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TDM 019 : ALL THE LEAVES ARE...
| TDM 19 |
Uploading user data to environmental systems. . . please wait.  Augmentations c̴̦͋o̷͓̺̘̓m̸̮̈̾́p̸̻̃l̵̠̱̤̅e̷̢̧̺͐̃̽t̸͈̓ḙ̴͙̓͘. Proceed . . .? Y/N > Y  Your eyes blink open to the blinding glare of overhead lights and the sight of a pair of glassy mechanical eyes boring into your own. The face above yours moves like liquid mercury, forming an approximation of a figure that you recognize and trust implicitly: a friend, a loved one, a caretaker. Perhaps even a god or a goddess. From its lips fall the patterns of a language that is strange and robotic, and yet familiar to you: Welcome to the N̵̩̈́̓ä̶͇́͂͘m̸̠͒e̴̞̻̾ͅl̷̹̄͝ḙ̷̺͗s̵̳͊̀ṣ̵̱̚ͅ ̶̧͒̄Í̴͔s̵̡̛̺̍̓ļ̵̥͖̄͛͌ḁ̸̳̟̒́n̵̻͑́͗d̴̩͕̰̂̊̔ Darkness overtakes you once again. I. Arrival  When you awake, you find you have washed up on the otherworldly pink sands of an impossibly beautiful beach, the tropical scenery spoiled only slightly by your seasickness. New arrivals, waterlogged and covered in sand, will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed! Feel free to explore the Island, all is available for your use. Stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether an apartment in the City, a shack on the beach, or a bigger space at the House of Worship with friends. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each arrival's home. II. FALLING OVER YOU  The fall scenery and change in foliage continues into the new month. Leaves of red, orange, and yellow cover the trees and always seem to be falling, carpeting forests and dirt footpaths with the soft yet crunchy debris. Even the chillier temperatures don't seem to be going anywhere just yet. Maybe you need to head over to the tailor's or another clothing shop to get warmer outerwear. Or try the latest fall flavors at the Steaming Carafe Café. Everyone will get free hot chocolate that tastes like something warm, comforting...almost nostalgically familiar. There is even a shifting in the Island itself, a new area opening for visits. Wetlands with canoes for easy travel shaded by a thick canopy of trees, including dozens, branches an array of colors as they slip into fall themselves. Take one of the canoes from the boathouse or take a seat provided by your friendly robot helpers and you will find yourself on a leisurely ride through the waters. The robots are especially insistent on you not taking the ride alone and will find someone else to ride with you (or more than one someone). As you take the long route through the wetlands, you'll find two paths you can take, both lined with weeping willows to the point light filters through only when the wind blows. While Route A will seem normal and uneventful, taking Route B may find branches touching different parts of your body as you go. And you might even find those parts of your body suddenly begin to tingle with warmth and arousal. You may even move away from the willows to avoid the sensations, but somehow, someway, they reach out and continue to touch you. The more you try to avoid it, the more insistent the willows seem to become. They might even seem to tug at you, as if to try and remove the clothing that blocks them from reaching your skin. And the warmth will spread across your entire body, leaving you all the more aroused and in desperate need of relief. Completing an auspicious act will alleviate the symptoms, but if you resist until you reach the final bend of the ride, you'll find a beautiful waterfall where both routes meet. Touching the waters nearest to the falls soothes some of the heightened arousal, but a skinny dip will remove it all together, if leaving you chilled and in need of a cuddle your ride buddies will hopefully be willing to provide. III. HELLO, PLUMPKIN!  Along with the shifting foliage and cooler temperatures, pumpkins have sprouted all around the island! Some are attached to thick, twisting vines, others are randomly in places one might never expect. How did those pumpkins get on your roof? Or in your hammock? Did you put that pumpkin on your doorstep? A mystery has unfolded... Until the robots request your help in Plumpkin harvesting! No, no, not pumpkins. Plumpkins These odd creatures feline in nature...if cats were fluffy on top and pumpkin on the bottom. They enjoy causing mischief this time of year as they toddle or roll themselves around the island, putting pumpkins in odd places or playing pranks that some people might even first believe are caused by cherub dragons. But while cherub dragons are generally benign and playful, Plumpkins don't care if their pranks cause trouble, injury, or anything else. They are as chaotic as they are adorable. The robots will impress the importance of getting them calmed down and returned to their Plumpkin Patches and offer credits to anyone who helps in this round-up. Robots will even provide seeds that some Islanders may remember coming from a certain skull sunflowers. Plumpkins love these seeds and most will gladly follow anyone if a promise of more is there. Unfortunately, the supply is limited so you may just have to find a skull sunflower field and collect more. Do be wary of the potential effects of getting any of that sap on you... IV. GOOD WREATH  The robots continue getting into the seasonal mood, decorating the Island in the colors of fall, even in the areas not affected by the changes. They even invite all Islanders to their Autumn Wreath Craft Show! Wall to wall wreaths are lined up for display before they are taken to decorate the various doors, lampposts and shop windows around the Nameless Island and there are long tables where you can try your hand at making some yourself. There is a variety of supplies you can use, from different types of leaves, small dried fruits and vegetables, especially gourds, flowers (even skull sunflowers!), twines, ropes, and branches. Everything you could possibly need. But you may find that some of the items you pick do more than reflect your taste in wreaths, but also have an influence on you in return.
