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zlo-sovs-lifeboat · 1 year
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Did a knight mech a while back, dunno how tumblr threads work, but i might as well try to show off the process, step by step.
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maiawrites · 2 months
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//--Mermaid's tears--//
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((Closed RP with @rockstar-roxie))
Bede leaned against one of the pillars supporting Hammerlocke Bridge, idly watching a wild Greedent run about and collect berries under a tree. The sky was overcast, as it tended to be at this time of year in Galar, and Bede hugged his arms to himself in the slight chill. He was waiting for Roxie to appear so they could begin their search for a Galarian Zigzagoon. Bede scratched his palm, where a thin claw scar stretched over his skin underneath his glove. A Galarian Zigzagoon... he'd run into trouble with those in the past. Partly, this little outing would serve to prove to himself that he's capable of catching one, if he so chooses. And it would serve as a way to calm his jittery nerves.
Most of all, though, it was a way to spend time with his friend. Though he wouldn't admit that so readily.
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tweetingukpolitics · 1 year
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make this a thread
(that one minecraft skeleton song that dan bull made) (why am i doing this) Weeeeell, hello again, Freind!
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Man To Engine part 5
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Assuming all of the weirdness are part of it
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doomalade · 1 year
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Behind the Scenes / Meta Commentary on RWBY: Amity Mega Thread.
I kinda want to take this time to and make a post detailing the kinda behind the scenes and processes that I went through while making this fanfic.
It’s nearing a full year that I’ve been working on this (the anniversary is June 1st I do believe). So I kinda. Just want to have a place to share and ramble on about what goes on inside my head while writing.
I started this fic when I was fresh out of high school and I have been struggling through college. The first 10 months was spent purely note taking. I was bing watching FRWBY and started to compare it to canon. Mostly V1-4 that is. Some parts of canon I really loved, such as the food fight or the Tyrian fight, or the lore. Man the lore is still something I think has me hooked to RWBY to this day. Of course this was a time when V8 was the last bit of RWBY content, so I was very not happy with the state of the show. So, I decided to write my own rewrite!
It was full of cliques and most of it took things either directly from FRWBY, canon, or other rewrites. This would become apparent to me down the line but for the first 3 months, it was nothing but making an outline for everything I needed.
It was a 10 Volume plan, structured into episodes that I would use as chapters. I think it was about 20 “episodes” per volume and it followed canon very closely. I only managed to write up an outline for one chapter, the very first one, and it was basically Salem and Ozpin’s talk from V1E1 mixed into the color trailers. It kinda worked out well because the last line of “a more simple soul” lined up with Ruby’s appearance in the Yellow Trailer. I also used the fractured moon as a transition, to really allow everything to feel connected. I had all of the color trailers happening in a single night, which looking back still feels like a cool idea.
Some parts of the original draft/notes have managed to remain a thing to this day. AroAce Ruby, Qrow being Ruby’s dad, Cardin being saved by Velvet, and Pietro and Maria having Ciel as their daughter are a few that come to mind.
Some more notable parts were scrapped when I later reworked the story into an AU. The Bees happening in V6, Summer turning out to be alive in the end, and Ironwood heroically sacrificing himself to slow down Salem. Some of those even if I wanted to keep now, would have no place in the story I’ve crafted today.
A story, with plots that I have planned out. The original draft didn’t have that until V9 and V10. The rest of it was basically canon retold. V1 ends fighting Torchwick, V2 ends with the Breach, V3 ends with the Fall of Beacon, etc. Anything else “original” was a long list of head canons that took up over 100 pages on Google Docs. My notes were all over the place and some conflicted with others.
I believe it was October that I decided to move from a rewrite to an AU. That was also the time that all of the stuff about RT came out and made me look back at some of the things I was going to include in my fic and made me realize: “Well I’m just repeating things that I find problematic in the show in my fic so am I really improving or changing anything?” That along with the lack of original ideas and direction made me sit down and get to work reforming my fic.
Before I get into that I want to mention that I did V9 both in a good and bad way. The good is that I really focused on each member of RWBY in the Ever After. Ruby with her role as a leader, Weiss with losing Atlas, Blake with feeling like she betrayed the Faunus, and Yang not feeling like she was able to protect those who she cared about. They all would talk and work together to help each other get back to Remnant and work through their problems. The bad is that half of the Volume was Ever After, and the other half was in Remnant following several factions across all of Remnant trying to gain support for the final battle at Beacon. So it was all over the place and no one got time to truly shine. Also I think this was the time that V9 was beginning to be teased so I was also trying to quickly add in details to an already messy Volume.
