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 Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:54 am
Username: SoraKBM Desired Bloodline: Ryushisen Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: Because it ties in with my character's back story. RPC Link: Right here.RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage: Loxias could hear people on the other side of the building he was about to enter. He was on a retrieval mission, and he didn't expect the thing he was supposed to be retrieving to have guards. He couldn't run in blindly, he had to know some what he was going in as. He activated the Ryushisen, changing his eye color into a deep shade of crimson, to peer through the building and look at the people inside.
There were three people there, and from their silhouettes they appeared to be men-wait. He saw curves, one of them was definitely a woman. The colors of their chakra didn't differ much, but from them he could tell that they were all shinobi. The two men had grey chakra, which meant they probably used wind related jutsu, but the woman in the middle had a bright orange, which was fire. From that Loxias could tell that the men probably backed up the woman with their wind jutsu while the woman used powerful fire jutsu. To what degree, Loxias noted, had to be figured out in an actual confrontation.
He went around the house as silently as he could so he could see if there were anymore people inside. There were none, just the three he saw at the front. The building closed for the day so that made sense, but it might have meant people had tried to steal something from there before. Or maybe not since the person who requested this said that the item Loxias was getting was stolen from him first.
Anyway, Loxias still had to sneak in first. Heading around to the back door, he knocked, like a normal person would, but then he used transformation jutsu to turn into a fly, the most obvious of tricks. Through his dragon-eyed fly vision, he could see one of the males walking toward the door. After opening it rather hard and looking outside with a kunai in hand Loxias flew through the door, and went into another room where waited until the shinobi slammed the door and walked back into the front room before turning back into his regular old self.
Now for the hard part, he would have to find some way to subdue the wind shinobi so he could fight the fire konoichi. From the view of his dragon eyes, he could see the men starting to walk around, probably patrolling the area, so Loxias figured he had a good 3 minutes to set something up.
Starting from the entrance of the room he was in, Loxias started to set up wires all around the room, and when he was done he kicked a table and moved it around to get the wind guys attention, then hid behind something while holding some wires that were connected to the other wires in his hand.Word Count=475 Techniques Uses: Ryushisen(Rank C)
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:05 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 4:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:02 am
Username: Neko of Crystal Hearts Desired Bloodline: Kumorineko Bakushin Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: It is the kekkei genkai that I created and I want to use it in the rp RPC Link: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=21737847&page=5RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage: In the still breath of the night, Midoriko moved silently through the shadows, her feline partner right beside her. As she drew closer to the target, she began to prepare mentally for the task at hand. This would be her first assassination of a target. With hushed words, she told her white tiger to make it's way to the opposite side of the grove. Stepping out of the shadows, Midoriko was fully aware that the person knew she was there. He had already drawn his sword, and was ready for a fight. Breathing easy, Midoriko performed her clans handsigns for Siamese Twins. In a puff of smoke, the white tiger cub behind the man turned into an exact duplicate of her. Focusing on her tiger's chakra, and vice versa, the two began to move in a way that mirrored one another perfectly. The man watched as the two kunoichi girls moved around him in a clockwise motion, never breaking focus. Unnerved, his sword began to shake in his hand. With the slightest movement of communication, the two Midorikos rushed forward, and then as is custom with the use of Marauding Mountain Lions, broke the synchronization. In a flurry of strong kicks and punches, the two kunoichi assailed the man unmercifully, the sickening sound of bones cracking piercing the night air. Both of them became synchronized once again, and they jumped back, observing the condition of their target. Laying in a heap on the ground, the man coughed up blood, shaking pitifully against the hard earth he landed on so roughly. Looking around her, Midoriko figured it would be best to see if there was anyone lying in wait to ambush her once she let her guard down. With a few quick hand signs, the Nekonome kunoichi's eyes began to change. Her pupils elongated, and then slit. Her eyes were now identical in every way to a cat's. She quickly observed her surroundings, the dark of the night being pierced by her improved vision. Once she was sure the coast was clear, she knelt down beside the crippled man, and frowned. "If you weren't ready to die yourself, why did you force that upon all those people?" Her target was a known murderer who had terrorized the nearby village for weeks. To think, that a young girl was able to take him down. Drawing her blade, Midoriko observed it as it shone in the moonlight. It began to bother her cat-like eyes, so she looked down upon the man whose life she would now take. Her nerves were getting to her a bit, but she took a deep breath, then drove the blade home, piercing the man's chest cavity directly on top of his heart. With convulsing motions, the man flailed about briefly before becoming completely still. Taking a cloth out of her pack, the kunoichi wiped her blade clean, then slid it back into its sheath. The white tiger cub returned to its true form, and mewed at it's owner. Midoriko smiled softly, then motioned for them to head off. "Let's go home now. I'm sure father will like the report of our mission." Picking up the tiger cub, she placed her on her shoulders, and then began to leap from tree to tree,thinking about the act of dealing death. It was certainly like nothing she had ever experienced before. Deciding she wanted to get home in a timely manner, Midoriko focused some of her chakra into her legs, and then used the clan's technique for increasing one's speed. With Cheetah Sprint in effect, Midoriko began to soar through the trees at a blinding pace, cutting her travel time home in half. As she knelt to catch her breath on the doorstep of the clan's home, her father stepped out and smiled upon her. "Was your mission successful, dear daughter?" With a smile, Midoriko nodded. "Yes father. The marauding swordsman has been slain, and will not trouble the village anymore." Word Count: 660 by MS Word's count. Techniques Uses: Cat's Eye Cheetah Sprint Siamese Twins Marauding Mountain Lions.