Load Simulation . . .? Y/N READY: Simulation 1.1 Tenebrae Town  Your consciousness comes to you in the midst of a dense autumn forest. You haven't been asleep. You stand there, fully clothed, but perhaps not in your usual attire - perhaps you're wearing a belted tunic with trousers and leather boots to protect you from the cold ground, or a long and modest dress with an apron and a hood, hand-sewn in natural fabrics. The chill in the air and even the smell of the dirt and the trees are not like those of the Island. This place feels old, a strange energy crackling in the air. Some may recognize it as a very ancient magic. In the distance, colorful lights dance between the trees. Approach closely enough and they look like fairies, but they are always just out of your reach. Are they leading you somewhere? No - if you follow them, as they seem to bid you, they will only lead you deeper into danger: a snarling wolf, a sudden drop into a craggy ravine. They are mischievous, sometimes cruel little things. You'll never escape this forest by yourself. For as long as you are alone, the night is interminable - days long, it seems. Are you the determined sort, willing to choose a direction and continue walking no matter what, or will you give into despair of being hopelessly lost? With any luck, it won't take you long to find out that your only way out is with the help of someone else. Only by agreeing to work together will the dawn finally break, and your path into Tenebrae Town will become clear. Should you refuse, or never cross paths with another Islander? Maybe the wolves will take you in. OOC Notes:To accommodate our smaller community and split-setting environment, TDMs going forward will be open to old and new players for top levels! Please state in your subject line whether you are a TDMing a new character, or top-leveling with a character currently in the game! Voting for Audience Choice Awards for Prompt III will be held in November. Threads should be started by the time you submit your entries, but need not be finished in order to win! Entries will still be valid if they include characters who TDMed but did not apply to the game. ALL participants in the contest may handwave one small Augur reward request equivalent to an incomplete thread reward. N A V I G A T I O N |
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He can fuck Xiao Xingchen later. Eating first.
Once Xiao Xingchen is seated next to him Xue Yang scoots back in close, touching their shoulders and hips. He leans a bit of his weight against him as he eats as if everything is back to normal. Sure, maybe there would be more flirting, more conversation, more cuddling and kissing or touching. But this is good for now.
By the time he finishes he's gotten a bit of icing on his chin without realizing it, and his anger from before has passed. ]
Daozhang, that was really tasty!
[ He turns to Xiao Xingchen with a grin, and without thinking about it, leans in for a kiss. ]
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Yet he's rooted to the spot by the warmth he also missed.
That should be all the more reason to scoot along the seat away from Xue Yang and not indulge this much, but before he can force himself to, he feels the man's lips on his own, the taste of the sweet cake on them.
He makes a faint, surprised sound into the kiss, suddenly feeling light and melting into it in spite of himself. Now that the two of them don't around every day, he feels like this much less often. It doesn't matter, anymore at least. It's only a matter of the body. Whatever happens to the body isn't important—just... he knows, knows he is making this too easy for Xue Yang, making him feel that both of them still want to bring back what they once had.
That's when he manages to pull himself away and whip his head away from Xue Yang, his face already flushing pink up to his ears.]
I-If you're finished, I'll take that...
[His hand shoots out to grab the cleared plate, ready to hurry off again.]
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It feels a little too cold on his lips for someone who isn't bothered by chill once Xiao Xingchen pulls back, and Xue Yang considers pulling him into his lap now. Either way he's determined: he's going to make sure he has more time with Xiao Xingchen. It's been far too long spent without him when he belongs to Xue Yang. They need to go back to normal soon. ]
I have another thing when you get back, daozhang.
[ So you'd better come back here when you're done with that. ]
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This gesture feels futile to begin with, since Xue Yang will surely try for more than a kiss. At least he can try to not look like he wants it, too. Not too much. Xue Yang would surely use that against him well.
