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russetruse · 2 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup!
Day 8: Tattered Aftermath
Welcome to another addition of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup! This is Day 8: Tattered Aftermath. The outfit is based on my own Dimentio’s design after the events of Super Paper Mario. Though I will admit @lizadale’s Dio pulls it off better. I worked hard on this one to bring you all another lovely piece. I do hope you enjoy this one and sorry for taking so long on posting another, life is still going crazy but I wanted to share another piece. I hope I nailed it this time and was well worth the wait.
Below is a hard cell shaded version for Libby’s viewing pleasure. Do enjoy sis.
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leticiapml · 1 year
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@lizadale This literally came to me in a dream, maybe I'm seeing too much Zelda stuff lately. Dio's wearing the new game's frostbite "armour".
He's also in my desktop lock screen with Magolor and Ducktales character that i kidnapped and now it's my oc's gajinka.
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lizadale · 2 years
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i like this blog for many reasons but the biggest one is how you portrary dio, everyone makes him so fancy and well mannered and you're like
"dimentio menace!"
ily lizadale
other dimentios: refined, attractive, logical, perhaps slightly unhinged but still eloquent
my dimentio: "nastasia we are out of tea" *nonchalantly cats her favorite mug off the kitchen counter*
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russetruse · 2 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup!
Day 7: Prideful Rally
I am very glad I was able to finish this before the end of Pride month. So here is another installment of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup! With Day 7: Prideful Rally! Dio is definitely Shining his Pride flags happily and blushing. Gigi just taking the picture of this wonderful boy. Pastel’s make me so happy, and seeing Dio wear his flags happily makes me so happy! So here’s your boi @lizadale enjoying Pride month to the fullest.
There are Alts below if your curious to see Dio without his sunglasses, and the background that I spent hours and hours on that ended up being completely covered by Dio. Trust me I am insane with this challenge.
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I love these alts and worked very hard on finishing these for you all before the end of pride month. I enjoyed this piece and had a lot of fun making it a reality. I tried another new shading style and I hope you all really like it. And remember, Have a wonderful Pride Month! May your colors shine!
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russetruse · 3 months
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I know I don’t post writings here often, but I wanted to write something for @lizadale’s Dimigi!au. I don’t know Libby if you dream about the Dimigi!au but sometimes I do. I blame you sis. But also I added a lot more since you read the smaller version, enjoy almost 3k words on only part one of many.
Sorry it is written in 2nd person, but I blame Libby for getting me to only function in this style of writing but I can’t seem to write in any other prospective anymore lol.
I color coded characters, but what sucks is that this one doesn’t have black so I can’t use one of my original colors for characters speak. So the color I planned for one character had to move to the heart and the hearts color was originally black >:[ But I hope you enjoy.
Calamitous Revelry
Part I
Luigi Prov
CW/TW: Trauma, abuse, triggers on abuse, mentions on drowning/strangulation
You run your fingers through his greasy, tangled hair. Every time he goes on a mission, it seems he neglects basic bodily functions. The longer he’s off on one of his Merloo missions, the more worried you become. It brings you back to the days of the Castle, how he only seemed to eat when the other members were shoving food in his face at the required meetings. Even back then, his mask didn’t hide much from you. He had long given up before joining that group. It just frustrated you so much, he puts his own well being always being last on his list.
”Can you be more gentle?” He spoke very softly, but the voice cuts through the silence. His fragile, small body, leaning against the frame of the claw foot bathtub. It knots your stomach seeing him like this. Why did he always do this? Why was being away from you for any extended amount of time so collapsing to his mental state? Were you the only thing keeping him from self-destructing?
”Sorry. You really knotted your hair this time. I am trying my best to be gentle.” You reply softly, not wanting to cause him to jump and flee. This was close to being just as bad as when you found him almost dead in the deteriorating remains of Castle Bleck. Dimentio being caked in blood and dirt. You were hardly able to handle how much came off of him then, but even this was trying to match up to that day. Right now, the bath water was darker than your tan skin. You click your tongue, a Dio habit that you had seemed to pick up sometime throughout the course of living with him. Very glad that you had rolled up your sleeves above your elbows before even starting to wash him. And the water being this dirty before you even started to actually scrub his body! You click your tongue again in annoyance and frustration.
You knew Dimentio wanted to teleport away. Especially after he walked into the house. Well walked was even an understatement. He half floated, half dragged his feet across the threshold when he opened the door to your entrance. You swore he was going to collapse there in the entrance if you hadn’t been there to grab him and hold him with your own weight.
