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 Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:58 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem was now able to get a closer look at the vulpix. He was definitely attractive, and perfectly Salem's "style". He looked him up and down, his dazed mind not even realize that it was probably quite obvious that he was checking the other gijinka out. He wouldn't mind "teaming up" with this boy. At least this night would be interesting. Salem raked a hand through his long purple hair, his skinny fingers catching and breaking a few tangles. He couldn't help but feel a bit of an adrenaline rush. He was so excited for the first actually interesting thing to happen, if anything was going to even happen.
The butler-esque man entered the dining room once again. This time he was carrying a bottle of wine and a tray of wine glasses. He careful placed glasses in front of each gijinka, pouring them each a bit of wine. He assured them that dinner would be ready soon.
Salem frowned at this. "Wine is for pussies," he grumbled and pulled a flask of whiskey from his back pocket. He took a quick swig and winced before placing it back into the pocket. He couldn't imagine himself sitting their sipping wine in a rich house with other gijinka, most likely chatting about the weather. It was boring. And dammit, he was a rockstar! Rockstars don't drink wine! Or at least, that's the way the sableye saw it.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:22 pm
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x Edan had his eyes intently on the table before him, a very slight smile across his lips as he considered the unfolding of this night. But this small moment of contemplation was broken when he got that feeling that everyone's had at least once, he could just feel eyes on him and so he looked up to the two that sat across from him. The sneasel was gazing at him thought he couldn't quite pin down what it was that caught her attention. Perhaps it was curiosity or maybe a distaste for his greed. He didn't feel bad about it at all though, money runs the world, you need money to get by and he was no stranger to poverty. That big of a figure sure as hell looked good to him.
But the girl wasn't the only one that triggered the sensation of eyes upon him, the rockstar was also taking in the sight of the red-head. Though, Edan knew what it was that Salem was looking at him for as those icy eyes roamed his features. He had to admit that it was something new for him, a famous rockstar checking him out, but he'd be damned if he'd be swooned by the thought. He wasn't some dazzled little fan-girl and he certainly wasn't some piece of meat.
He gave a grin as he leaned back in his seat, stretching out his torso for all to see - and really he bared all of his chest in the flimsy mesh top that he wore. He was far from ashamed of his body and it was comfortable to him. He liked to feel cool air lick at his skin and why should he deny himself that? Modesty? Hell no. "You like what you see?" he remarked, more so to let the sableye know that he'd been caught rather than to get an answer. He leaned closer to the table once more to speak, "Trust me, it's not worth it." a grin came across his lips as he said this, he knew that he could be a spit fire and he knew that his temper was a force to be reckoned with. He also knew, that he wasn't some easy target - not for anyone.
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Nothing really lasts forever
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:31 pm
and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem crossed his arms across his own chest. The vulpix displayed his body, reminding Salem once again of much he was disgusted of his own. Instinctively, his arms hugged his body tight, he felt insecure. He rolled his eyes as the attractive gijinka spoke. Yes, he'd clearly been caught but it hardly mattered. The red-head seemed to match Salem's angst. And it only interested him more, strangely enough.
Salem looked around the room, remaining silent. He had a bit of a scowl on his face. His insecurities had set in, and the poor reception had left hi with nothing more to say. His eyes caught a painting. It seemed almost alive, an old-styled woman with a tiny dog in her lap. He could almost picture the dog's tail wagging...or was it wagging? He couldn't tell if he was just tripping on the drugs or if it was really happening. He rubbed his eyes, and in that moment it had stopped. The picture was still and normal. Weird...
He looked back at the sneasel girl to answer her question. "I'm Salem," he said with a small smile.
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:42 pm
"A trickster's smile"  
His grin only widened that much more at the Sableye's and Sneasel's replies, or in one's case, reaction. The Haunter's attention didn't stay on the two for long though, the blunt Vulpix speaking up again and catching his attention. He only watched the exchange of looks, shifts, words between the others, chuckling again to himself. He almost felt giddy, kicking his feet a little where they were under the table before pressing his heels against the legs of the chair. Now all that was left was to wait for things to actually start picking up, and it only helped that his currently 'company' was rather amusing, so far. 'Now according to the movies...this is the part where I try to figure out who's ally worthy and who isn't, but...' he thought to himself, eyes glancing over at the butler, and soon the wine that was sat in front of him, 'I didn't come for the money, and sneaking around to trick people is pointless if someone tags along.' Shin pressed his lips together before pushing them out, almost in a kiss like motion before returning them to their normal position and making a 'click' sound with his tongue once.
