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Post by Jψηκσ on Jun 30, 2011 10:30:29 GMT -5
Vio had smiled down at her shellder as the pokemon's rock blast had worked. It was a fun game, and she was not expecting any sort of baseball references from her pokemon, but it was quite entertaining nonetheless. Margaux danced around, enjoying her small little victory, but it was short lived. The sentret was determined to win over Estelle's love, but what was the point now? Vio had withdrawn her little bunny.
The sentret's scratch grazed across Margaux's shell, and instinctively she withdrew. With a small sliver of vision, she backed away slowly, using their closeness as an advantage. With all of her speed and strength, she aimed for the sentret's white-ringed belly as a target, and charged towards the normal type. After all, she needed to impress her Princess Vio!
Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST hit by scratch used withdraw and tackle [DEF: +4] [DODGE: 1/3]
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Post by tomackze on Jun 30, 2011 12:29:52 GMT -5
[OOC]: We got rid of the 3 dodge rule so you don't need to keep count. It made it confusing as I thought you dodged an attack here... [BIC]: Sweet! He landed one more hit, but he was getting nowhere as Estelle was still trapped in that demon ball and he was still up against this poor Shellder who was making a mockery of him. The shellder came in with another tackle, but this time he was quick as he dodged the incoming attack and quickly began to focus his eyes on the Shellder for the next time he would attack. >Come on, please let Estelle come back. Please don't strip me of my love. Please! I would catch a grenade for her!< He said, hoping to win Vio over eventually although it seemed to be a lost cause. He had to defeat this Shellder it seemed, without that, he'd never even have a chance to see his baby again. ::Sentret:: (+3 defense) Level: 10 Gender: Male Ability: Run Away/Keen Eye Moveset: Scratch, Foresight, Defense Curl, Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by: Nothing Dodge: Tackle Used: Foresight
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jun 30, 2011 15:25:44 GMT -5
OOC || Hahah thank for lettin' me know! What would I do without your wise wisdom? lol
IC || Margaux was growing tired of this, and Vio could see it. The shellder heaved whenever she breathed, but she only stared back when the sentret had focused on her. What did this wily one mean to do by staring? She shivered, not wanting to think about such vile, vile thoughts! However, Vio only rolled her eyes. What did these two mean to do by having a staring match? "Get on with it!" She demanded, and whatever Princess Vio wanted, Margaux had to deliver.
The shellder did not take any precautions this time, mostly because her defense was already way high and she needed to take on the offensive role this time! With her tongue, she began to just chuck the nearby rocks. No batting games this time. Vio only smirked, watching the battle as it ensued. The pokemon on this route were just plain weak. The second she set foot at Electric City would be when things got serious. This folly was growing repetitive.
"Your precious buneary has no need for the likes of you," Vio smirked, answering for her pokemon. It was true. There was no room for the likes of those evil evil male pokemon. It would only taint her growing power! We all know what happens when boys and girls start to play with each other~
::shellder:: Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST used rock blast [DEF: +4]
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Post by tomackze on Jun 30, 2011 16:47:22 GMT -5
It was so hard being the Sentret. First he had to ignore the words of the trainer, then he had to watch out for the attacks. This time around, he failed miserably and simply was hit with both. The rocks shot him five times and brought him down to the ground, grimacing in so much pain while he tried to get back up. And the words hurt him even more as he had found the love of his life and in a matter of seconds, had her stripped away from him like that. >No one can stop my love for her! It is everlasting and endless! Try all you want but you will never take away what we have! It is so special and even though the world is against us. We will find away.< He said as he charged at the Shellder with a quick attack. >Estelle and I. We will take on the world together.< He said, hoping to give the Shellder a good beating to prove his words. ::Sentret:: (+3 defense) (Weakening) Level: 10 Gender: Male Ability: Run Away/Keen Eye Moveset: Scratch, Foresight, Defense Curl, Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by: Rock Blast (x5) Dodge: Used: Quick Attack
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jun 30, 2011 17:11:57 GMT -5
Before, when the sentret was shouting his love for Estelle, Margaux did hear him, but did not listen. The words were just so pained, and it hurt her to see her friend's lover call out to her like that! It was like those sad lifetime movies... or Titanic (it still fits, Titanic is on Lifetime)! He was jack, and Estelle was Rose. ....but Margaux was the freezing cold ice that held the disastrous iceberg!