He emerges from behind the front counter again, walking to a stop at the edge of the table. Some droplets of water still cling to him, one rolling down his collarbone. Rather than sit again, he expects he might need to bring out another order, though he also gets the feeling that whatever Xue Yang alluded to isn't as simple as that.]
You had something for me?
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Well even if it is, he'll certainly cool off soon once they're outside.
Xue Yang holds up his device for Xiao Xingchen to see, showing off the screen. It's displaying the cafe's app, with a completely filled stamp card listing several options for a redeemable reward. Specifically... ]
We're going on a date.
[ He says it with a bit of pride and satisfaction in his voice. With this, he'll definitely get plenty of time with Xiao Xingchen. The last place they went together wasn't a date (right?) and it's not like Xue Yang plans to do anything romantic with this excursion either, but even still it had seemed to cheer Xiao Xingchen up prior to whatever had happened when they got back home. This way the two of them will spend time together again, and Xue Yang is pretty sure he'll manage to fuck Xiao Xingchen before it's over if all goes according to plan. Calling it a "date" so it qualifies for the reward is convenience; it's not like Xiao Xingchen can complain that it's not a date until it's over and too late for him to object, anyway. ]
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Xiao Xingchen should have known because of that.
As he looks over the device's screen, he almost isn't sure of what he's seeing. Then he realizes—it's that? They only ever used those point cards as a fun little thing between the two of them. Now they're used as something that would actually be used for something close to their intended purpose. Xiao Xingchen has given his word to honor the reward requests, if because he owes the Augur so much. After what the entity has given him, he figures it's only right to provide as much of the energy it desires, no matter how embarrassing it might be. Since the only one with the gall to use it for anything more than free food was this man sitting before him, he almost forgot about this system.
After another several seconds of looking between the screen at Xue Yang, he straightens back up, unable to keep some of the confusion out of his voice as he responds.]
I... if that is what you wish, Master.
[His arms cross under his chest as he steps out of the way, letting Xue Yang step out and... lead them onto their date, he supposes. Along with the confusion and the incredulity, he follows that with a little apprehension. this is all too strange of a situation that his anger hasn't resurged yet.]
What shall we be doing on this date?
[It's simply not knowing what comes next that feels uneasy. Whether Xue Yang has some elaborate plan or claims the date is them going straight to the apartment they used to share for sex, knowing even a little would help.]
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[ Maybe sex after? He doesn't mention either way.
Regardless, he starts to lead Xiao Xingchen towards the boats. Once the two of them are out of sight of the cafe, abruptly and without any warning Xue Yang is back to his own form. He turns to Xiao Xingchen and grins. ]
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Though he blinks in surprise when he turns his head around and sees Xue Yang's usual appearance. Well, he had given a reason for that that some thought already, and came to the conclusion that that's why he never saw Xue Yang around. Perhaps it's at least some respect for Xiao Xingchen's deductive abilities that he remembered to never let "Xue Yang" appear where his "nameless friend" regularly appeared.
He raises an eyebrow, looking thoroughly unamused. He must know that he got Xiao Xingchen good to keep up all of this. The slight irritation leaks through with a response he might have bitten back before.]
You have no one else eager to accompany you there?
[In all of his keeping busy, Xiao Xingchen hadn't gone out to explore the outer regions of the island as much, the isolation leaving him with thoughts he would rather not consider. So this new area comes as a surprise, and definitely worth scouting. Even if Xue Yang will be his companion for it, at least they can manage something useful.
Still, needing to bother him at the cafe makes something about it feel suspicious.]
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[ He grabs Xiao Xingchen's hand and tugs a bit, but continues to walk at the same pace. His grip is a little too tight to be casual, as if he's maybe worried about Xiao Xingchen running away on him even now.
(Certainly it's not anything so sappy like he's actually missed him.) ]
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Soon enough, he does see something different about the terrain at the very edge of his vision. They're trees unlike he's ever seen here. Perhaps he might have seen them in the brief time he lived outside the mountain while he had his sight, but many details blended together in his mind since then. Aside from all of the things here he's sure doesn't exist in their world, he can't help but feel curious about bringing more sights he didn't get to see or only saw briefly.
He cranes his neck as if it would give him a better sight of the trees from here, eyes widened in curiosity.]
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Daozhang, are you going to stay like that? You'd be taller if you changed back.
[ He leads the two of them to the boats, and once the robots there have happily confirmed that there are in fact more than one of them going for a ride, they allow the two of them on with no fuss and full eagerness. Xue Yang makes sure to take the oar before Xiao Xingchen can. ]
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[Not that this being mere business seems to bother Xue Yang any, but he might as well say it to make the boundary clear.
