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Hot -1 | Cold. +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 2/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Outsider Location: Lunch "Maybe it's because of what happened to her, sure. And you said it - better the way she is then us having another Alexandra hanging around. That's what she was like before. Well, almost." Ash, turning down a chance at getting out of his mind on drugs? Well, I'd have lost that bet. "Just not having the best day, is all. It's fine, you don't have to." Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:43 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Hot: -1 | Cold: 2 | Volatile: -1 | Dark: 1 Harm: 0/4 | XP: 1/5 | Conditions: Overbearing, Cruel Geoff's little display earns a chuckle and an eye roll from me. "Settle down there Romeo." I tease, happy to see him in much better shape than this morning. "Oh? Khalid?" I echo with raised brows. Parties like that usually aren't my cup of tea but... "Sure. Tell me all about it." I decide to entertain him, at least. Even if I don't go it never hurts to feign just a smidgen of interest in such affairs. Worse comes to worse I can just blame my absence on suddenly falling ill. What he asks of me next, however, causes the snakes to hiss and go into a bit of a frenzy. What on earth?! I look at the food, getting a certain feeling. "Oh, no thanks. I'm not a fan of that to be honest." What is he up to? I notice Lise and Alex at that moment and give them a wave. Well, it's mostly meant for Alex, but I can't very well just ignore Lise now can I? I then turn my attention back to Geoff, as the hisses grow louder within my ears. What's going on? Tell me now you damned serpents! Geoff should be like an open book now that he's quite cognizant... Zomg: Gaze Into The Abyss About Geoff's Intentions Zomg: !r 2d6+1 Krysmboy: Zomg, 5+1 = 6 Taking advantage of the Sobered condition on Geoff to add a +1 to that result, bumping it up to a 7. Also going to choose: the visions are lucid and detailed but they leave you with the Condition drained. Zomg fucked around with this message at 18:53 on Sep 23, 2015 |
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Hot: 1 Cold: 1 Volatile: -1 XP: 3/5 Harm: 0/5 Conditions: Busybody, Locations: Chemistry Lab I'm not in a much better state than Cedric, panting and sweating. Darn, and I'm sure I won't have enough time to take a shower. What is Constance hiding? I was entirely prepared to deal with being stonewalled, but what is making her jump out of a window to get away from me. She can't know about us, can she? That would be very, very bad indeed. We definitely need to speak with Lise. I nod at Cedric. "Good diea. Haste makes ... waste." I trail off, noticing that absence. I'm no stranger to chemistry and biology. KCI. Potassium Chloride. In small concentrations, it's used for treatment of Hypokalemia, a lack of potassium as a result of a diarrhea, excessive perspiration or muscle injury. In higher concentrations, concentrations like this, it is part of the drug cocktail for executions. "Cedric... some chemicals are missing here. Dangerous chemicals." I take my cell-phone. "We need to get on top of this, now." Who could have taken them? I don't remember anyone. Who could have taken it? Stupid attempt at self-medication or prelude to murder? I close my eyes and let my fingers dance across the buttons. Gaze about chemicals: 2d6 5 Nada. But gain 1 xp for dark. Shogeton fucked around with this message at 14:35 on Sep 24, 2015 |
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Hot -1 | Cold. +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Outsider Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks Well, I'm not surprised at him being all grabby. Honestly, if the rumors are true, I suppose I should be glad I'm not being... ahem, 'motorboated' right here in the dining hall. Slowly opening the door after stopping by a vending machine on the way out, the porter spooks me a little, but my hunch turns out to be correct. As for the bottle - If he wants it straight, that's his choice, but I start pouring out half of the Coke I brought with. "Christ, I need a fake ID. This scurrying around like rats is starting to wear on me." He's usually even less of a class act when he's been drinking, when it comes to women. Or men, come to think of it. A few weeks ago, he spooked the hell out of Geoff Liston when he started hitting on him. I'm not sure if the mushrooms Liston was on helped or hindered the attempt, honestly. Now, I'm not after babysitting anyone while the sun's still out, so hopefully he can keep a handle on himself. Just enough to make the day interesting, you know? Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:43 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Harm: 1/4 | EXP: 1 0/5 | Conditions: Clenched, Oblivious I sigh. I can't believe I got the doors wrong. In front of my girlfriend. "Those doors are a fire hazard." I say trying to salvage my dignity. She probably hated being forced to run. But when I turn to her, she has a large smile on her face. She's bouncing a little and punching my shoulder. "That was fun." She said. "We should race more often. Perhaps somewhere with fewer doors." "Yeah. Can you stop hitting me?" I rub my arm. One 30-second sprint and she's acting like a football player. I can't help but smile though. Adrenaline does weird things, I guess. Taken in all though, today is shattering a lot of my preconceptions of her. "Can I ask something?" I saw awkwardly. "Your friend, Jess. She said she because your friend because you punched her in the face. What exactly did she mean?" As we walk to 'The Grove' (god I hate that name) a resting couple calls out to Emma. Well, to 'Kidnap Girl' but she responds the same. Something about giving a note to an Alex in our dorm. I don't know. They weren't talking to me. Most people here only talk to me when they want something. Am I wearing a sign that says, "Living doormat" or something? They all seem shocked when I say no. Anyway, during their talk, I fiddle with my keys. I grab the one to the dressing room. The club hid some snacks there. It should make up for the lack of lunch. BallisticClipboard fucked around with this message at 22:01 on Sep 24, 2015 |