'What do to what to do...' he thought again, raising his free hand and circling the rim of the wine glass with his index finger. His eyes didn't dart up this time at the question he heard, or the other words being exchanged between the Vulpix and Sableye, as amusing as it was. "Shin," he answered, still watching his finger circle the glass rim in somewhat of a childlike daze. It was almost mesmerizing until he knocked the glass over. "..oops," he mumbled, sitting up and glancing around for the butler. The Haunter whistled quietly before unfolding a neatly pressed napkin on the table, laying and pressing it flat over the stain. "I doubt they'll miss an old table cover," he said more to himself than to others, setting the glass back upright, an innocent small smile back on his face.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:51 pm
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Call me the worst
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x Edan hadn't thought his display would become a torment for the tiny rockstar, but apparently they were. It shut up the man that seemed pretty outgoing before hand, and he was now clinging to himself. Yes, he rolled his eyes and the red-heads words but the was probably more just defensive than truly annoyed with him. "Didn't mean to offend." he said with a frown, turning away now. He wasn't very good at apologies and generally opted out of them and so that was probably the best the purple haired male was going to get out of him.
It was now that he gave a response to the girl that asked of them their names, "Edan Kinley." he said, his eyes roaming to the girl to let her know that he was responding to her though he spent little time on an introduction. He soon ended up peering at the tiny rocker again though. Yeah, the guy was cute, hiding in his hoodie like that, but that didn't make it any less irritating that he was just blatantly checking him out! Like he had some right to do such, and really Edan had assumed that he was so obvious with it because of his fame.
He was a bit surprised when the haunter at the end of the table knocked over his drink of wine. Really the red-head hadn't paid any attention to the drinks, wine wasn't his drink of choice and plus he didn't come here to indulge in food and drinks. He was in it for the money, nothing more, nothing less. He gave a short soft laugh as the man just brushed it off though like it was nothing.
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Nothing really lasts forever
I kept my whole life in a suitcase
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:55 pm
xxx✪ T H E ⓈⓃⒺⒶⓈⒺⓁ 【 zoey 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ xxxxxZoey turned her head to the sableye. He stated his name. Salem. The name reminded her of the town in New England where there was a popular amount of witches there, or so they assumed. The name was dark and mysterious. However, the sableye wasn't. He was more outgoing. The sneasel turned her head to the purple haired haunter, who was named Shin. That name made her giggle softly to herself. The name reminded her of the part of the leg. Which was funny to her. Zoey's laugh was cute and adorable. It sounded like one of those anime girl giggles whenever she was acting cute. But that was Zoey's natural giggle.xxxxxThe sneasel then turned to the vulpix. He was being admired by the sableye. Her eyes fell on his perfect torso. Blushing a faint pink on her cheeks. He was very attractive. Her head turned away, avoiding anyone from seeing her blush. His small mesh top barely covered him. Zoey was a little embarrassed by her attraction to the vulpix. The sneasel's blush slowly faded. Leaving her peachy pale face. Her crimson eyes returned to the group. "I'm Zoey," she introduced without stammering. Good.xxxxxZoey looked to Shin. Who was tracing the lip of the wine glass, staring at it as if hypnotized by the action. Then, he spilled the glass. Splashing the wine onto the beautiful table cloth and staining it with red wine. Her eyes widened. She found this not humorous. That was a given reason for a ghost to torment him. Ruining a special tablecloth. Her head turned to the vulpix, who introduced himself as Edan. It was a nice name. His name matched the garden in the book of Genesis in the bible. However, it was misspelled. Zoey gave him a small smile, then it faded within seconds. The butler offered her wine, and she shook her head, declining. She was too young for alcohol. She preferred tea or coffee or cream soda.