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Neko of Crystal Hearts Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:07 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:13 am
WOO! Now I just gotta wait to see if my profile came out right. Here's hoping I didn't make a mistake with the number allotments with SP and stuff owo'
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Neko of Crystal Hearts Crew
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 11:32 am
Username: Utsukushi Torgrita
Desired Bloodline: Shikotsumyaku - Kaguya Clan
Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: I haven't used the Dead Bone Pulse kekkei genkai since I first started role playing in naruto and I want to give it another try.
RPC Link: [ Clarissa - WIP ]
RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage:
The night was a very cold one, not that it mattered to Clarissa. She loved the cold, she thrived in it, and personally she wondered why she wasn’t living in Yukigakure instead. She cracked her neck, the moon’s rays making her pure white hair almost glow and catching the glint in her color-less eyes. The wind, which had been calm and still before suddenly picked up, and the man that she had been waiting for appeared in front of her. She looked at him, her stare dead and cold. If she had lost one thing in this ordeal, it was her heart. She rolled her shoulders, the sounds of bone popping and rearranging itself echoing through the treeless clearing before the jounin settled her shoulders. The man looked at her for a few moments, no sound but the wind around them before his voice erupted out towards her.
“So are we doing this or what Clary,” the man’s voice asked. He sounded impatient and full of himself. However, Clarissa just kept her gaze on him, not saying anything. The man made an annoyed sound, throwing his hands up. “I’m not going to stand here all day, Clarissa! I’ve don't have all day and those anbu will be here eventually. Either you kill me now or you let me go like the calm, foolish person you have always been.” The boy smirked as Clarissa opened her mouth finally and began to speak, “You don’t scare me, Malinka, and I will not let you leave. I can’t, and I certainly won’t let someone like you slip past me. This ends here, friend.” There was bitterness in Clarissa’s voice as she spoke. Malinka had done the worst of deeds; he had killed the third member of their gennin team. Getai had been a nice man filled with life and energy, and when they had trained, the boy had far outlasted them both. However, as they got older, Getai had seemed to have lost that spark. Getai continued to fall back after being promoted to chuunin, there had been something missing in the boy’s eyes. Clarissa had asked Malinka about it, and all the newly-made chuunin had told her was that the boy had a bad experience. Clarissa knew what that experience had been, at least, she knew now.
With a weird pop, a bone shot out from her shoulder, and Clarissa reached for it, pulling the bone straight out. She pointed the edged bone at the man in front of her, her face still showing no expression at all. Then suddenly she was upon him, slicing at his skin, a blank look in her face. She would not let this abomination get any further; she would end it here. With one final hit, she caught the man off guard and forced him to stumble back, losing his footing. Her arm started becoming enveloped as the man regained his footing, and right when Malinka stood up, her hand shot through his chest, through his ribs, and through his heart. The Jounin coughed blood and Clarissa leaned forward to whisper in the man’s ear, her face still emotionless, but her voice trembling with anger. “Go burn in hell, Malinka.” With that she ripped her arm from the man’s chest, the bones breaking off. She stepped to the side as her ex-comrade’s body collapsed forward, and she kicked him one last time in the temple before walking off and leaving the body for the anbu to find.