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Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Inbred, Predator I follow suit with Fiona, knowing that I shouldn't be drinking the whole thing here like she will, but I can..well, sip's not the right word. Neither's enjoy. Maybe I can last through it for the next hour or two, right? Not like I need to drive or nothing. "Yeah? Well, it's not going to stop the scurrying much, pretty sure school's got a problem with all drinking. Still, guess it's easier than just hoping not to get caught." The porter doesn't bother me, what's he going to do, say he saw two kids out behind the place? He doesn't give a rat's about the students as long as we're not giving him poo poo. On to more important things, I definitely can't keep up with Fiona, so I'm not gonna try. Plus, this much won't make me incoherent. Maybe a little tripsy, but nothing that would get me in trouble. Plus, alcohol passes through the system pretty quickly, one reason I graduated into taking other things, really. This should take the edge off the day. "Anyways, enough about this depressing shite, let's get to it, right?"
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.Hot. -1 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Outsider Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks "Oh, get a hold of yourself. It's only depressing if you think it to be." Finally. A bit of the hair of the dog, and I'm not going to lie, talking to that teacher will somehow still manage to be boring, even tipsy. Well, since he doesn't seem to want a whole lot, let's pour in a bit more... But when you're sitting with someone, with these big gaps in conversation as you drink quickly so as not to meander around long enough to get caught, things just sort of pop out of your mouth. "D-do you think I don't belong here?" Using Nectar of the Gods to swap Drunk for Outsider or Selfish, depending on how he answers. Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:42 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Hot: 2xCold: -1 Volatile 1x Dark: -1 XP: 4/5 Harm: 0/4 Conditions: Fickle It'd be almost funny watching Tim struggle with the doors you know if we weren't being chased. Well "chased" is probably the wrong word. I suppose Dr Metcalfes walk could be called an amble if you were being generous. It's the platonic ideal of being chased rather than the messy humdrum reality. Still we we're being chased and it got the adrenaline pumping certainly as we ran. Truth is I enjoyed it. "That was fun. We should do it more often, preferably somewhere with fewer doors though." I said giving him a playful punch as I did so. "Can you stop hitting me." I hadn't even realised I'd done it. I shrugged apologetically and slowed to a more normal pace so he could keep up. Why I punched Jess. "You've been talking about me with Jess? Well she's obviously not given you the full story it's not the most exciting of tales though. Basically you saw the way Khalid was drooling over me? his previous "victim" had been Jess he'd been all over her till he got bored and she blamed me for leading him on. So she slapped me in front of everyone. So I turned round and punched her hard in the gut. and she went down like a sack of potatoes. Of course one of the faculty would happen to be watching so we ended up in detention together. That was a little awkward, but once we'd both apologised to each other and we both realised what a creep Khalid was we actually got on pretty well and we've been friends ever since." I wasn't going to mention the dreams. Nor the sick rush I'd felt when I'd put her in her place. Tim was a kind and sensitive person and he was the last person I wanted to confide in about that. He wouldn't understand and worse I'm afraid he'd dump me over it. Paranoid maybe but I didn't want to lose him. I unclenched my fists. Strange I don't remember clenching them to start with. "Ok so my turn for a question then. Why do you hang around with Ash?" I was curious they didn't seem to have a lot in common and yet this morning they seemed thick as thieves. I was willing to let bygones be bygones there though providing Ash kept his hands to himself in future. If not then next time I wouldn't stop at just one punch. --------------------------------------------------------- Our walk through the grove is interrupted though. Ugh kidnap girl. Is that what they're going to call me for the rest of my life. No matter what I achieve I'll always be the girl who was kidnapped. poo poo. And now I'm expected to be a glorified postwoman. It was all I could do not to roll my eyes at the twins or whatever they are. I don't really recognise them but then I can hardly be expected to know everyone in the school. Had that been it I wouldn't have cared less and just handed over the letter.But I could see the triumphant smirk on the girls face as i agreed to deliver it. [22:40] Ferrosol holding steady vs curiousity [22:40] Ferrosol !r 2d6-1 [22:40] Krysmbot Ferrosol, 11-1 = 10 removing fickle Still I pretended I hadn't noticed and just nodded and took the letter. "Come on Tim let's get out of here." I smiled at him and left the two of them to it. I waited until we'd turned the corner and walked a little further before splitting the envelope open to see what the note inside said. I know I shouldn't read other peoples notes like that but it's not like anyone except me and Tim would find out right? Besides I was curious what the girl wanted with Alex.