Step 1 was to organize my notes, which I did over the course of October to December(2022). November I spent diving into the wiki and this is where my 300+ characters came from. Worst part is? That the wiki has 400+ characters, I had to combine names and cut down a bit to make sure that everyone fit into four person teams. It’s closer to 200-250+ characters subtracting the major ones like Ruby or Coco or Whitley, etc. The rest were character names on Qrow’s scroll in V4, the huntsman boards in V7, and obscure mentions in books and side content. These names are mostly made up of those who worker on RWBY the same way game devs will include their names to plaques or memorials in games. To this day, I only have 12 of these characters figured out. Most characters are in Mistral with the least being in Vacuo. Can you guess which one I did first?
But yeah, that should be it for the start of this AU fic/project/thing. I will try my best to continue adding to this in the future.
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cynical-gamer-media · 2 years
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A Plague Tale: Requiem’s Ending ruined the entire game and it’s beautiful message:
(I have edited this post: the ‘mental illness’ to ‘mental and terminal illness’ as I missed the words and only used mental in reference to a spoiler)
So I just finished A Plague Tale: Requiem and the ending absolutely destroyed the beautiful message (your terminal illness doesn't make you: you can still live and thrive) and ruined the entire game. 
(Major spoilers for the entire game and mentions of ableism under thread) 
The story is an allegory with living with terminal illness: you have good days, you have bad days, you do everything right but you are getting worse, you're afraid people will leave you at seeing your worse, you're afraid of hurting those you love.
Hugo mentions how he has ruined Amicia's future by her taking care of him, but she doesn't believe that because she loves him. Sophia says that she still likes him even after seeing him at his worst.
You find out that the previous Carrier (Basilius) was isolated and institutionalised against his will because he was 'too dangerous', which made him panic and activate the Macula. The game heavily criticises institutionalising those against their will and separating from family.
It is discovered that so long as Hugo has a loving network and the support he can live with the Macula. Amicia and Hugo wish to start a new life where they can live in peace.
The message of the story was about how no matter how destructive your terminal illness is (and how terminal health correlates with mental health) may be you still deserve to live and can have friends that love you regardless. There is no cure for the Macula, but Hugo learns to live with it. He can be happy. People love him regardless.
Only for the ending to say 'Hugo is far too gone (even though he has some control?)/too mentally unstabled, so you must kill him' and for Amicia to give up trying because... you can't win in everything? You can't save everyone? It's hopeless? The whole journey was pointless?
The story's message alluded that the ending would be that Amicia saves Hugo; there is no cure for the Macula, Hugo learns to live with it, they start a new life, and have a network of those who love and support him (Sophia and Lucas). What a beautiful message, ruined. 
Why didn't the game just end with chapter 14 in which by boat they go to the mountains to start a new life? Beatrice's death wouldn't have been pointless (which also destroyed the message of how so long as Hugo and Amicia have each other they'll live).
Asobo dropped the ball with the ending and ruined the entire message of learning to live with you terminal illness and living (with family and friends). Requiem is entirely ruined. Even Innocence by extension. Jesus, Asobo that was a godawful way to ruin Requiem.
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nightmarefuele · 8 months
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❝ I sure hope there’re no new patients. No, no, surely not today, see this. . . . ❞
❝ Bad impression, this makes. Worse yet, could encourage them. . . . ❞
❝ And so young. Oh, we the people, we sweet, innocent civilians of Gotham, how we want to see our youth rehabilitated. ❞
(Right. Suuurrrre. Well, maybe they’d say a thing or two the like, if any a’them ever looked up (or is it down?) at the place.)
Red and black and red and black. And white alight everywhere, looping tedium, all brash but it’s got no flare, and they say he’s the one with the complex? Boring hallways boring rooms boring courtyards boring everywhere so let’s see who’s laughing now
Red and black and red again. What’s black and white and read and red all over? Mouths on the walls, dripping. And this time it isn’t even pigs blood.
Just scissor papercuts, really, not a one-single plastic knife involved. (Because they got rid of those, first time having him around. Haven’t been back since. Suit themselves; just means he’s had to get more creative.) Anyway, some sorry shmo down in “Docile” ward’s gonna have their hands full’a red lines when they wake up.
Oh, and-uuhhh . . . Scaredy-Crow isn’t gonna be too happy about his missing mask.