A little quieter, under his breath:]
My usual form would tear these clothes apart the moment I turned back.
[So it really isn't a reasonable option at all, no matter how he approaches it. The thought of being taller isn't so bad, but even while in this form, Xue Yang's now-greater height doesn't change anything between the two of them. Though why Xue Yang cares is a bit of a mystery. Does he prefer Xiao Xingchen taller? Trying to keep this boundary between them is proving more difficult than he expected, needing to restrain himself from asking so many things. That he actually still has curiosity about the man and has to restrain himself from these questions is already something he needs to correct.
At least the scenery catches his attention, peering further down the river at all of the bright red-yellow foliage by the coursing waters. Further down appears to be those strange trees that caught his eye earlier. Despite his reluctance for this "date" to begin with, this part is engaging enough that he doesn't have to consider who he's with too much. There's other sights to look forward to and charge ahead into.
Stepping into the boat without moving it at all, he seats himself primly and looks over to Xue Yang. The man appears fine with directing the two of them and taking control whenever he can, but it doesn't matter, as long as Xiao Xingchen isn't expected to take an active part in this.]
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At some point when Xiao Xingchen is distracted looking out at the trees Xue Yang transforms back into his disguise. Somehow it feels as if it fits the situation better, if Xiao Xingchen is going to stay like that. Maybe because "Xue Yang" was never seen around the maid cafe, and here he is in a boat with a maid.
Without a word he pushes the two of them off from the dock and out into the water, setting them adrift on the slight current. He's not the most skilled at this; he hasn't piloted boats that often, though he's had a bit of practice with this particular variety already at least. Soon the two of them are drifting into the shade, branches thick overhead with a multitude of colors. He knows that it's a little while until the island starts to play its tricks along this route, so for now he might as well let Xiao Xingchen enjoy the scenery a bit. ]
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Something about them looks soft and inviting, with how they sway and surround the two of them. (There isn't much wind inside here, but it must be stronger on the outside, he figures.) In a graceful turn of his wrist, he reaches out to take one low branch in his hand, the leaves sliding across his palm with a warm sensation in their wake. That warm feeling also feels suspicious, but he can only figure it's the light fuzz covering the leaves that give that feeling.
(Does he just have a habit of explaining away anything potentially troublesome in his mind?)
One branch leads his gaze down to that familiar face again, now covered in dappled light from between the willows. It's a face he's only known for a year, yet it's inextricably connected to the years they knew each other before that day they encountered each other in this world's woods.
His expression softens as he watches that face, framed between the low-hanging branches. Some terrible, deep-seated part of him still wishes that Xue Yang was just a little more careful. The thought of wanting to live a lie should disgust him, and his shame for still wanting it - for continuing living with that lie for a moment while he knew the truth - may never go away. In that sense, Xue Yang might have already "won", but Xiao Xingchen could never let him actually know that. It's the only bit of face he has left between them.
Lost in thought, with his gaze stuck on Xue Yang's current form, he doesn't see the branches behind him start to move closer.]
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At first he's focused on steering the boat, but it doesn't take long before he realizes that Xiao Xingchen is looking at him. He turns to look in response, but his attention catches on something before he actually speaks. He's not sure what it is, why his words hold in his throat as he looks at Xiao Xingchen framed by the leaves ever-encroaching from either side of them.
The orange contrasts brightly against pale skin and a monochrome outfit, a color palette not much different from Xiao Xingchen's usual clothes. Even in the overcast lighting of the dense foliage he stands out, unmissable, like a single point of light separate from the rest of the world.
Xue Yang wants to own that. He does own it. Xiao Xingchen is his.
If he were paying more attention he probably wouldn't have assaulted Xiao Xingchen with so many branches at once, but he only notices the amount of them when they start to encroach on the tip of the boat, and by then it's already too late. ]
Daozhang--
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If he's to be more reserved with his trust, he thinks in exasperation, he should at least start with any plant that he can't cook!
At first the situation seems fine enough as long as he can pull them off of him, but he should have known this wouldn't be as easy to deal with as Plant-bro (after the first time). The warmth seeps in from every one of the numerous branches all at once, what was light and faint at first now surges through him in a multiplied force.
Without a consistent outlet, the sensation is instantly suffocating, his lower half in near-tear inducing pain from the intensity of the sudden arousal. His eyes fly open, the world around him a blur as tiny noises escape his agape mouth.