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Emma: The girl's voice follows you around the corner. "You know, she'd look rather good tied to a chair, don't you think?" If the boy replies, you don't hear it. You make a bit of a mess opening the envelope - it's going to be pretty obvious that you've looked at it when you give it to Alex. If you give it to Alex. Inside, you find a miniature memory stick and a short note - beautiful cursive on plain lined paper. quote:Remember when I said you were taking this too seriously? Remember where? Anyway, you've got plenty of time left before the next lesson, and the drama building is mostly empty. What do you do? Gato fucked around with this message at 23:09 on Sep 24, 2015 |
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Hot: -1 | Cold: 2 | Volatile: -1 | Dark: 1 Harm: 0/4 | XP: 2/5 | Conditions: Overbearing, Cruel, Drained Bloody hell! Whatever I was expecting it wasn't that! As everything comes back into focus I notice Geoff's scattered attempt at merely functioning. My breath is caught in my throat as I just watch him sweat and seemingly breakdown. Finally I manage to react, blinking rapidly as I lean forward to assess him. "Are you alright? Do you want to go see the nurse?" Yeah he really doesn't look good. My eyes avoid the plate of food in front of him, stomach churning so much at the mere thought of it that I don't want to even chance a proper look. The snakes hiss out at the approach of someone familiar, and I turn away from Geoff briefly to lay eyes on the approaching form of Alex. Oh thank goodness. Having backup in this case is good -- especially since I'm not feeling all that great myself. "Alex! I think Geoff may have fallen ill..."
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Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Inbred, Predator Class has nothing to do with why I'm here. Someone friendly asks me to drink, I'll drink with them. Simple, how I like things. Then Fiona starts asking about whether she belongs here or not. "Belong here as much as I do, at least. Probably a good half of the school doesn't belong here for all sorts of reasons. But we've got all sorts of reasons to be here, and gently caress 'em if someone thinks otherwise. Just because I don't fall in line doesn't mean I don't belong here, and same for you." I double-check as I start to pour in my part, definitely treating it with care. Don't want to put the good stuff to waste. "What makes you think that? Someone tell you that you're a naughty girl and you should stop the drinking and the fun?"
