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Post by tomackze on Dec 19, 2011 21:49:33 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam impatiently checked his watch constantly as he waited in the Lake Campsite area for someone to show up. He had recently entered an online database hoping to find love as he had struck out so many times already and started to feel a bit discouraged so he thought it would help. The image he had of the girl, whose name was Azita, was a pretty attractive one. She appealed to him and he wanted to learn more about her, she was also a coordinator which intrigued him a bit as he had one ribbon but also a defeat so learning to be a better coordinator would be nice.
He waited there impatiently for her to show up, hoping she did not just ditch him or something. And as he waited, Kayla was next to him, wagging her tail as she stood there. He had started to develop a real bond with his Skitty, which disturbed him a bit because it just showed how desperate he truly is. Where his only affection comes from a pokemon...
::Skitty:: Giving him attention. Sad I know! |
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 19, 2011 22:32:11 GMT -5
Azita slowly approached the campsite, unamused by the location. It was pretty, she'd give it that. However, she was going there to do a contest battle, and nothing else. Seeing a person's outline, she figured that was the person who had challenged her to a practice contest battle. She just needed the experience, in order to eventually battle the contest leaders. Having someone to battle beforehand will give her an idea of what to aim for.
"You wanted to do a contest battle? she asked, pushing her hair out of her face. Seeing the Skitty made her feel slightly out of place, as it was giving her trainer some attention. It reminded her of Asad's personality, in the way he's just very friendly to everyone he meets. "I'm not going to lie. This is my first trainer battle of any type." she said camly, looking through her bag for her pokeballs. She tried to stay calm, as the nervousness started to creep back. It felt like those guys were following her from Unova all over again.
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Post by tomackze on Dec 19, 2011 22:44:47 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam loved pokemon battles more than anything else in the world, but at this specific moment he was not looking for that at all. Instead he wished to have an interaction and actually get to know the girl better, he thought they were in for a nice little date but instead it seemed she wanted nothing else but a battle. He sighed and quickly nodded his head. "Sure, we can have a battle. But I thought it'd be better if we just sat and chat for a bit. You know, get to know each other." He said.
Kayla quickly ran up to Azita and looked up at the girl. She continued to wag her tail as she spoke to the trainer, not knowing if she understood anything coming from the feline's mouth. >Hi! What brings you here? You are pretty! You two should totally date!< She said out loud. She sure was blunt!
::Skitty:: Chatting! |
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 19, 2011 23:36:03 GMT -5
Azita was startled by the little pink cat. The Skitty ran right over to her and meowed loudly, which caused her to bend down and pat her head lightly before going over to sit down. "Fine, we can talk for a bit." she said before sitting down across from Sam. She didn't know what he wanted, but talking a bit would be fine. "Well what did you want to talk about."Taking out a pokeball of her own, she let out Asad, who began running around, happily before stopping in front of the Skitty. <Hi!> he chirped loudly and gave her a hug with his wings before trying to look around for things he'd find interest in. It made Azita sigh, as he was being too curious. He could fall into the lake or something with the way he acts. Soon, he walked back over to his trainer and plopped down right next to her. ::Torchic:: Looking around the area.
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Post by tomackze on Dec 20, 2011 0:39:34 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam smiled when she agreed to talk to him as it definitely beat having to just exert himself in a battle at the moment. He quickly took a seat next to her and began to talk to her also. "We can talk about anything. Like I am curious to how you decided to be a coordinator over being a trainer?" He asked, his Skitty already gotten bored and going back up to her trainer and purring while he pet her.
But when she sent out her Torchic to look around, Sam started to have a burning passion in his hidden parts right now. Boy! That was such a rare pokemon and powerful one right there! He kind of wish he battled her now since he definitely wanted to try out his Skitty against that type of pokemon.
But talk was better right now! It was a date after all... At least to him. |
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 20, 2011 1:21:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=width,420,true] [STYLE=float: left; width: 90px; height: 90px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 15px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 20px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 50px; height: 60px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 10px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 6px;] [/style]
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Feeling as if she needed to explain herself, she took a deep breath before looking at the person she was about to face in battle. "You see, I'm a street performer in Unova." she said, getting that gut lurching feel of getting chased once again. She didn't want to get too into detail about why she came to the region. All she cared about is that she was there now. As Azita didn't feel like showing off her abilities to this kid who seemed to be a few years younger, she decided to change the topic to him. "Why did you become one?" she asked. She felt even more awkward with him. Azita felt awkward over the location. Why call the battle all the way out here, when there was that beautiful trainer's lounge with battle rooms. She just kept her mind focused on thinking of attack ideas.