❝ How many times are we going to run circles around the blocks before we sound the alarm! ❞ That’s Mr. Fitts, a slightly raggedy (and very old school) TA—teacher’s assistant, which he insists Is far more respectable than it sounds!—with these mayonnaise-colored slacks pressed to a firm crisp that he always manages to rumple. He’s shouting, across one of the sterile antehalls that loops toward the entrance of the so-called 𝒜𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓂𝓎, at one of four search parties. One of four inside.
❝ I will remind you to keep your voice down, Fitts, ❞ and that’s one of the female nurses, except she’s also called a ward, because here they’ve started doubling up on se-cu-ri-ty, ❝ or do you want to contract the principal’s wrath on a day like this one? ❞
He’s not so very far off. In fact, he’s underneath (but certainly not below) this particular stampede of reunifying jailors; he moseys along between the balustrades, these heavy pillars like pedestals for a far greater place than that which they actually uphold, except little peps bump his steps and so he’s bobbing with the rhythm of their fraying frenzy. Ducking—spontaneous, but fluidly, like the fizzing of his form is only another silly part of the whole silly play—straight out into the open entrance hall (where he’s blocked from sight by the floor under their feet, over his head). And it’s very open, with a grey sun slinging bolts into a murky puddle at one side by his shoes. The double doors to Arkhamore are open.
He’s borrowed one of the rEguLar-old pajama suits from faculty, the ones specially enforced on all “Isolation” inmates, although he’s what he likes to call a Solitaire. Anyway, black-and-white stripes, imperfectly fitted, sorta-rumpled ‘cause it ain’t easy getting out that box’a padded pillows then squeezing through the vents made for shoulders a lot smaller then slinging blood all over the portraits of the Arkhamore Founding Families and pledgers without getting a little messy about it.
Joker stands there looking lazy as a laid-back lynx. Murky, not-quite-black eyes peering up through the slits and stitches of a scarecrow sack.
Up; sideways, down; face slanting on a shoulder line, peering out those double doors. Open. Wouldn’tcha know it, suddenly that funny little ward’s warning—the principal’s wrath on a day like this one—makes a whole lot more senssse.
He turns. Arkhamore Academy repeated up in big, 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 letters at the hall’s total opposite end. Check-in lobby. Sees a bit of motion and starts to slink back into hiding—then does a double take.
NewnewnewnewNEW
The stampede splits up overhead, one half clobbering down the stairs. He’s gone before they even hit the second level. He’s a shadow person, hanging around, pressed right back up against a leftern ventricle of this hollowed-heart cavity that calls itself an ❝entrance❞ when it’s really more like a gate to Hell.
Ahh, but O where be the demon who guards it?  No nurse there at the desk, and yet this creature writ in sepia overtones has got this little piece of paper. . . . Curious.
Make it quick? Well, if that isn’t an invitation to just hang there, slouching sort of elegantly so, shadowed between folding walls, staring. Watching. Seeing What’ll she doDoes she bite? out his ugly mask’s stolen eyes.
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@miercolaes :// here.
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dxfiedfxte-a · 1 year
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Pre-Plotted Thread || @more-than-a-princess ||
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While the reoccurrence of being away from Sonia was a little tricky, over time, he had gotten used to it and the both of them even managed to put together a routine for whenever they could call. So even with the continuous cycles of being away, and then being together, and vice versa, the couple was doing just fine, and they were still going just as strong as they were when they started coming to the halfway point of their relationship, and now, here they were, the year was slowly nearing its end, with Christmas being only two months away when counting the rest of October.
Once the year would end it would mark the second year landmark of them being a couple, it was crazy to think that another year had come and gone so quickly when at the beginning, it seemed to drag on for so dreadfully long, that at times, it almost seemed like the year would never end, it was incredible how fast time would seem to pass, and so suddenly too. At the very beginning of their relationship, Minato was admittedly a little worried that the multiple times they would be away would negatively affect their relationship, but after doing it for this long now, this was something he no longer needed to worry about, they had been together long enough for him to be very much adjusted to their own cluttered schedules over the years.
After about four months of being apart for about the seventeenth or so time in their relationship, the couple finally had some free time, and by some odd, rare twist of luck, the two of them for the second time, had the exact same week off, and he wanted to take advantage of that. Thinking about what to do, Minato had a perfect thought, there was one particular place that he had always wanted to take Sonia, and now that the fortune of opportunity was finally smiling upon the couple, it was time to use it.