"Oh! Oh my gosh! I have to stay in character~" The shellder realized as she began to bounce about, freaking out over this newfound revelation. Vio narrowed her eyes, trying to understand what went on in that shell of hers. "Oh my gosh, what are my lines? I must perform!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Vio had to cover her ears, "Just hit the damn thing!" She screamed back.
Margaux nodded, but her freak-out was returned with only an attack so quick she barely saw it coming! She was knocked backwards and she quickly became enraged. "YOU'VE GOT IT ALL WRONG. I'M THE ICEBERG. I. HIT. YOU." Margaux had yelled at the sentret. His courageous words all seemed so wrong, now that the shellder knew she was the antagonist of this movie! She aimed for the sentret, and charged towards it with all of her ice-bergy might!
::shellder:: Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST hit by quick attack used tackle
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 1, 2011 14:56:30 GMT -5
L-O-V-E [atrb=border,0,true] (Def +3) Level 10, Male Ability: Run Away/Keen Eye Moveset: Scratch, Foresight, Defense Curl, Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by Tackle CRIT, weakUses Scratch |
The Sentret was getting frustrated with this battle when the Buneary wasn't around to see it, but maybe it was for the best. Despite his raised defense, the Shellder's rock blasts had gotten to him. Especially when they were always bound to hit him exactly five times, it was rather devastating.
The tackle had caught him off guard, since he was glaring at Vio for being so cruel to him. It was the perfect chance for that Shellder to ram into his face, knocking him right off his tail and onto the ground. His fur became coated in some of the dry dirt below him, but with his fur naturally brown, it was not a terrible difference. He brushed some of it off, annoyed at the Shellder, but even more annoyed that he had failed to see that one coming.
<Well said.> He said bitterly to the Shellder, wondering how he should do this next. He didn't feel like running into a shell right now, so he whipped out his sharp claws. It might not work as well, but it was all he could do before going down from fatigue. He went with a Scratch attack at the Shellder, hoping to do something to the water type.
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 1, 2011 20:53:37 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] The iceberg had no weaknesses, and the iceberg always won in the end. Even in that horrible sequel to Titanic, Titanic 2. Just the thought of it made the shellder shiver with fear! The bad plot... the horrible acting... it was all an insult to Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet's hard earned work! Maybe the Pokémon Shop lady should not leave the TV on for such nutty Pokémon to watch~
Margaux's pondering had only left her open to attack. The sentret's sharp claws came into contact with her shell, an with a loud cry she rolled backwards to escape the sentret's blow. There were unsightly scratch marks now, and Margaux gasped. How dare they do this to such a beautiful iceberg!? Luckily, these wounds were not an permanent as her trainers burn scars.
"Finish this already, Margaux~" Vio singsonged, hearing enough of this folly. The shellder looked up at her, ready for command. "Withdraw and tackle!" She yelled out. The shellder bounced forward, and lunged toward the sentret, sucking herself back into her shell so the attack did not hurt her as well. Raising her defense was a bonus too.
Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST
hit by tackle weakening used withdraw and tackle [DEF: +5]
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Post by tomackze on Jul 1, 2011 23:48:27 GMT -5
It was frustrating being this Sentret over here. He lost his girl and now he was losing this match. Nothing was going his way at all and it was honestly terrible. You know what they say in movies? About how the good guy always wins and gets the girls? He believed that all his life but was starting to doubt it right now. He wasn't winning right now, and he definitely wasn't getting any girl. Everything worked for the opposite. It seemed like the jerk won and the jerk what everything he or she wanted. It was honestly too much to bare for him at the moment as he was whammed once more by the tackle. He quickly curled his body in once more, it was time to keep a tough exterior and show them that he can handle himself. They wanted to see him break down and lose everything he believed in. He wouldn't give them this satisfaction. Not now, not ever! ::Sentret:: (Def +4) (WEAK) Level 10, Male Ability: Run Away/Keen Eye Moveset: Scratch, Foresight, Defense Curl, Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by Tackle, weak Uses Defense Curl
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 2, 2011 16:27:46 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] This folly had grown on too long, and Vio knew she had to end it soon. This movie was going on far too long for her and the shellders liking. After all, the iceberg hit, and then all hell broke loose. Now, the iceberg keeps hitting and her opponent still stands, unfrozen. Vio let out a small huh as she pondered. Maybe the sentret would do well on her team. The pokemon was vigilant enough.