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Post by tomackze on Dec 20, 2011 1:33:48 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam laughed when she saw that she was a performer herself. So many thoughts rushed through his mind until she said she was a street performer... Then even more thoughts popped through his mind. They were mainly sexual, because he was a 15 year old boy with raging hormones. "They allow those kinds of performances on the streets? I thought |
[/i]Those can only be private?"[/b] He asked, he was definitely hinting at something that wasn't really even there. And when Kayla spotted the Torchic, she quickly left Sam once more and went over to the little chicken. >Hey beauty. What's your name?< She asked the Torchic, she sure was a flirt as she wagged her tail around the Torchic. And she quickly began to meow next to it. It was sort of a weird sight as normally one would never see a cat with a chicken but weird things happen in Cheyenne all the times! At the meantime, Sam heard Azita's question and quickly began to ponder his response. "Um... I consider myself more of a trainer than a coordinator. Although I do wish to become good at both." He said to Azita. ::Skitty:: Just chilling. [/size][/td][/tr] [tr][td] [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: ... CREDIT: Lunar of OTE[/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 20, 2011 3:22:51 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=width,420,true] [STYLE=float: left; width: 90px; height: 90px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 15px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 20px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 50px; height: 60px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 10px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 6px;] [/style]
[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #4c382c; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]S LIGHT FLOODS *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/1156.png); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #4c382c 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] A NEW TONE FOR THE COMING DAWN… [/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS --- ❚ TAGS someone ❚ NOTES text text text text text text[/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;]Azita felt her hand tighten into a fist. How dare he hint at, let alone THINK she was a prostitute. "I'm not some alleyway hooker. I'm a contortionist." she retorted hastily, with a twinge of anger in her voice. Are guys REALLY this simple-minded? She quickly stood up, and arched her back as if she was doing the limbo. Instead of stopping, she continued until her head reappeared between her legs. "See?" she said somewhat still angry over what he said.
Completely ignoring his trainer, Asad just chirped happily next to the Skitty. <Hi! I'm Asad. Nice to meet ya!> he said back to the pink cat. For once he ran into a friendly Pokémon! It made him so happy that he could actually make a friend without being held hostage by a crazy Pokémon or attacked by an annoying one. Sure, it was odd that he was a bird talking to a cat, but who cared. He didn't. Asad got a new friend!
Extremely happy
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Post by tomackze on Dec 20, 2011 9:54:45 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam saw what Azita could do, and instead of apologizing for his slide comments he went and made another one because he clearly wasn't thinking straight in the moment. Or he was having his different body part do the thinking for him. "Wow... You must be real popular." He said out loud. With no emotion at all so it did not sound like an insult, although it was. He was too fixed on her and her flexibility to even realize what was coming out of his mouth. And Sam could not move his eyes away from her, he looked like a predator, a stalker, someone who had just gotten out of jail and haven't seen a lady over ages. It was beyond creepy actually And he might have even drooled a bit...
Kayla smiled when Asad talked back to her and she quickly went up and opened her paw to try to tap him on the back gently. >I'm Kayla. And tag you are it!< She said as she started to run away from Asad hoping that he would chase after her. She sure was a playful little one...
::Skitty:: Tag you're it! |
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 20, 2011 15:22:18 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=width,420,true] [STYLE=float: left; width: 90px; height: 90px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 15px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 20px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 50px; height: 60px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 10px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 6px;] [/style]
[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #4c382c; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]S LIGHT FLOODS *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/1156.png); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #4c382c 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] A NEW TONE FOR THE COMING DAWN… [/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS --- ❚ TAGS someone ❚ NOTES lololololol[/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;] Azita became even more peeved due to no emotion in the comment. Obviously he didn't care. His mind was completely in the gutter, and there was nothing she could do about it. "With that type of attitude, you won't even get NEAR the chance of being with it." she said, staring daggers at the trainer. If looks could kill, then she'd have murdered him one thousand times over. But then again, he's still young. And as young people are with relationships, he's naive as fuck. "Here's a little tip for you. Don't say anything inappropriate to a female right away." she commented, tone of voice mimicking her stare. She wanted to just get out of there. Deciding to battle this little pervert was a bad idea.
Asad hopped up and started chasing after the Skitty, excited. While their trainers weren't getting along, he didn't care. They were having a fun enough time just with each other. <Get back here!> he let out a chittering chirp, like a laugh. He knew he could use Agility to catch up, but that wouldn't be too fair OR fun, for that matter. Instead, he just scurried as fast as he could after her.
::Torchic:: Chasing Kayla
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Post by tomackze on Dec 20, 2011 16:19:18 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam quickly gulped when she replied to him and he started to twiddle his fingers a bit while he listened to what she had to say. "Yes ma'am?" He said, with a pitch to show his confusion as he could not keep his eyes off of her at all. The way he looked at her was similar to a predator and it's prey. He just could not keep his eyes off of her as if he was waiting for the correct moment to pounce and just get satisfied. The 15 year old hormones really clouded his thoughts and judgment. He was unable to do anything else at all, but stare like a little creepy boy who had not hit puberty, which ironically explained Sam pretty well.