Word Count:: 580/ 400
Techniques Uses:
Dance of the Camellia
Dance of the Clematis: Flower
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 12:41 pm
Username: iiTetshinji-Kun
Desired Bloodline:
Reasons for Choosing Said Bloodline:
-Highest correspondence with OC persona
-Sub-plot device
RPC Link: Hikaru Hiroyuki Takamori
RP Sample w/ Bloodline Technique Usage:
The round orb of light shone vividly through the clouds, breaching the silver lining, and creating an existence coated in gold and amber- matching precisely the eye of the beholder. The once lurking shadows had been sheathed, and their creators now forming what many a man would like to address as the Plains of Eden. Despite the beauty of this field, it simply seemed too good to earnestly be a piece of the reality of the world in which humans so collectively lived in. Perhaps, not everything possessed its own faults, although Hikaru knew well that that had escaped truth, somehow. Such idealistic thoughts were most often left empty handed to the worn minds of those conjuring them. "If only..." he began thinking to himself, leaving his own mental words to only trail off into the unknown distance and depths of his own behalf. Gently, yet masterfully, maneuvering his fingers in correspondence to his wrist, Hikaru replaced the paintbrush in his hand with a calm grip. Gliding across the once purely whitened screen, he guided the bristles of the brush from area to area, returning the contrasting shadows back onto the canvas. Whilst stepping slightly backwards, a warm smile appeared upon the face of the male. Perhaps, light was not necessarily good, much as dark was not necessarily evil. Although such criteria was so commonly stereotyped, it simply did not mean that it was as accurate as is often claimed.
Hikaru turned, now, to face to neatly lain clearing coated with untouched dew-coated grass surrounded by seemingly unending forest behind himself. He, himself, sat upon the ground that he knew so well, retaining the distance, though keeping the directional contact, with the male opposite himself- a younger person who preferred he be addressed as Stark. Closing his eyes slightly, all the while releasing a light breath of air, Hikaru reached into his rear pocket, returned with a book- what appeared to be, as gestured by the words scrawled upon the forefront of the thick page, a collective series of poetry written by a man of the name "Edgar Allan Poe"- and began reading, as if the entity of whom still remained in his wake was simply non-existent.
As time passed, the younger, slightly more adolescent male began turning, distracting his vision; listening, distracting his hearing; fidgeting, distracting his touch. Neither himself, nor Hikaru, however, spoke, and it seemed as if the darker haired of the two refused to do so. The only sounds that could be heard in the empty field were the gentle gusts of lightly flowing wind, and Hikaru's continuous turning of papered pages in the book of which he had remained to have in hand. It seemed as if hours had passed, though hardly one half had truly entered and exited reality. Stark seemed to have become restless, at this point. Amongst them, Hikaru could hear him making slight movements, rearranging himself and his seated positions, and finding ways to distract his mind and senses. This was when the elder of the two would speak. A warm smile arose upon his face before breaking it to allow words to flow. "What is happening, here?" After his few compilations of tones and sounds were emitted, Hikaru placed the book of which he'd been previously reading upon his lap, all the while closing it, and allowed his gaze to scan over the profile of Stark. Once again, an expression of confusion fell upon his face. His new-found tutor let the slightest sigh release from his mouth- not one of a tone that was upset, though neither was it out of relief. This was enough notification for the boy to understand what it was that was meant by the question, as he listened to the soft breath breaking the sheer quiet that had surrounded the two for seemingly endless amounts of time.
Stark, alone, allowed his gaze to wander across his surroundings, then back to Hikaru, who soon afterwards allowed a simple hint to exit his lips to allow the conversation to begin. "Why is it, do you think, that silence is so simply disgruntling?" he asked, while paying more attention to his surroundings than his pupil. Stark, slightly less confused and slightly more back into his rightful mind, spoke up in a moderately stuttering fashion. "Because we're so used to hearing things, that we forgot what it feels like to not hear things?" Hikaru rested his hand upon the young boy's head as he finished with his uncertain answer. Gesturing towards a different approach, the white-haired male removed his hand from atop Stark's head and back onto his own lap above the enclosed book. "Perhaps. There are plenty of reasons. However, in this world, we are forced to be so focused on the minor details, that we do simply forget to pay any mind to the major ones." His lone pupil seemed to be taking his time to interpret what his tutor had meant by this, though the male knew well what it was that the two would soon learn.
Whilst placing aside his book and pressing his hands downward unto his legs, Hikaru arose from his seated position to face outwards towards the largely forested area. "I beg your pardon?" He seemed to speak to, and only to, the empty air, despite the fact that there was another within their parameters. After having spoken, it seemed that, in an instant, several kunai were thrown from a location of, what appeared to be, absolutely nothing, and a destination of, what was clearly, Hikaru, as well as the younger one located behind him. Reaching into his pocket, and gripping several senbon, he further reacted in a motion of launching the small needles in multitudes of directions to interfere with the paths of the kunai. He sighed, now, with a clear tone of distaste in his voice. "I guess not..." It was a sarcastic voice that he spoke with, though it should have been more than evident by his current stature that he was far more than what one might call to be "focused".