After a moment, Vio shook the thought off. The last thing she needs was a lovestruck sentret and a million buneary running about!
"Finish it, I'm growing bored," Vio yawned. The sentret curled up in a small ball, but the shellder wasted no time in gathering rocks and pummeling the sentret to pieces. One rock, two rocks, three rocks, four rocks. Finally, the shellder threw the fifth rock with the might of her tongue, and withdrew herself, ready for any retaliation from the normal type.
Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST
hit by nothing weak used rock blast and withdraw [DEF: +6]
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Jul 2, 2011 18:38:10 GMT -5
His motivation for the battle was slipping ever so slightly as another barrage of rocks pelted him. All of this suffering, and yet he still had no Estelle to calm his sorrows! The Sentret truly didn't understand what the trainer's problem was--all he knew was that Vio had taken his love away from him, and that could never be forgiven.
<You won't rid yourself of me that easily,> Sentret proclaimed bravely, but it was a weak ruse. His spiked defence was the only thing that had stopped him from fainting, and even that wasn't going to help him for much longer. <I will... emerge... victorious...> Despite strong words, his resolve was absent from even his tone at this point. <For Estelle...>
Such a beautiful Pokemon she had been. There would never be another. He didn't have the time to use his Defence Curl again, so he just gave it all he had and rushed toward Margaux with claws extended. It probably wouldn't do much to the withdrawn Shellder, but... at least he was trying? He was in love, after all, and that made a man do the stupidest of things.
::sentret:: Level 10 | Male Run Away | Keen EyeScratch | Foresight | Defence Curl | Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by Rock Blast (x5)! Very weak!Defence (+ 4)Sentret used Scratch on Margaux!
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 2, 2011 21:31:01 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] It was so sad. The sentret wanted nothing more than the love of Vio's resident normal type, but Estelle was soooo out of his league. Vio smirked. She might as well give him the luxury of seeing his love before he faints, and never sees him again!
The scratch attack hit Margaux, and this time leaving a new host of marks on her beautiful purple shell. Upon impact, the shellder slipped away, withdrawing into her sense of security: the very shell the sentret was attacking. She could barely hang on much longer. The only thing keeping the hsellder away from fainting were her incredibly raised defenses.
"Want to see your precious Estelle?" Vio mocked, knowing that it would tug at his little heartstrings. She threw the pokeball out into the battle, and out came the beautiful buneary he so longed for! "Oh, it's you!" She said, but there was something different. The sentret was so...dirty from battle, and Estelle was instantly disgusted. She scampered towards Vio, jumping up into her arms where she belonged.
Vio smiled, satisfied with her Princess' reaction, "Tackle attack!"The trainer called out to her ater type, and with a tired nod, but shellder lunged towards the normal type.
SHE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU.
Level: 9 Gender: Female Ability: Shell Armor & Skill Link TACKLE • WITHDRAW • ROCK BLAST
hit by scratch very weak used withdraw and tackle [DEF: +7]
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 3, 2011 8:15:00 GMT -5
Level 10 | Male Run Away | Keen EyeScratch | Foresight | Defence Curl | Quick Attack Personality: A perfect gentleman and has perfect manners. He's polite and kind. Has a soft spot for normal type girls. Hit by Tackle, Fainted+1 Level to Margaux( any stats can only be increased/decreased up to 6 ^^ )
The cynics among us would claim that the Sentret fainted from the tackle attack. That even with his increased defenses he was just too tired to hold on and continue attacking. But the romantics might claim that he fainted of a broken heart. The moment Estelle rejected him he lost all will to continue fighting and fell into a deep, dark sleep to escape from this world. He didn't say anything as he fainted, he just gasped slightly when the tackle struck him and he fell backwards, clutching his chest and his heart. He collapsed to the ground and remained still, only the dust around him moved as it settled back to the earth. CAPTURE POSSIBLE
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 3, 2011 15:29:37 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] Finally, the normal type had fallen alongside his pride and dignity. She watched the sentret, fainted and still, and almost considered capturing such a strong-willed creature.... and then decided against it. She then turned to her shellder, who was tired from all the battling. She quickly whipped out a potion, and sprayed the medicine on Margaux's scratched shell, mending her wounds.