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.Hot. -1 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Drunk Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks "Aye - gently caress 'em." That was... actually kind of heartwarming. So is the rum, to be fair. "Eh, ush-usually it's just Alexandra and her odd little friends. But everything's starting to pile up. Lise thought I'd had something to do with what happened to her sister, Alex said something after music. And what happened last we-" Christ, what am I going on about? And I'm the one who said this wouldn't be depressing. I shake my head to try and clear it a little, but the empty soda bottle just sort of stares back up at me. "Sorry. Said I wouldn't make this depressing. Change of subject! What do you think of Khalid having all these little parties of his? You think he'll stop if he realizes Emma won't be coming to them? And if so - maybe we should just keep telling him he missed her..." Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:42 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Harm: 1/4 | EXP: 1 0/5 | Conditions: Clenched, Oblivious Walking: "Oh, okay." I don't get it but I am also not a teenage girl. Still, knowing the full story makes me feel a little better. But I'm sensing a theme. "Ok so my turn for a question then. Why do you hang around with Ash?" I think on it for a moment. "Well, we share drama. I mean the club. You know what I mean. Anyway, he's not all bad. He just likes things, um," I pause to think of a proper word, "Interesting. Granted not all of his ideas are good ones." And he's really cute. "He can be nice when he wants to be. I wish he would be nicer though." I sigh. "Was this morning an anomaly? Is he really all bad?" I ask no one in particular. -- Drama Building: I direct us to the dressing rooms as Emma looks over the letter. "What's it say? Anything incriminating?" I say jokingly. I'll have to admit, I'm a little curious. Alex is really mysterious. He just gives off an odd aura. Jeez, I sound like mom. I unlock the door and grab some snack bars from one of the drawers. It's the best I can do for now. I smile and hand one to her. "So, we're all alone. . ." I gesture. "We should pick up where we left off." No distractions this time. I hug her tightly and kiss her. - Turn on Emma [17:47] BClip_ !r 2d6+5 (+1 from Entrenched, +1 from True Love) [17:47] Krysmbot BClip_, 12+5 = 17 String please BallisticClipboard fucked around with this message at 05:27 on Sep 25, 2015 |
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Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Inbred, Predator Well, good to know this wasn't anything about depression at all. Still, luckily for me I've managed only about half of my bottle because of both the alcohol and the drink. Real sweet mixed with real bite, just makes me cringe a little with every drink. "Right, you're definitely all giggles and rainbows. Not important, though, I think Khalid would catch on eventually. He's not all that bright but he's not that stupid. Plus, he'll find some other girl that he thinks is playing hard to get that he'll chase after. Predictable like that, really. Is that some scheming I'm hearing from Fiona Canavan?" I get closer to Fiona, not being the least bit subtle about what's going on. "The tightarse brigade got one thing right, you are definitely naughty." I'm grinning to myself, probably disturbing her space bubble a bit too much, but we're both at least a little drunk, what's the worst that could happen? [06:47.03] <thelazyblank> Turn on Fiona [06:47.09] <thelazyblank> !r 2d6+2 [06:47.09] <Krysmbot> thelazyblank, 6+2 = 8
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.Hot. -1 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Drunk Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks For a second, the whole thing seems so sweet. And don't get me wrong - I still feel like he probably "gets me" more than most. But he -is- Ash. He's already had his face in a pair of tits today, and it's barely mid-day. He lives to get a rise out of people. And there's a really easy way to do that, and he knows that. Fine. But you know what? Two can play at that game. "You want to really give them something to talk about?" He wants to get face-to-face? His little game of personal-space "chicken" just ended. In a collision. Giving Self. Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:42 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Inbred, Predator Well, now. Looks like one doesn't stick around to play games. "What I live for." People think I just like getting a rise out of them every once in a while. It's not wrong, but doesn't mean there's not some honest feeling behind it. As close as she is, she probably thinks I wouldn't have a problem sneaking a kiss. Guess she thought I was bluffing, but I don't bluff except in cards. There was no sneaking here, just full-on kissing. I may have a weird sense of personal space, but I'll wait to see how she responds before going further. I'm impulsive, not vile. I'm also not psychic, she could just be trying to prove a point. She's fit, though, so it'd be a shame.