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 4:09 am
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C h o u m o Nyj ❥ Choumo didn't even get a word in over anything that was going on, merely watched as words were bounced back & forth like cat would watch a fly. It wasn't long though until a bulter came out with wine, leaving Choumo unsure she should even drink it since she'd never even had anything with even a hint of alcohol in it. For all she knew she could be a lightweight. With that thought she looked away from the wine & continued to watch the others, occasionally looking over at the Haunter next to her. It felt odd sitting in the large chair, each one looked like throne, & for someone as small as her it actually felt like one. She would've taken in detail more of the house, but she better wished to keep track of what everyone was talking about. It went from the the money & everyone being greedy, which made her feel... icky? Then it went wine, ghosts & names. It also seemed the Sableye was taking a keen liking to the little spitfire Vulpix, making her heart sink, but she was used to that. That was merely something she had to get used with her romantic brain. Not that she thought she'd ever get a chance with them, but when that slim sliver of a chance is shot down in front of her it always made her heart sink knowing the truth. After all, who would want a closeted harajuku girl?
Her eyes left the red head after the small convo between the Sableye & Vulpix, to her red whine with a depressed look only to shake it off a few seconds later remmebering she hadn't introduced herself. "I'm Choumo!" Faking a smile she kept chanting to herself to remember her dumb blonde routine, & to hide that actual side of her away that she was sure no one would really like. Upon stating her name she had raised her hand as if to wave to everyone, yet it stayed still, not wavering to each side. However her attention turned back to the Haunter as it seemed he'd knocked over his wine, & couldn't help but chuckle over his comment.  ❤❉❤
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 7:30 am
and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem could only shrug at Edan's half hearted apology. "It's not your fault, rest assured," he said, glancing in his direction. It seemed that the rocker would have to control his eyes tonight, which was shaping up to be a bit difficult.
Salem couldn't help but crack a smile when Shin spilled his whine and attempted to cover it up. The man had a very childish demeanor and that was amusing to Salem. He then looked to the smoochum, her name sounded like nothing he'd ever heard before and he just nodded, taking it in. The girl next to him was apparently named Zoey, it seemed to suit her shy quirkiness well.
He leaned into his chair, rocking it back onto two legs for a moment then placing it safely back on the ground. "So if this is the first 'event' of the night, I wonder what the rest are," he wondered out loud.
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 4:09 pm
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Call me the worst
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x Edan had apparently caught the attention of the little lady in the glasses again as she was looking at his body with an embarrassed blush across her cheeks. He couldn't really determine if the blush was because she liked what she saw, or simply because it was embarrassing for some people to be around someone so..open with their body. Whichever, she quickly turned away from him and so he followed suit, his attention being given once again to the petite rockstar.
"Oh?" he responded curiously, tipping an eyebrow up just enough to display this. The red-head wasn't really sure what the sableye had meant by that but he still felt that the offense had been due to his statement. "I don't care if eyes wander, its hands that I'm more concerned with," he made clear, and that was to all that were present because it seemed his attire had caught a bit of attention. He was no stranger to odd looks, or to wanting looks, however he was far from compliant to anything those wandering eyes had in mind. He had a look-don't-touch type of rule in place when it came to his body, though don't think he would let you believe that your looking went unnoticed.
When the smoochum introduced herself it demanded some attention, giving a smile and a wave at the group. She previously seemed a little more frightened than the introduction showed but the vulpix just shrugged it off, facing forward once more. Zoey, Shin, Salem, Choumo, and Edan - those were the guests of the evening, that is unless anyone else decided to join them. Introductions always seemed like pointless chatter just to fill the silence among strangers to Edan but he could understand the mild importance of it. It just seemed like 'how is the weather?' chatter.
Soon after introductions, Salem found it fit to ponder on the happenings of the evening aloud, which most likely everyone was doing silently anyway. A small grin slipped onto the vulpix's lips, "If that was the first event then even the little ladies will be leaving here with full pockets." he stated, not meaning that because they were women they were less likely to win - rather because they both seemed rather ill at ease in the 'haunted' house. Which was fine by Edan, though he felt mild sympathy for their fear, it was still a game to him and he didn't like the idea of losing it.