Soon after having spoken, Hikaru simply waited for the assailant to reveal themselves. In a moment, the unknown figure stepped forward, leaving his body cloaked with shadows. Even so, despite this natural shroud of darkness, it was clear that this man knew well that his position wasn't in the highest of regards. This assailant- or rather, this comrade- was a fellow of whom Hikaru had once known beyond well, and a man of whom he'd thought dead long prior to their current reuniting. "It seems that your mental state finally broke, hasn't it, Hikaru Takamori?" A laugh exited the man's mouth, while his gaze proved invisible past the reflection of sunlight on his glasses. Hikaru frowned slightly, before allowing a matching smile to appear presently upon his face for reasons that were likely, to most, unknown. "As you already know, I'm really not much for fighting. Besides, the answers that you are looking for are not in my possession." After saying this, he gently signaled for the Stark to back away, with a slight gesture of the hand. "Don't think that we know nothing about you, Takamori." the man said, placing one foot forward from the shadows before continuing his inquiring lecture. "Now then, what shall we do?" Hikaru stared back at the man, still with his nonchalant manner remaining upon the evidently smooth skin of his face. "As I said, I'm not much for fighting, and there's no purpose for you to be here. Spare yourself and myself the time, and please, do be on your way." After having spoken, Hikaru watched as his conversational partner attempted, and failed, to return his foot back into the safety of the shadow of the large willow trees that lined the clearing. He was trapped within the shadows that belonged to his once well befriended comrade- the shadows that were elaborately granted complete access from the surrounding area as a result of the heavy plantation. Such things only allowed for certain forms of attack to be entirely left unnoticed. Having intentionally allowed a kunai to leave a gentle scrape across a finger, there stood a miniscule stream of blood that flowed down and throughout the depths of the clearing. "As I thought. You're still a genius." Lacking hesitation after speaking, only could a smile be caught on the man's face before he disappeared as swiftly as he had come.
Hikaru spun on his heel, and began walking back towards Stark who, unfortunately, could have been caught in unnecessary feud. "I apologize for that." he looked the boy over, while it was still clear that he was unknowing of the event of which just occurred. The thin flow of blood that was continuing to leave the man's finger soon seemed to return inside of his body. "I have one last lesson to teach you, today. Refrain from answering this question, and leave yourself to ponder it." he took a moment to return himself to his proper mood before carrying onwards with his lecture. "The good and evil of our world are recorded in vast numbers, but, just what sort of criteria does one use to divide people into the classifications of 'good' and 'evil'?" At that, he began walking back towards the village, keeping his senses as keen as they always were, and ensuring that his pupil was out of harm's way.
Word Count: 1,567/???
Techniques Used:
● Chishioton: Katameru [Blood Release: Solidify] ~ E Rank
This technique allows the user to instantaneously change the state of blood to a solid form. Strength, thickness, and et cetera vary depending on what Blood Type is being solidified.
● Chishioton: Jinkō Henkan [Blood Release: Artificial Conversion] ~ E Rank
This technique allows the user to reproduce and modify the red and white blood cells in Natural Blood to create Artificial Blood, which, unlike the former, is used solely for combative purpose. Through modification it also allows them to alter its Blood Type [A, B, AB, O] and indefinitely store any form within their body.
● Chishioton: Hozen [Blood Release: Preservation] ~ C Rank
Upon expelling the blood through an open wound, it can be returned and flow properly within the user's vein without the physical tissue keeping it in place being present. As the blood reenters the body it also purifies itself of any unwanted particles that it might have acquired during its time out of its proper place.