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.Hot. -1 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Drunk Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks Well, this is unexpected. I was honestly assuming he'd just sort of back off immediately, laugh it off, and we'd be sitting here half-drunk and awkward for a while. After a few more moments, I break it off, not because I'm exactly keen to, but because at least one consideration needs to be made. "What do you suppose the odds are of someone else coming out back here for the next little while? And more importantly, do you care?" Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:42 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Hot 2, Cold -1, Volatile -1, Dark 1 Harm 1/4 | Exp 2/5 | Conditions: Inbred, Predator "Don't care. To both, really." I grin, the one nice thing about being without shame is that you can answer questions like that honestly. Fade to Black? The Lore Bear fucked around with this message at 08:11 on Sep 25, 2015 |
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.Hot. -1 | Cold +2 | Volatile -1 | Dark 1 Harm 0/4 | Experience 3/5 | Conditions: Selfish, Drunk Location: Dining Hall Loading Docks I grin back. It looks like Professor Ruhlman may have to wait. "Hey - just making sure..." Seems so. Jolinaxas fucked around with this message at 18:41 on Oct 2, 2015 |
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Hot: 2xCold: -1 Volatile 1x Dark: -1 XP: 4/5 Harm: 0/4 Conditions: Walking Dammit how could she know. Still the note is disappointingly vague and if the stuff on the usb stick is password protected I can forget about it. I'm not a hacker and I don't really know Alex well enough to guess what his password is. He largely moves in his own little circle all of whom are quite close knit. Guess my curiosity will have to go unsatisfied. However there was still Ash. "I wouldn't call Ash nice. He seems to be always winding people up just to provoke a reaction." I frowned "Still as long as he keeps his hands to himself he can do what he likes." I'd rather not even think about him that's giving him the attention he craves. ======================================== Ash's dressing room I handed him the note. "More cryptic than incriminating but unless you're more familiar with him than I am it doesn't mean anything to me." And then all that's forgotten especially after he kissed me like that and pulled me closer. Wow where had he learnt to kiss like that. Jesus. I wriggled out of his grasp just briefly and gave him a low throaty growl. "If you're sure we won't be disturbed them...." I said playfully as I began unbuttoning my shirt "I'm sure we can find something to pass the time." He stood there almost mesmerised as I stalked towards him Kissing like that deserved to be rewarded. giving self/fade to black?
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Hot -1 Cold 0 Vol 1 Dark 1 XP: 3/5 Harm: 0/4 Conditions: Disappointing indeed. I might even call off our 'date' at this point, unless my mood improves before tomorrow. I'd had Lise pegged as ferociously intelligent, driven and diligent, and too straightforward to indulge in these stupid aristocratic games. I still see some of that in her, but... right now I'm not happy at all. The only silver lining to that farce was that Teresa must have been involved. So once I've dealt with her, and broken whatever hold she has on Lise, the situation might be redeemable... But that's a thought for another time... because Geoff looks worse than just hung over. Is that a part of it too - Teresa's birthright? In my vision, Geoff had had to do whatever she told him, so... can she simply tell someone to get sick, and it happens? That's quite a formidable power, if so. Now I'm curious - I almost don't want to help Geoff, so I can see what happens next. He'd be useful as a guinea pig... but being that callous in front of Sorne can't possibly end well, can it? I sigh as I set down my untouched tray of food. "Well, I suppose we'd better get him to the nurse, then. Come on, Geoff, give me your arm..." and passing his arm over my shoulders, I help him up, supporting his weight. He might be fat, but I'm not weak. "I'll get him there and get back, quick as I can," I say to Sorne with a smile. If she stays here, after all, there's no chance that Teresa will know she's my friend, and target her. Plus, Geoff's trip to the nurse can be delayed, of course; a little sidetrack to a quiet area where I can try some things and observe his condition... Then again, if she does come along I can use the time to plan with her. I'll be fine either way, I'm sure.
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We’re coming to the end of the scene. Alex, Lise, Sorne and Alexandra get this prompt and possibly another, depending on what happens now. Those you who’ve snuck off to enjoy each others’ company will get your final prompts of the scene in a bit. Sorry for the disconnect, but I just want to keep everyone in roughly the same timeframe. Sorne, Lise, Alex: Geoff looks up with a glazed expression, but his legs give way as he struggles to his feet, sending him toppling to the ground. His face is sweaty, but his hands are mottled and cool. His breathing is rapid, shallow, and irregular, his chest and belly pumping erratically. Dr Metcalfe dashes for the phone in the corner, suddenly looking incredibly young and frightened. What do you do? All three of you need to roll Hold Steady if you’re going to help Geoff. If you fail the roll, you can still carry on, but any aid you give Geoff will be less effective. Alexandra: Your augmented subconscious dives and searches and weaves but nothing connects. Your fingers tap out the atomic numbers of potassium and chloride to three decimal places but you simply don’t know the physiology. And while you make a promising start through Wikipedia before long you’re bogged down in details of potassium replacement dosage via maintenance fluids in the context of hypokalaemia and in the context of insulin infusion and ECG identification of acute tachyarrhythmia due to hyperkalaemia and - - your phone rings: it’s Mark, and there’s a faint note of panic in his voice. “Geoff just keeled over in the dining hall! Do you know if – what should – what should we do?” You’re not even at medical school yet and people want your guidance. What do you do? Remember guys, the OOC thread isn't just for character sheets! If you know you're going to be busy or otherwise unlikely/unable to post, just drop a short note there and we can work around you.
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