What shocked you more was the jester actually complained as you fondled him in worry, going down your own checklist in your head as you did so. First, checking him for injuries since he did have some blood caked on his clothes, and you weren’t sure if that blood was his or another’s. Which raised even more questions that you knew he wouldn’t divulge answers to you. So giving up on even prying into the matter, you scoop him up bridal style, and rush him up the stairs. Your lips placing kisses on his scars around his left eye, making sure to not miss a spot and to distract him from what you had planned ahead.
He started struggling in your grasp as you started running warm water in the tub of the finished guest room and declothed him. The caked on clothes were a pain to get off of his dirtied skin. Through the frustration of removing the clothes piece by piece, you confirmed at least most of the blood on his clothes were not his. Which did not lighten the feeling of comfort you wanted from his return, it concerned you more. Whose blood was this and did they deserve such injuries from him? But you shake your head, another series of questions you would not get answers to. You needed to get him clean before you would even get any chance to put food in his system. Let alone would your mind allow you to put him on the back burner and cook food when you knew he needed to be cleaned up right away.
The jester complained as you worked on completely bringing him down to his birthday suit, still double checking for any injuries that may need stitches or extra care. He complained to you until you submerged him into the warm bath water, that’s when his demeanor changed. He then held onto you as if his life depended on it. As if the water in the tub would drag him below the water's surface and take his last breath. You also knew if you looked away, he would quickly teleport away. And your goal to get him cleaned up would long be abandoned.
It takes you way too long to comb out the knots and grime out of his hair, but this makes you feel a bit better. Well, until you wrap your arm around him; your forearm resting across his chest and placing your hand under his armpit. It always takes you by surprise at how tiny he is, not just in height, but in size. Your body is giant compared to him. And you were use to being called “too skinny”, but even you didn’t complain to the man you held in your arms.
You lean forward, and with your free hand, you begin to drain the dirty water in the tub. You really needed to replace it with fresh, warm water. His body tenses at the water starting to run again to refill the tub. The jesters heart was beginning to race in a panic from this. You press him tighter to you, slowly soaking your own shirt. What good did you get from rolling up your sleeves to only press a wet twink to your chest. But still, you do not let him pull away, hoping that he can feel your heartbeat through the wool top. Yet you also hope that he doesn’t feel the Chaos Heart beating as well in your chest.
”I am NOT letting you go.” You whisper softly into his right ear, your mustache tickling it. Dimentio squirms in your grasp, fighting his own instincts to flee. Every nerve he had, you knew told him to get away quickly. You bring your lips to his ear, pecking it with a soft kiss. His body squirms more at his own signals being challenged. A challenge to fight staying and be adored by you or flee due to the rising water in this situation.
”I won’t let you drown.” You speak sternly to him, not sure if it was in assurance for you or him. You start to nibble on his ear, your free hand grabbing the washcloth and rinsing it under the spout.
You can feel his fingernails dig into your arm as the water rises above his hips. You wince at this, but start to scrub the dirt and grime off of his legs and feet. You take extra time on his swollen ankles in another attempt to calm him. Letting your hand through the wash cloth slowly message his swollen ankles to make sure he didn’t do more damage to them then what appeared on the surface. You find yourself at a loss when you run the washcloth over his ribs. Your stomach turns seeing the jester's ribs through his skin so easily that you could count every one of them. It upsets you so much that he is neglecting himself when he is away from you.
”Luigi.”
You grumble, tightening your grip, mumbling under your own breath. Why was he like this? Why was he so willing to throw his life away? So many cared for him. He had more worth than he thought or believe he had.
”Luigi!”
You can feel your own anger bubbling and building in your body.
No one.
No one.
Not even yourself. Not even in the dreamscape. Not even against the chaos heart, or even in your own dreams, were you willing to throw your life away so easily. A growl builds in your throat and comes out through your own words. “Why are you like this?”
“Lui!”
Thu-Thump…
You freeze up, your body stiffens at your own thoughts. Only Dimentio was ever able to rile up so much negative emotions in you. King boo wasn’t even able to do this to you.
“Lui-“
Thu-Thump.
You feel his fingernails claw at both of your arms now. Digging deep enough to draw blood.
Thu-THUMP.