There had been many a time that Sonia had expressed her desire to know more about him, to know more about his past for a change, while he did talk about his past a few times now, there hadn't been enough for Sonia to paint a full picture of how his high school days were, and for good reason, how did someone tell their girlfriend of nearly two years now, that you used to fight creatures at a hidden hour that was unknown to humankind, especially the way he summoned his power. There wasn't exactly an easy way to tell someone that you had a power that required shooting yourself in the head with something that looked very close to a gun, but wasn't a gun at all, at least not the firearm type.
Who knew exactly when they would have another joint week of days off together? So now was the right moment for this trip, he wondered if any of his friends would be there? Though he doubted it, why would anyone be back in Iwatodai city after all these years? And despite the original Kirijo groups headquarters being there, his friend Mitsuru was most likely at the Shadow Operative headquarters like she often was since she was in charge of that place after she founded the organization herself. Sonia would be able to meet his friends another time, for now, he just wanted to give her that chance to finally know more about him, and this week, was the moment for it.
Minato planned this trip the exact minute he found out that they would share an entire week off, including Saturday, although the couple would likely be leaving to head back that evening since the trek back home was a bit of a long one due to being out on an island just off, close to the Kyoto region of Japan. There were two major ways to get there, through a bullet train, or with a private boat. Considering the fact that Minato and Sonia were prominent public figures in their right, the better and more appropriate option to maintain the privacy and secrecy of their relationship, Minato took the liberty of booking them a private boat to Tatsumi Port Island.
After Minato pictured her up in his car, Minato began to drive them to the port. The drive was about twenty-five minutes thanks to one quick route Minato knew of. Luckily for them, traffic wasn't that bad right now, so they would have no problem making their way over. As they conversed for the rest of the drive, Minato pulled up into the park and ride area for vehicles. Powering off his car and pocketing the keys, he unlocked the doors and exit the car, Minato pressed the trunk button to open it before shutting his door and locking it.
Once they grabbed hold of their luggage, the two met up with their captain and began to board. Because this was a private boat, there was a bedroom prepped for them should they wish to sit inside the lodging area and relax for the sail. The trip was about three hours, and exactly after that span of time, the silhouette of an island with a city skyline could be seen in the distance as the boat began to approach the shore and eventually reach the dock, and in a few minutes, Minato and Sonia were at the docks of Iwatodai City.
Just seeing the familiar shape and outline of the city he knew so well took him back immediately, the feeling of nostalgia came back hitting him in waves, even if his friends weren't here, he was excited to show Sonia the place where he had grown up, the place where everything began. Standing next to her as they step off the boardwalk and onto solid ground, dragging their roller suitcases behind them. Turning his head to look at her, he gives her a playful and cheery smile, next, he turns to face her, bowing his head like a tour guide would.
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[{ 🦋 }] - "Good afternoon ma'am, might I say, you're looking rather lovely today, my name is Minato Arisato and I'll be your tour guide for the day~" A playful little quip shortly before breaking the playful act after her reaction. He gently takes hold of her hand, his fingers not hesitating to interlock with Sonia's as if on instinct. Shortly after, he began to lead the way down to a nearby bench by a set of guard rails presenting a beautiful view of the ocean surrounding the semi-urban island city that he had once called his home.
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[{ 🦋 }] - "Welcome to Iwatodai city Sonia-Chan, the place, where I grew up. The hotel I booked us to stay at is a little far from here, so I arranged a carpool for us, they should be here in about ten minutes. So we can wait here for now."
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fluffyydumplings · 2 years
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Part One Of Namjoon Making me Cry My eyes off
- He and Yoongi sacrificed themselves to save everyone else in this fic I read… Like, I sobbed… Like Noooo…
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perditus-a · 2 years
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anonymous - lately i've noticed a lotof people have been hating hawks more and more because he's up endeavor's butt and has no visible problem with what he learned about him.
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unprompted // always accepting
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--> yeah I think that’s like? A real valid reason too! originally it was a lot from the whole twice thing, but that never made sense to me because hawks even tried to not kill him when he was probably just supposed to. but hating him for his “unwavering” support for endeavor right now is totally valid! 