The medicine felt cool to the touch, soothing almost, for the shellder. Then a white light enveloped her as she was quickly sucked into the cozy confines of her ball. The buneary jumped down and walked over to the fainted sentret. "I don't know what I ever saw in you..." She said, solemnly.
Vio began to walk down the route, and Estelle jogged to catch up. Vio looked down at her bunny, "Trust me, once we become champions, it won't matter anymore." It was one of the nicest things she said to Estelle, and her eyes felt watery. She at least had her trainer, and that was all the princess needed.
walking alongside Vio
used potion withdrawn
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Jul 3, 2011 18:20:07 GMT -5
Estelle might have given up on the Sentret and he on her, but there was one prissy femme on the route that was not so convinced. See, she'd been chasing after Sentret for weeks now, and he'd never reciprocated any of her feelings. What right did this bunny have to just sweep through the route and steal his heart? The heart that (for all rights and purposes!) should have belonged to her? None. Absolutely none.
In a bit of a huff, feeling put out and let down, the Minccino was bent on revenge. She'd tried everything to get Sentret's attention, everything! See, it had all started with a simple Cute Charm... he'd fallen in love with her purely by accident when they'd made contact, and then out of love just as quickly. But she still wanted him. Oh, life was so unfair!
Fluffing out her tail, she lifted her chin and stalked up to the Buneary. <You're not even pretty,> she said bluntly, sniffing slightly. <I don't know what he--nor anyone--sees in you.> Bit rude, wasn't she?
::minccino:: Level 8 | Female Cute Charm | TechnicianPound | Growl | Helping Hand Personality: A bit of a diva, thinks she's the top girl of the route, competitive. Minccino is being a diva!
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 3, 2011 19:44:46 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] High hopes for a smooth walk to Electric City were dashed as the sentret-estelle plot boiled to a new level. A minccino (the cutest minccino Vio had ever seen) had waltzed right into their path. First Estelle stopped, smelling drama off of the pokemon's gray fur, and then Vio. There was a confidence about the normal type, perhaps an angry confidence. Vio and Estelle both stared at the minccino, disbelieving the words that came out of such a cute creature's lips
"You're not even pretty, I don't know what he--nor anyone--sees in you."
The words hit home for Estelle. She was, after all, a princess. There was only room for one diva on this route. Vio only crossed her arms, looking down at her little buneary. "You gonna take that shit?" She asked, almost challenged her own pokemon, but Estelle huffed, "What's the point? I don't want to get my beautiful coat all gross and nasty. Meaning, I don't want to look like that" The buneary pointed to the minccino. Vio laughed. This was going to be great.
"Bitch, please, get out of our way or I'll force you out of my way," Estelle threatened as she stared down the normal type. No one messed with this cute little buneary. Not this whore, not anyone.
Level oo9 | Female Limber Splash • Pound • Defense Curl • Foresight • Endure
used foresight, staring the minccino down.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 4, 2011 15:35:18 GMT -5
Level 8 | Female Cute Charm | TechnicianPound | Growl | Helping Hand Personality: A bit of a diva, thinks she's the top girl of the route, competitive. used pound
Minccino was overly confident that she could take down this Buneary without any troubles. In fact she was sure that she would hardly have to lift a finger to destroy her. Of course Minccino hadn't seen her fight... of course she wouldn't fight her own battles. She had Shellder do it for her. "I'll show you how the girls on Route 1 do it!" She snapped her fingers in the face of the bunny-rabbit and then opened up her hand, palm towards Estelle to slap her across the face. It may have been called a pound attack, but it looked more like a bitch slap across the face than any sort of pound. It was personal now. Rejecting the love of Sentret and insulting her directly to her face were about all that the Minccino could handle before she took matters into her own paws.Minccino put a hand on her hip and struck an attitude pose. Bring it.
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 5, 2011 20:52:19 GMT -5
V.I.O [/size] "I'll show you how the girls on Route 1 do it!"
Was this really happening?
Vio rose a brow at the turn of events. Did this little minccino really just snap her fingers and bitchslap her little buneary? She felt angry, but there was nothing she could do. Estelle had to fight her own battles. All was fair in love and war, but if Estelle wanted to win, she would have to pull at the minccino's heartstrings and weaknesses. Vio sighed. There was so much she needed to teach her pokemon...