The nails dig deeper and deeper into your arms, clawing down from your elbows to your hands. With what little nails the jester had left, were tearing at your arms. You knew he feared water, but this was ridiculous at how much he was trying to get out of being cleaned by you. You tighten your grip to this, growling loudly in frustration and anger at Dimentio.
THU-THUMP!
Water splashes onto your pants, snapping you out of your own thoughts. The buzzing sound in your ears is replaced with the sound of splashing. Your eyes widen in shock as you quickly pull your hands away from his neck. Your arms and hands dripping from blood from the number he did on you.
You watch him in worry and shock as the ancient quickly yanks himself from under the water's surface. Dimentio’s body was shaking uncontrollably from fear, coughing and gasping from the need of oxygen that deprived him. You were unsure of how long you had held him under, but the water he was coughing up said enough. His lungs were trying their hardest to clear the water that you had forced into them. The ancients eyes never leave your bloody, shaking hands.
No…
No.
No! You would never do that to him.
Never!
THU-THUMP!
You can hear the heart beating loudly in your ears and chest.
”I’m sorry Dio. I-It wasn’t me,” you stutter though a shaky voice, “I promise. It was th-“
You reach your shaking hands towards him in assurance. But the second you do, the familiar sounds of the jester teleporting away before you can even finish your explanation. Your eyes now staring at a bodiless bathtub full of fresh water, with swirls of red in it.
”C-Chaos H-Heart….” You finish, your voice trailing off to a soft whisper.
THU-Thump…
You let your arms drop to your sides in disbelief. The heart had found another opening, this time by your emotions. It had taken advantage of your emotional loophole, and went after what was the biggest threat to it. The one you loved…
It wasn’t you. You would never do that to him.
Never…
Never!
The image of Dio’s scared. No, scared was an understatement. He was terrified. And when you closed your eyes, that expression from Dimentio showed on the back of your eyelids. The bathtub overflowing, starting to soak your jeans and socks.
You needed to fix this. But could you even fix it? You stand, ignoring the tub overflowing and slowly flooding the bathroom. Your soaked socks splash in the water as you walk over to the sink, ignoring your own discomfort. You pick up the phone with shaky hands. You were having such trouble dialing the number correctly on the keypad, that you changed to your call list and clicked the forth or fifth recent call down.
You lift the cell to your ear and after a few rings you hear an ecstatic voice that didn’t match the feelings you were having right now.
”Gigi! It’s been a while. What-“
”Mimi. I fucked up badly. I need Nassy’s help, now. It’s too much to explain. Please…Please tell her it’s urgent.”
”That bad? I’ll get a hold of her ASAP. Keep your door unlocked Gigi. You better be ready to explain then.” You hear the phone click to Mimi hanging up and you drag yourself out of the bathroom. Your wet socks slush against the carpet of your guest room, and you force yourself down the steps. The house sounds oddly silent, except for the sound of what you believe is still the bathtub running. You must have forgotten to turn off the water, but you don’t seem to have the energy to bring yourself back up the stairs.
You bring yourself to the couch and work on removing your drenched socks. Your hands are shaking so badly that the simple task is more of a challenge than it should be. You discard your socks on the floor near you and you pull your legs up to you on the couch, making yourself as small as your body would allow you to.
You bring your eyes to your hands. Your hands rough with calusis from all the tinkering and hard work you did, middle class work. Though it had been a while since you had seen blood oozing from them. You shake your head.
His body was so small, so fragile. He was so easy to force under the water with your hands. It was even easier to wrap your fingers around his thin throat and start squeezing. He would have been easy to break, easy to finish off. You could snap him like the twig he was. Would anyone really miss him? Didn’t he deserve to be dead? He still attempted to go after IT. He still wanted to go after his original goal with the heart. He wasn’t a fighter, he was weak in that aspect. You could so easily break him, all you would have to do is grab his neck and snap it. He deserved that.
“Enough!” You yell to no one in particular, grabbing at your own greasy hair. Heck there were times you would have never fought those thoughts after everything he had put you through, but these thoughts weren’t your own. You growl at yourself for letting the heart dig into your thoughts and emotions over Dimentio. He confused you so much and had your emotions everywhere. You had anger towards him, frustration, confusion, annoyance, but most of all…you loved him.
Thu-Thump.