Curling underneath the skirt, hooking under the front and the sleeves, the branches start pulling the dress up and off. His awareness returns to him just enough to try to twist his body and pull away - even with no idea where to - when the branches manage to undo the bow tying the apron around his waist. Now with less holding the dress in place, it only takes one more quick tug before he can see the bottom of the dress above his head.
Xiao Xingchen had picked up a strange habit in recent times, which he might have his "friend" to thank for. Now, the only piece of fabric revealed underneath the dress is the garter belt holding up the stockings.]
W-Wait...!
[Gripping the side of the boat, his trembling arm reaches out to the dress that grows further and further away. The willows take the opportunity of his distraction to start brushing against more of the bared skin, the many branches closing in around him tightly enough to hide him from Xue Yang's sight for a moment.]
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He feels a loosening at his waist as his belt comes undone and he manages to at least grab it before it gets carried away, but suddenly the branches are thick enough that he can't even see Xiao Xingchen anymore-- ]
Daozhang!
[ He forces himself forward, rocking the boat as he lurches towards Xiao Xingchen and somehow manages to take hold of him even despite the confusion from the scenery. Then in what's probably a misstep down he goes on top of him, separating him from a good number of the branches and instead feeling the odd caress of them along his own back. Even through his clothes the stroking of so many makes heat burn in his spine and settle in his cock, and as he holds himself up above Xiao Xingchen his robes are loose as if trying to curtain them. The assault from the branches has him hard and breathing heavy, and with Xiao Xingchen beneath him like this he has no incentive to stop himself from leaning down and initiating a heavy kiss. ]
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He hardly feels his back against the floor of the boat, only recognizing a shift in his position and a more solid, substantial heat atop him.
His legs lock around the man's waist as he holds them both together tighter, trying to fuck himself on his cock despite the pants still in the way. If he was close to tears from arousal before, he can only cry into the kiss now, desperately hoping the man won't make him wait any longer.
At least the man's pants are loose, without the belt holding them... all he would need to do is to pull the front down—]
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But those branches haven't given up entirely just yet, and a couple manage to snag his pants enough to pull them down just far enough. Suddenly there's nothing between the two of them, and Xue Yang gives a loud groan into their kiss as he suddenly thrusts forward and straight into Xiao Xingchen. ]
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These trees must have broken down some dam that held back the desire of all the nights they would have spent together. The force overtook him so suddenly that unlike every other time he had some other way to redirect his arousal, he could think of nothing but finally sating that physical need he ignored for (what feels like) so long. Squeezing around him tightly as if with the same desperation of the rest of his body, he could almost come from this alone...
His tongue rolls around the man's while trying to gasp for air, even the heat from the kiss amplified by the willows.]
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He didn't expect it to be this easy, or this intense, but the fact that Xue Yang had planned this at all is almost completely gone from his mind at the moment. The branches of the trees caress his back as the two of them float along, continuously stoking his arousal. No sooner does he get a bit of relief with one thrust then he already needs the next one. This is far more than what had happened to him here before. ]
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Xiao Xingchen doesn't recognize any pain himself, even as he's pushed harder into the boat's floor, the pleasure eclipsing it with ease. When the head of the man's cock hits the sweet spot deep inside, he's as if stunned, limbs losing their strength like the feeling of soaking in heated waters pouring into them at once.
His eyes start to roll back, his crescendo of moans still muffled by their joined lips.]
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Daozhang... daozhang...
[ This is what he wanted. ]
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One hand moves over to caress the man's face as Xiao Xingchen tries to focus on it once more. Where he once thought he'd seen the images of two men overlap before, now he only sees the one he thought he lost, an illusion should have dissipated once he learned the truth. He tries to force himself to focus on the face—his eyelashes and lips tremble with a strange, fluttering emotion as he meets that gaze.
His back arches off the the boat in a sharp, sudden jolt, and a shudder sweeps through his body. With enough force to make his lower half ache, the inner walls squeeze tight around his cock, pulsing wildly as slick rushes out. Now uncovered, he has nothing to quiet the cries that turn higher and higher in pitch.
This face and voice shouldn't have a name, so he doesn't call out one.]
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Daozhang...
[ It slips breathlessly from his lips and he comes as well a moment later. His fingers clench on the one hand holding Xiao Xingchen's body as he slams his hips forward a couple more times before finally stilling, panting for breath above Xiao Xingchen.
He hadn't intended for them to jump straight to sex like that so quickly, but he's far from complaining. He lets his breathing get a bit more under control, then leans in to start another kiss while the heat of his orgasm is still washing through him. ]
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