I don’t necessarily approve of him ignoring the situation either. Though I do write him as such because it is apart of his character whether we like it or not. I do try to look at it more critically though. For me, Hawks is mainly trying to stay out of that? For now. He saw the Todorokis and is acknowledging their choice. It’s not his place to tell them how to feel or how to react. He was in an abusive situation with his own family as well. But in his case, he didn’t have any support for making his decisions. Nobody was there to tell him or assure him it was right. And he second guessed himself a bit while seeing the Todorokis, wondering if he was right to cut them out. I think he understands better than a lot of people do.. and honestly I’ve always taken it as him trying to support the Todorokis rather than Endeavor specifically. He has absolutely no right to tell them how they should react or belittle their decisions. When he showed Shoto support, I think he really did just want to assure him that his own feelings and decisions are valid. What he chooses to do is valid and he chose to offer support for him after he made a decision. He didn’t try to influence them beforehand, he waited until they made a choice before commenting. 
But also, right now there is quite literally a life or death situation going on. So it’s really not on his mind. He knows he needs to focus on their current task, because otherwise they can’t work together to succeed. See -> Endeavor not being in sync with the others during this latest chapter. There isn’t time to start yelling at Endeavor for his shit choices, their world is like falling to chaos. They have to work together because otherwise? They’re weak separate. There isn’t really other options right now. Endeavor 100% deserves whats coming to him after, I think he SHOULD be punished, but I don’t expect Hawks or the others to focus on that right now. I’m not really sure why people think he should.They can’t stop AFO and Shigaraki fractured. 
 This is all a lot of speculation at best though, and I’d never say Hawks is 100% innocent never do anything wrong. He does and I think if he were to just brush it off like it’s fine I think that would be 100% valid to hate him for it! And I really do hope , if he lives after this , he shows a stronger reaction to it all. Right now it mostly looks like he’s just blatantly ignoring it and I think? In any other situation that would be wrong. But right now they’re in another literal war. One wrong move and they’re dead, AND he has a handicap right now technically. ( Though they haven’t given much detail on those fake wings so i’m not 100% how hindered he is ). 
this 100% isn’t like me belittling anyones feelings either btw. I just like to talk KDFSB and I have a lot of thoughts with all the Hawks content I’ve been getting lately so my head is like super full with no outlet rn KJABFBJGSD
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maiawrites · 10 months
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//House of lies//
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bigfatbreak · 19 days
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Birds of a Feather previous / next
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#my art#feralnette au#birds of a feather#long tags#sorry I went apeshit in the tags#LETS SAY IT ALL TOGETHER NOW#I - M - A - G - OOOOOOOOO#its fun drawing marinette's back to Alya and having her appear stout and unstoppable and totally logical#and then you see her face and she's like two seconds from completely snapping and is keeping it together by a thread#as a note just because mari feels very certainly abt smth doesnt mean she's right. feelings can be valid and also irrational#in the throes of grief she decided it was better to be alone than to lose someone again so she started pulling away#and lila made pulling away very very very easy to do#shes also vaguely aware she's being unfair in pinning this on alya which is why she started spinning the drain on cockmoth again#legitimately all the shit that's happened to her wouldn't have been so catastrophic if he was never in the picture and she knows it#but the bitterness of her bestie choosing a fantastic liar over her at the worst of times stiiiiiings#alya's personal timing was bad but lila really took advantage of the fact that marinette had been acting off and weird#she basically clocked marinette as being unstable from SOMETHING and made up a lie about her#knowing she wouldn't have the strength to defend herself#between her social life going tachy bc of lila and losing fu in a way that felt like personhood death marinette was really put on the spot#and alya doing her thing of busting in there and assuming her bias is correct was a terrible combo#essentially marinette is highly unstable and alya is just realizing that#busting in and giving her a lecture when she's slightly hysterical and definitely delirious from exhaustion is NOT the way#to show her she's self sabotaging#cuz thats just gonna make her double down on self sabotaging. bc marinette will not accept that she is also a CHIIIIILD
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snowrosestudio · 3 months
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When you go, your footprints will fill with grass. Moss shall cover your tombstone, and as the sun rises, green shall spread over all, in all its shades and hues. This verdigris will overtake your swords and your coins and your battlements and, try as you might, all you hold dear will succumb to it. Your skin, your bones. Your virtue - The Green Knight 2021
Portrait of Dev Patel in his role as Gawain in The Green Knight. Acrylic paint and embroidery floss on Cotton. 17 inches diameter.
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skygenders · 1 year
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The shit show that Elon Musk just did…. he admitted to firing someone for being disabled (but did not let him know for awhile). I AM reading all of that
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