked four fingers

I'm honestly wondering what Visser Three's standing orders re: bandits are.
Obviously he wants them gone, but I'm genuinely curious if he'd be satisfied knowing some idiot minion of his killed them, or whether he wants the glory for himself.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 05:34

freebooter: Jul 7, 2009

If you absolutely have to have an Andalite bandit chop your hand off, this is the place. Probably good chances of reattachment, too, since it would be a clean slice.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 06:28

Tree Bucket: Apr 1, 2016; R.I.P.idura leucophrys

Comrade Blyatlov posted:

I'm honestly wondering what Visser Three's standing orders re: bandits are.
Obviously he wants them gone, but I'm genuinely curious if he'd be satisfied knowing some idiot minion of his killed them, or whether he wants the glory for himself.

I am sure Visser 3 would be swift to reward initiative and bold, independent thought

# ? Feb 23, 2021 06:44

dungeon cousin: Nov 26, 2012; woop woop
loop loop

I didn't remember the name of the Andalite bird so until now I had assumed they were talking about two different species. The bird they used for morph training I imagined was analogous to a sparrow or a pigeon and the one Visser 3 used was like a raptor.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 07:07

Jazerus: May 24, 2011

based on elfangor's experience, the kafit bird is not a standard morph acquired in training; many cadets pick it up because obviously flying is cool, but it's a practice that their officers tolerate but don't endorse. alloran was already a war-prince when the morphing technology was developed, so it's pretty much impossible to know whether he picked it up before or after his infestation; either is equally likely.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 07:17

WrightOfWay: Jul 24, 2010

While Alloran was a bit of a stick in the mud, it still seems pretty likely that it was something he picked up before he was taken by the Yeerks, if only because he saw the strategic use of being able to fly occasionally.

# ? Feb 23, 2021 07:21

Comrade Blyatlov: Aug 4, 2007; should have picked four fingers

The Kafit bird is now extinct after Alloran war-crimed them.

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# ? May 25, 2024 19:37

nine-gear crow: Aug 10, 2013

Comrade Blyatlov posted:

The Kafit bird is now extinct after Alloran war-crimed them.

Eat. Sleep. Wipe a species out of existence. Repeat.
- Alloran-Semitur-Corrass

# ? Feb 23, 2021 07:52

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