While the two were having a really dramatic show off, Kayla was totally loosened as she was chased by Asad. >Haha you are so funny! How you like this?< She asked as she blew a kiss at the Torchic after in hopes of attracting it to her and allowing her to have more fun as she continued to run from her target. She was a pretty devious pokemon, a true heart breaker. But yet so innocent that it was almost as if she did not know what she was doing at all...
::Skitty:: Used Attract |
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 20, 2011 18:42:36 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #4c382c; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]S LIGHT FLOODS *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/1156.png); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #4c382c 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] A NEW TONE FOR THE COMING DAWN… [/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS --- ❚ TAGS someone ❚ NOTES text text text text text text[/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;]Azita just had enough. She wanted a contest battle, not some awkward little pervert thinking it's just a date. "Do you know what, fuck this." she said, as she quickly walked over and picked Asad, up, who was trying to get at the Skitty. "It was a mistake to come here for a contest battle." she said, and started to storm off. Of course it wasn't going to end well. He was just this little creep who wanted to hit on her and/or oogle her body. She wasn't going to let him continue doing that.
She turned back and glared at her supposed 'opponent'. Azita had enough of him. In fact, she thought he was WORSE that the scary guys who followed her. "I'm more than a fucking eyetoy." she mumbled as she walked away. Asad just looked over her shoulder at his new friend and her trainer. As sad as he was about not being able to play, he felt like he wasn't going to complain this time.
::Torchic:: Sad, but listening to trainer.
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Post by tomackze on Dec 20, 2011 19:24:42 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam felt really bad after for oogling her so long as she decided to simply walk away and leave him there to be alone. Forever alone. He quickly called out as loud as he could before rushing over to her, hoping she'd stop so that they could talk this through. "I'm so sorry about what I did. You know, it's hard being fifteen!" He laughed as Kayla was next to him and smacking her tail against his leg.
"You know what, why don't we just have a contest battle right now? I feel really bad for what happened and I know you came for that eventually. We can have one so that you at least accomplish something tonight." He said. Kayla was still out. Ready for anything if need be.
"I remember the rules for the second contest before they went on hiatus. So we can use those for our battle." He smiled. Hopefully they could do everything on it. Although this lake wasn't the same as the water city arena. Although it was pretty similar...
::Skitty:: So sorry! Lets have a contest battle?
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Post by airceltrai on Dec 23, 2011 22:46:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=width,420,true] [STYLE=float: left; width: 90px; height: 90px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 15px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 20px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 50px; height: 60px; background-image: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/Azita.png); border-radius: 10px; border: #4c382c solid 3px; margin-left: 6px;] [/style]
[STYLE=float: left; background-color: #4c382c; color: #fff; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; text-shadow: #fff 1px 1px 1px; padding: 5px; margin-left: 10px;] A [/style][STYLE=float: left; color: #222; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -3px; padding: 4px; 2px 4px 0px;]S LIGHT FLOODS *[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h170/Taveren2341/1156.png); width: 450px; height: 80px; border-bottom: #4c382c 6px solid; border-radius: 14px 14px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 14px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 14px; margin-top: -40px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: right; color: #222; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 4px; margin-top: -19px; margin-right: 8px;] A NEW TONE FOR THE COMING DAWN… [/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; text-align: justify; color: #c2c2c2; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding: 1px; padding-left: 122px;] ❚ WORDS --- ❚ TAGS someone ❚ NOTESLOLNOPE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #c2c2c2; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; padding: 0px 30px 10px 30px;]Azita growled. She wanted to get out of there fast, but the trainer wanted to battle now. However, not even that was going to make her want to stay. "Just get the FUCK away from me." she hissed at him.
Azita wanted to smack him so hard. No...not smack. She wanted to BEAT his ass. "You think I still want to battle after the way you just stared at me like I'm a piece of fucking meat? Not gonna happen." She said, continuing to walk away. This guy creeped her out WAY too much. "See ya...Oh wait. I'll make sure that won't happen." she said, continually walking away as fast as she could down the path.
[/style][STYLE=background-color: #66584f; color: #434343; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px; text-align: right; padding: 0px 10px 5px 0px;]made by ayu of btn [/style] |
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Post by tomackze on Dec 23, 2011 22:51:45 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam quickly sighed and felt really bad for the way he treated her now as she wanted nothing to do with him at all. Not even have the pokemon battle. He was simply trying to flirt with her a little and show that he had interest in her, but it turned completely wrong and instead made her run away from him and never want to see him again. He quickly sighed and took his stuff from the lake and decided to pack up and leave. Well, that was one person he had lost. He did not think too much of it though, what happened happened. If it wasn't meant to be, it wasn't meant to be.
He quickly sighed and just left the scene.
-Thread closed now. Thanks Air! <3 |
[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: ... CREDIT: Lunar of OTE |
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