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Puppet on a String Theory
Philosophizing Bibliophile
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:10 am
Username: ShadowNaga Desired Bloodline: Kibaku Nendo: Exploding Clay Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: I have always found the Exploding clay to be interesting and have an advantage that others don't that being an unlimited supply of explosives. I also plan although later on to make him turn on his village and go rogue but not for quite some time. RPC Link: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php/?t=23956985&page=last RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage: Eren flowed silently over the city as his Clay bird glided about on some thermal uprising. The sun was shining brightly and there where patch of clouds making this one of the nicest day in such a long time that Eren almost forgot his objective. The prospect of killing people didn't appeal to him very well but these deaths will provide a better new beginning. He still had to wait for the right time to make his move so he determined to enjoy his day until the time was right to strike. He was high above the Village although he didn't know its name he didn't think anyone even knew it existed considering that he had been surveying it for the last couple of days and not one person came in out of the village although he could clearly see the inhabitants going about their daily live unaware of their imminent demised that was soon to come. Eren began to form hand signs from his high perch, he then pulled out some clay from a pouch that he uses to store the stuff in. He set it on his palm and watched as small mouth formed and ate the clay. It chewed on it for a short time molding and kneading his chakra into the clay lump. When it finally spit the clay back out it was in the form of ten tiny clay birds. He tossed the birds over the city saying "C-1" as they expanded only a moment after the left his hand to the size of pigeons . They flew down to the bustling little town and perch themselves over various buildings ideal for watching for Eren's mark. He then turned his attention to preparing the other jutsu he would need to complete his task. He placed more clay into his right and left hand with began to munch on the stuff profusely. He saw his signal explosive birds go off telling his mark was out of the towns main structure. He used the first on his jutsu the "Kibaku Nendo [Exploding Clay Carrier Version]" he said as the large form of a bird dived straight down toward the man. His mark he was told nothing about merely that he would be the only one that would be leaving the build. Only about two minutes later the large bird returned holding it prize in it's talons unharmed but he seemed to have passed out. "And now for my final act before leaving" he said before forming a long string of hand signs and dropping what seemed to be a clay doll over the village. It expanded to being over two stories tall once it activated twenty feet below. It fall at great speed and landed on the building that the man was in. It detonated with such force that most of the building where blasted to nothingness instantly. The utter destruction it cause was quite scary in fact. He turned away from the crate that was the village only moments ago having completed his task. He Flew off on the back of his bird trailed by his other creation that carried this man. "I hope you where worth it" he said as he flew away off into the distance leaving only a shadow of the village left to recognize that there was one here to begin with. Techniques Uses: E-SS Rank: Kibaku Nendo [Exploding Clay Carrier Version] E-SS Rank: C-1 A-S Rank: C-3
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 2:58 pm
Approved. But without a character profile posted soon, your spot is subject to be taken by those who apply with profiles in need of a spot. ^_^
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 3:02 pm
II Blow Meh II Approved. But without a character profile posted soon, your spot is subject to be taken by those who apply with profiles in need of a spot. ^_^ Not a problem I prefer to get the ok to make that kind of character before I do it I'm going to work on it right now.
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 9:06 am
II Blow Meh II Approved. But without a character profile posted soon, your spot is subject to be taken by those who apply with profiles in need of a spot. ^_^ Ok I got an Rpc started and added the link to it into the application
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 11:50 am
Username: Mystery Loxx.
Desired Bloodline: Inuzuka Clan.
Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: Uhm cause I can? No, not really it's just I've already made my character being a member of the Inuzuka clan and all.
RPC Link: Maaya Inuzuka.
RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage:
Her breath caught in her throat as she glanced behind herself. Eyes wide, she noticed that her stalker was not too far from her. Gulping she turned her head and dashed off in an attempt to flee from her stalker. Akumu followed behind her, he was in his teens at the current time, and she however was only ten or so years old. Urgh. . Who knew that a game of hide and seek tag with Tetsu was going to become a spar? He’s such a typical elder brother. . She had thought to herself with a long sigh escaping from her soft lips. Performing the hand seals to the Man Beast Jutsu, managed to successfully make a perfect copy of herself, where Akumu was, now on all fours as he ran. Ducking behind a tree, she noticed that Akumu followed. Maaya grinned slightly at the dog. “Okay Akumu, we’ve got to confuse our victim and make sure he doesn’t know which one of us is the real one,” she chuckled as they split up. Watching her brother from behind a tree she noticed that he didn’t have his companion with him. “Yes!” she cheered a little bit too loudly. Slapping her hand over her mouth she quieted herself and glanced back up at Tetsu. It seemed that he had noticed her presence and had flung a kunai towards her direction; however it seemed to come from a different direction. Looking up she saw Tetsu standing before her. Maaya looked over behind her to notice that it was actually his companion that had been ‘Tetsu’ all this time. Clenching her jaw she huffed and wrenched the kunai out from the tree, flinging it back towards Tetsu. Watching him take his eyes off her to block the kunai, she took this time to dash off. Hiding in a bush she noticed that she had been cornered and that Akumu had been ‘captured’. A rope tied around his neck to ensure he didn’t escape. “Come out Maaya, I can freaking smell you!” he yelled out. Bolting up, Maaya pouted and pointed at him, “You swore!” she exclaimed glaring at him. With that concluded the game of hide and seek tag. After that, Maaya was Tetsu’s slave for a week.
Techniques Uses:
D Rank: Man Beast Clone.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 9:21 am
-Approved-
Haha Another Kaguya
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