The buneary had no time to brace herself as she took the attack. This normal type meant business, and she felt humilated and mad at the minccino. Under her fur, Estelle's skin reddened where she had been slapped. "The girls on route one beat each other up for petty matters?" She glared, then a smile formed on her small mouth, "Classy." With a swift motion, she gave the minccino a taste of her own medicine: a bitchslap, or pound, with a side of sarcasm.
Level oo9 | Female Limber Splash • Pound • Defense Curl • Foresight • Endure
used pound.
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Jul 5, 2011 23:38:20 GMT -5
Minccino was furious as the Buneary hit her back with just as much ferocity, the 'bitchslap' jerking her head to the side. It hadn't hurt too badly, but she was all about dramatics--an audible gasp that would have suggested the events had been much worse burst from her chest. <How--how dare you!> A slight whine of worry left the diva's mouth as she glanced down at her beautiful coat. <You are going to mess up my tail, you monster!> As if to back this up, she waved said tail in the face of the Buneary and frowned.
Growling started in her throat and rose slightly. It was fierce and angry rather than cute and disarming, but she hoped that it would still have the same effect. Attack this! she seemed to be thinking as she glared at her opponent. <At least we are strong enough to beat on one another,> she goaded, <and don't have to rely on some pointless partner to back us up!> Her eyes glittered coldly as she taunted the other Pokemon. Oh, two could play at this bitch game.
Rushing toward her opponent and still growling almost manically, Minccino launched herself into the air and then swung out with a balled fist--a real pound this time.
Level 8 | Female Cute Charm | TechnicianPound | Growl | Helping Hand Personality: A bit of a diva, thinks she's the top girl of the route, competitive. hit by pound!used growl & pound!
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Post by Jψηκσ on Jul 7, 2011 14:16:09 GMT -5
The minccino started becoming more frazzled, and Estelle smiled as she saw this. Route one girls do not do it best, because Estelle did it better. The difference between minccino and Estelle was that Estelle was so much more refined, and she did not bother to start petty fights over some low-level tool. Now that the buneary thought about it, she figured he used those lines on any normal type with female parts between their legs.
"At least we are strong enough to beat on one another, and don't have to rely on some pointless partner to back us up."
What made this little bitch think Estelle could not handle herself? The buneary rolled her eyes, but was taken aback soon after the normal type growled at her. Another pound hit her across the face, and Estelle staggered backward. "I don't have a partner, and I could easily kick your ass by myself. She turned to look at her trainer, and Vio nodded. Estelle was all on her own this time.
Taking a step back, Estelle curled into a ball of defense. She began to spin, spin spin until she gained enough momentum. She thrusted herself forward, using the spinning motion and elongated her arm. If timed right, the pound attack would hit the other normal type right across the face.
Level oo9 | Female Limber Splash • Pound • Defense Curl • Foresight • Endure hit by growl and pound used defense curl and pound (attk: -1) (def: +1)
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Jul 7, 2011 16:39:20 GMT -5
Minccino gave a little self-confident 'hmph' when Estelle denied the presence of a partner. <Puh-lease,> she said, drawing out the word to add to dramatics. <Do you not think I saw you drooling over that fool of a Sentret?> she asked, rolling her eyes. <Your partner had to come out and save you from his disgusting clutches!> She was speaking of course about the Shellder, not caring that it was Vio who had taken Estelle back into the Pokeball and Vio that had sent out the purple-shelled Pokemon.
Plus, she was only insulting the Sentret because her fur was still ruffled by rejection. She was a drama queen and a jealous female, that was all that needed to be said. <I fight my own battles, darling. Don't you only wish you could say the same?> She was taunting now, sneering. She watched as the Buneary curled herself into a ball. A laugh brushed past her lips. <That's right, honey, curl up in shame!>
She was not expecting Estelle to spin at her with fist extended, and could only widen her eyes in shock before the impact. It was so fierce that it knocked her back, causing her to emit an exclamation of outrage and pain. Dazed, Minccino lay there for a moment before getting unsteadily to her feet and glaring at the bunny Pokemon. <You'll regret that,> she snapped accusingly.
Not even bothering to try and lower the attack--she was too angry to think--the Minccino rushed at her and swung out with a fist once more.
::minccino:: Level 8 | Female Cute Charm | TechnicianPound | Growl | Helping Hand Personality: A bit of a diva, thinks she's the top girl of the route, competitive. Hit by Pound! Critical hit!(almost weak)Minccino used Pound on Estelle!
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