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Nothing really lasts forever
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 4:49 pm
xxx✪ T H E ⓈⓃⒺⒶⓈⒺⓁ 【 zoey 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ xxxxxZoey looked off into the distance. Looking as if she didn't have a thought going through her head, just staring into space. Then, her eyelids closed, then reopened. Her gaze elsewhere. More specifically, on the painted portraits that hung on the walls. They were oiled paintings, and they looked quite realistic. Despite that they were blown up in size. One in particular had caught her eye. It was of a beautiful female. In her teen years. She had dark brown curled locks, beautiful green eyes, and a fine, beautiful face. Zoey stared at her. The artist captured the female's beauty perfectly. And in the portrait, she wore a beautiful ruby necklace around her neck. Hanging from a golden chain. From the look of the portrait of the female, she had a smile similar to Mona Lisa. The sneasel's ruby red eyes drifted from the beautiful painting and returned her attention to the other people that sat at the table. xxxxxThe sneasel turned to the smoochum who exclaimed her name. Choumo. What a peculiar name. Honestly, she had never heard a name such as that before. Silent, Zoey sat in her chair. Calm and relaxed. She continued to develop her plan to succeed through the night, unharmed. But her planning was interrupted when Salem wondered aloud about what the rest of the events were. Then, Edan made a comment about the 'ladies' leaving the house with filled pockets. She said nothing. Zoey then continued to plan in her mind. While she did so, her red eyes searched for the butler. He was a worker here, so he may be a part of this game. Planning to kill them, working as a henchman. So Zoey had to stay on her toes.xxxxxZoey looked to Shin. Who had recently tipped over his glass of wine and spilled it. Hopefully, he didn't drink any of it. Who knows? It might be filled with poison. The sneasel sat there, silent. She hoped he didn't drink any of the wine. Zoey didn't want to see someone die and not warn him about what could happen. She began to panic slightly. What if the food was poisoned? What if there was venomous snakes or spiders in the bed? Zoey began to tremble slightly. She had to watch out and stay on her toes. This was soon going to be the crime scene and they are going to be the victims.
[Zoey is like the Gijinka Velma. xD]
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 2:30 pm
and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem could hardly stand how dull things were getting, at least for his tastes. He listened to the attractive read-head's comment. It did make sense, the girls seemed rather out of their elements. His eyes were once again looking around the room. It did make him rather uncomfortable. It looked like something straight out of one of those scary movies and if he knew anything about scary movies, he knew that [second only to the funny black guy] the drugged out guy died quickly.
The butler reentered the room with the guests. This time accompanied by a woman who rolled in a cart with their dinner plates on it. She and the butler carefully placed a plate in front of each guest. On the menu for tonight was some nice cut steak, baked potatoes, and steamed vegetables. "I will leave you to eat, please move on to the sitting room to your left when you are finished," he said and with a bow he was gone again.
Something about that guy made Salem uneasy. But he just couldn't figure it out. Nevertheless, Salem was determined to eat. If anyone had any questions about his body issues they would be demolished when they saw him eat, at least in his mind. The petite man could sure pack away the food. Of course he was always later heaving it out into the toilet. But it gave the illusion that nothing was wrong, and that was all he needed.
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:27 pm
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x Edan watched as both Zoey and Salem seemed to take in the 'scenery' about them and neither one seemed very comfortable with it, more so the young sneasel girl. In part he understood that the house was 'spooky' especially when it came with a warning label but still his logic told him there was no reason to be afraid and that it was senseless to be shaking in his boots even if there was some sort of danger. Fear wouldn't get him out of danger so there was no point to it. He could keep his wits about him and they would be of much more use to him.
He watched with one eyebrow cocked in curiosity as an older woman joined the butler, bringing out a tray of plates for all of them. He remained silent as they were served but had to admit, at least to himself, that the food did look delicious. However, the red-head had made sure to have his fill before ever setting foot on the property. This was for one reason, if this was a game (and he considered it to be just that) then eating the food might put him out of it. Now, he didn't really think that it was poisoned but he did believe that in this game there was the possibility of it and so rather than to risk it, though the meal was tempting, he declined.