You grasp your shirt above your own heart. You couldn’t imagine a day without him anymore. You wanted to spoil him with affection that he was long deprived of. You wanted to show him what the world should have long given him. You so badly wanted to let him figure out what the true meaning of his emotions towards you were. Why did this relic have to be such a problem, and everyday you were losing more and more to it. You bite your bottom lip. You couldn’t lose to it, so many would fall if you lost. It would return to where it was taken from. It would reopen the void that you had worked so hard with your friends to close. If you could rip it out yourself and stop it from what it was made to do you would, but you were already told what that outcome would be.
A loud bang on the door causes you to jump from the couch, almost hitting your head on the ceiling from surprise. Only for the silence to be followed by the door slamming open before you can even take a step towards the entrance. The voice booming louder than the door hitting the wall or knocking combined.
“Ye here lad? We rush’t here as fas’ as we coud. Dimensoon stil’ a’ problem withoot tae wee yin crossin’ tae gap fir us.”
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russetruse · 5 months
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Twinktober: The ultimate soup
Day 10: Layered Madness
I am still alive! Just my health has been pretty bad recentally. But I am still striving. Welcome to another unpaid Installment of Twinktober: The ultimate soup! Day 10: Layered Madness. I don't know I just wanted an excuse to draw Mafia!au Dio' Sorry about the lodge podge of Coloring styles On this one I kept forgetting which brush /had been using, oops. But I enjoy the way it turned out. So enjoy @lizadale's Dio in an alley with unexplained "ketchup" on himself. Enjoy the hidden spoils on this piece; the crews hidden spoils and other ones spread throughout.
below the cut is an alt version I enjoy as well.
Tonight at 11, Breaking News With Toad News! More info on the recent missing person cases!
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russetruse · 1 year
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup
Day 9: Imps Spell
I am currently still working on editing my first chapter/part of Spm so I decided to throw in another twinktober piece. Here is Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup day 9: Imps spell. You can blame @lizadale for me having to draw an imp Dio. This class fits him so well. Poor underwhere Gigi has his hands cut out for him. Another new style attempt and a new line art inking pen test to see if I like this one.
Enjoy. Jumps into the river of twygz. The hands are calling me.
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leticiapml · 1 year
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@lizadale Dio visits the Siren!AU. Today they're teaching Pirate!Dimentio how to swim.
Whether he likes it or not.
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russetruse · 2 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup!
Day 6: Sweet Tooth
I am back from the depths of my art isolation to bring you another installment of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup! With Day 6: Sweet Tooth. A combination between my own soft cell and hard cell shading. I originally was going to just deck dio out in candy assortments but chose against it and went pastels with him enjoying a candy store that we clearly know he’s not paying for anything.
Why does @lizadale’s Dio pull off everything >:c I want his talent to do so. Now the assortments of candies you can find in this wonderful candy store is: Crown Cookies, Thwomp Iced Brownies, Flaming Pops, Flowercicles, Shellbreakers, Podo-males, Boomellows, Item Mystery candy boxes, Fire Flower Cotton Candy, Bean Bean Jumping Jelly Beans, Pokey Puffs, and Fuzzy Konpeito. Just to name a wonderful few. I had a lot of fun with friends coming up with these candies.
I really hope you all enjoy this scene I worked hard on it and really love how the piece turned out. I hope it makes up for being afk for three months no posting!
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russetruse · 2 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup
Day 4: Pastel Shadows
I have returned from the depths of Shadow’s Prison after three (3) months of downtime. I bring you another piece of Twinktober. Originally this piece was to have Shadow Prince Dio in it then Libby decided to release actual son of Shadow artwork. My heart screamed at the pastel pallet and I squealed. I had to redraw Dio in this piece. I felt his outfit had to match mother’s a bit more with his own personal twist on it. I hope I hit the ground running as hard as I left it previously. Cell shading again….at least in my style of it.
So say hello to the true Shadow Prince Dio. And if you were to touch a hair on his precious head, you will have to answer to Mother Dearest~
@lizadale Enjoy me drawing your Shadow Queen for the first time ever. I hope you enjoy this piece as much as I do. I am vibing so much to this.
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russetruse · 3 years
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@lizadale I hope you’re ready, because this ancient is the main feature of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup. I am having fun sketching this bipanic boy. I had fun making a new art style coloring this. He is going to get a new outfit everyday. I’m only a little behind, they’re all sketched I just decided to add…shading and that spiraled. Enjoy.
Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup
Day 1: Sheer Fabric
I hope you’re all ready for the rest of these prompts. I made my own list of prompts. I’m just a little slow Lining them but I promise they are all sketched! Here comes the goods everyone! I think I may do all the prompts in this style
Thanks Liz for everything you do. I can never express it enough. So I hope the gifts of spoiling you with Dio art is enough to say thanks 🤍
Alt version Below. I spent way too much time on the gradient of the dress that you cant see well on the final piece.
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russetruse · 3 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup
Day 2: Radical 90’s!
This one took longer than expected because I wanted to put my all into this theme. The 90’s were a hit in adding color to everything. And I am 100% sure Dio would have loved the 90s! Black lighting, arcade carpet, bright colors, and the style. @lizadale enjoy your Twink rocking the 90’s like he’s living in it. I told you liz, he was to be featured in my prompt list. And you get ALL the spoils >:3
Enjoy Dio stuck in the 90s everyone. Hopefully the next one I throw out a lot quicker than this. I am falling behind!
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russetruse · 2 years
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Merry Christmas Everyone. 🤍
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Here’s a sketch I’ve wanted to see of my friends @lizadale’s colored for so long now. That I did a very quick coloring myself of it. I too sadly ran out of time to do the coloring as detailed as I wanted to. And the fact I’ve been having trouble drawing recently this has helped me a bit out of my own burnout. Enjoy Liz’s Sketch lined and gently cell shaded. Also enjoy my handwriting.
Included below is a bonus edition, an animated GIF Version of this wonderful artwork. (Cw/Tw: Flashing lights Please Be careful!)
Have a Merry Christmas everyone.
Don’t know why but my CSP decided to make dios eye look slightly yellow. Weird effect got tired of fighting my CSP. I am just going to vibe with it as I am too tired to do any more editing to this. Enjoy the effect and my lovely handwriting.
Have a lovely Christmas.
Shhh I know I am late…
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russetruse · 3 years
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@lizadale Say Hello to my most outgoing piece in a while in another installment of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup! This one took about two weeks but I say it was well worth it! I went all out on this one. I wanted to put him in a dynamic scene and wanted to play on it. Man did I hit the ground hard and kept running! I believe this is one of my best pieces to date. Enjoy this spoil fam. 🤍💜💚🖤
Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup
Day 3: Scalawag Pirate!
I had soooooooo much fun with this. I am extremely giddy over this piece and can say I’m very proud of myself. It was worth the two week work time. I have never been so proud of myself seeing the final product vs the middle of it in flats where I was going to abandon it. I’m glad I decided to finish it!
Enjoy!
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russetruse · 2 years
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Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup!
Day 5: Bipanic STEM!
Welcome to another installment of Twinktober: The Ultimate Soup! Day 5: Bipanic STEM!
I return with what started it all. It’s been two years since I did my first piece of Dio for @lizadale. Plus we needed some feels again. In honor I wanted to toss that mask back into a piece! Though this time its falling apart more, and crumbling. And yes….the “splatter” is still on there, because we always need some feels. Finally, I decided to do the honor of coloring it all in my painted style. And man has it changed since I last painted. I enjoyed doing this artwork and I’m proud of the direction I am heading in art wise. Enjoy the irony of Dio with the mask he can never leave behind and Fracktail ride through the clouds.
Bipanic STEM was an interesting prompt. A white glove thrown down before me and I had to accept. Of course Dio already covers Bipanic. Yet, I had to make sure he had the colors of the flag, though in a more pastel coloring. Then STEM was thrown down at me as a duel glove and I accepted the challenge. What does STEM mean? Stockings, Tight Pants, Eyeliner, and Mesh Top. I wanted to do Dio in asymmetrical stockings and tight pants, I went between shorts and knee high pants. Eyeliner is clear to see, but I had to add some pastel on Dio as eyeshadow, how else would he pull the outfit fully together? Finally the Mesh Top, I went fishnet Mesh Top, because I see Dio leaning more towards those then a full fabric mesh.
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russetruse · 3 years
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I could not pass up drawing Dio in the UnderWhere Dress. Luigi the Moon having to deal with Dio the flamboyant UnderWhere troublemaker. I swear when Dio makes his way down there, he will be flaunting this dress daily. Somehow Luigi just put up with him.
Enjoy @lizadale’s Dimigi UnderWhere fashion style. I had fun making this in my style. XD
Below is an extra you may enjoy seeing...
Enjoy a Di(tt)o Version...I...I had to OKAY This will never end... <3 I’ll start running now....
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