The vulpix merely crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his chair back a bit as he watched the others to see their reactions to the food. Apparently the tiny rocker wasted no time in going at the meal and left Edan wondering one thing, 'where does he put it all?' Salem was a skinny little guy, he must have one hell of a metabolism. His thoughts didn't linger on this for too long though as he waited to see if the boy would be dragged off for eating 'poisoned' food, then again they might wait long enough for all to partake of it. He was unsure, but erred on the safe side for now. "I think I'll just wait around." he commented, instead of rushing off to the sitting room as they were asked to do once finished. He knew the rule, strength in numbers.
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Nothing really lasts forever
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:54 pm
xxx✪ T H E ⓈⓃⒺⒶⓈⒺⓁ 【 zoey 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ xxxxxZoey twitched in her seat, uncomfortable. She understood that this was a haunted house and that this was to be ghost infested. But she thought that it all might be fake. But the house looked real and very scary. Zoey gulped the collected saliva in her mouth. Her eyes darted toward the entrance to the dining room, seeing the old butler, with an ancient looking woman following from behind. Pushing a cart of steel that looked dusty and old. She could tell it was the dinner. Then, the plates of steak and side dishes were given to them. Zoey looked to Salem, who shoveled food into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. She stared at him curiously. The male looked skinny and bony. Where did he pack it all? Zoey was curious. Her crimson eyes looked back to the stocked plate that rested in front of her.xxxxxThe sneasel inhaled the delicious aroma of steak. She was a little hungry, and the meal looked appetizing. However, the workers might have poisoned her food. Zoey thought of what could happen if it was poisoned. She could choke on her food that would swell her throat and die. She could just die a quick, painful death and collapse. She could die a slow, painfilled death and be sore and burning. Zoey shook her head, pushing her plate away from her. "I-i-i'm not hungry," lied the sneasel. Zoey's eyes stared at the food. She didn't want to eat. She didn't want to be poisoned. She didn't want to die. She had to be smart and witty on how she was going to survive. xxxxxZoey's ruby red eyes looked to Edan. Who announced that he would wait around. Maybe she should be around him. He looked strong enough to protect her. However, he might be so greedy and might just leave her in danger. Zoey could reason with him. But she didn't know. She just knew that she had to start an alliance or a team with someone, so they can stay alive. Someone who was reliable and was willing to protect. The sneasel looked to the other guests. Continuing to scan them with her bright red eyes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 6:05 pm
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C h o u m o Nyj ❥ Everything seemed to get distillingly quiet, & in a supposed haunted place that never really left good feelings on anyone. Even if they didn't show it they had to be filling ill to some degree right? With that thought she watched as an older woman came out with the ever appearing butler, who had an ominous feel to him, like this place. She didn't like one bit of this at all, & she sure didn't know whether she should trust the food. She wasn't a big vegetable person either, & them being steamed just made the aroma worse. Scrunching up her face she pushed it away, following in suit with the Vulpix. The smell wasn't very enticing & she just couldn't get herself to trust anything in this place. Again everything pretty much went back to silence, well, almost silent excluding the Sableye, Salem, was it? Was scarfing down the food like he'd been deprived of anything for weeks. It made her really wonder.
Her attention though was pulled away at the sound of footsteps above. They were slow & well paced, only lasting few moments before they ended, if only for that moment itself. The quiet stillness came back & she looked around the table at everyone while her hands rested on at her lap, & loked to the Haunter again faking an upbeat smile that only broke as soon as she heard fast, almost as if someone was running, down the stairs behind her & into the door way of the dining room. It seemed too inhumanly fast, that alone scared her & made her freeze, but the fact that her back felt cold & her hair was standing only told her one thing. It wasn't human. Not anymore. But curiousity was still begging at her to look, so she slowly turned her head only seeing a shadowy figure, almost like a human figure of shrouded darkness with gleaming red eyes & that was all she needed to see before she scrambled to curl in a ball within the throne like chair. Luckily though the cold air seemed to disappear seconds after, but she didn't bother to see where it went if anywhere, nor to see if anyone else saw what she saw.❤❉❤
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