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 Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 7:39 pm
Lysurg shifted uncomfortably in his armor, the oppressive metal cage suffocating his breaths. He knelt in the shade, appearing as an ageless, metal golem from afar- the metal of his armor was tarnished, and seemed more an ancient relic rather than any practical battle armor. Quiet murmurs joined the voices of nature around him, his voice seeming no more than the whispers of the leaves. Cold metal was beginning to bite into his knees and ankles, but the pain only heightened his senses and cast him deeper into fervor. His chants, however, continued with the fluidity and rhythm of the trees around him, seeming as implacable as stone. His voice quavered with anticipation for the last stanza of his prayer, anxious to be done- however, steeled discipline kept his mind focused upon his words, while his tongue remembered rhyme and rhythm. With his prayers finished, Lysurg opened his eyes and traced a clockwise circle on his forehead; the sign of the shield, symbol of his order. "Honor is my life."
Rocking back onto his heels, Lysurg felt blood gushing back into his leg muscles, filling them with renewed vigor. He pulled himself by pushing down upon his blade, which had been stuck point first into the ground in front of him. His knuckles, too, began to feel relieved, as his fingers opened and closed after being clenched around his blade. Removing his sword from the earth, Lysurg wiped the blade quickly with a cloth and sheathed the blade, the metal making a serpentine hiss as it entered his wooden scabbard. Looking at the back of his gauntlets, Lysurg noticed the greenish tarnish that seemed to be growing on the metal, like moss to a tree. He grunted, slightly bothered by this. It had been quite some time since he had last cleaned his armor.
"Odin. Open interface." A sphere of light appeared in front of him, about the size of an apple- tiny runes and shapes riddles its surface and innards, the foreign language indecipherable to all that called this dimension home. Lysurg's fingers reached out, and despite being a hardened soldier, his fingers were elongated and supple. Their tips flitted against the ball of crystallized light, grasping it gingerly. He pulled outwards, expanding both the sphere and its contents. "Commencing dimensional fold. Isolating particles. Harnessing localized mana." The interface of of his O.D.I.N. tool, or "Omni-Dimensional Interface and Navigator", spoke back to him with a hollow, robotic mockery of his own voice. "Isolation complete. Filtering mana through JΓΆrmungandr. Commence dimensional fold." His armor began to glow, surrounded by the ethereal light created by the manipulation of dimensions. The timeline upon which the armor existed folded in upon itself, making the past into the present, reverting the armor to its former glory. It shimmered like well polished steel, nearing chrome-like in its appearance. Satisfied with his work, Lysurg collapsed the ball of light once again, placing it into his chest where it disappeared. With this done, Lysurg placed his helmet onto his head and began to walk towards a destination only he knew.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 1:32 am
[Heaven's Plight - Shadows on the Gate]
Raven and Ki would notice immediately once Moirae had extended her powers towards the entrance of the mountain. A spike of energy would no doubt confirm that Moirae was not too far ahead. Oddly enough her presence had been joined by an unknown entity. However the feeling would be overcome by sound of the wind howling around the two warriors.
Like a feral, demonic cry, the wind escape from the entrance into the mountain. Moirae had unblocked the path as ice had frozen it shut. Once Ki and Raven made it to the entrance they'd notice very little light would aid them in seeing. However the cold was not so fierce despite the walls appearing to be layered with thick sheets of ice.
Moirae with her ability to levitate and fly would easily dart through the expansive cavern and intertwining paths. The darkness would guide her to where she needed to be, whispering directions as well as warnings to her advancement.
Was this really ice? Moirae asked herself nervously without making a sound. Perhaps she would reach the next gate without any troubles...but with Ki and Raven pursuing she was not so sure about that. Plus someone else had seemingly appeared within the caverns of the mountain.
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 1:50 am
[Heaven's Plight - Prelude to Chaos]
The creature was reckless as it felt that Oni wasn't too capable of harming it indefinitely. Almost too easily did Oni crack into the creature's chest and snap it's neck. Falling and rolling away from Oni, the creature twitched yet it still had that s**t eating grin smeared on it's face. Mocking Oni, the horned creature threw it's head around, it's spine cracking and twisting as the horned creature looked to Oni. It's eyes flashed red and the creature would start to realign it's bones. But at that time Lucas had unknowingly given Oni a wonderful opportunity...
The golem was pushed back by the quick and powerful blast of Lucas' attack. This fight was easy but Lucas could see that it was just meant to tire him and Oni out. However once the golem fell onto the crystal Lucas' brow arced once he saw the odd color of the crystal fade away. The chaos energy that gave life to the golem had bled onto the crystal.
A pulse of energy would emanate from the crystal before the crystal itself cracked! The Chaos energy dripping down over the crystal had dismantled whatever spell or effect the crystal had as Lucas could feel his energy stabilize. He no longer felt that it was being drained away. It was no coincidence that the horned creature's grin curved down.
For once this creature's grin had been hidden away. No longer amused, the creature stared intensely at the golem and the cracked crystal. It would look to Oni and then back to Lucas, cracking it's neck as it had just finished recovering. A barrier that was once invisible would fade into view, unreadable runic symbols shattering and falling away from the creature.
This horned creature was feeling very mortal and round two was just about to start...
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:15 pm
β The β π π π π π π π Guardian β
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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The large wave of snow and Ice that had reached its peak, finally began to crest; a slew of frozen debris arc unnaturally upon exceeding its zenith. Now it crashed in full force, the ground trembling harshly that Raven forced her Biological brain to take over. Even though she was connected to Alan's Server, she often worried that O.X.Y would hack the FTP and retrieve her whereabouts; it was how They were designed to track her. It was more than possible that they had backdoor access to the Admin Panel, but the Fallen Engineer had promised...
Raven veered to the right, dropping into a low descent. The wall of snow was settling, the foot of the mountain loomed ahead of them, drawing ever closer. The Celestial tucked her wings in, streamlining the air to her advantage as she descended and trailed behind Jesta'. As she had allowed the last vent of air to pass beneath her wings, Raven dropped onto Jesta's back, crouching low as they plowed through the looser snow. Her slender digits grasped the familiar sleek and velvety fur, grateful for the warmth despite her ability to adjust her core temperature at Will in accordance to her surroundings. It was yet another sacrifice in her vain attempt to feel more Humanized. A deafening roar and a powerful blast of air had almost dethroned her from her perch on Jesta's back. She felt her hair fly back, the braid undone and disheveled as it wavered the long length of inky black in the air another sharp contrast to her pale features, and the bright crimson color of her Surcoat. Raven's head snapped back in surprised at the spike of energy. She was unguarded to the new sensitivity of her Ascended abilities to feel and read aural signatures. The spike had certainly caught her off guard, but she recovered in the space of a heart beat. Even now, she felt another energy signature. As she shot through the cave's mouth and into the mountain, her Astrological sign flared in bright green, a harsh burning sensation prickling along her forehead--she noted a similar burning feeling against the Seal Roan placed for Corvus itching along her shoulder and lower back. The Panther Demon within her genes seamlessly transitioned from Light to Darkness. The cat-like pupils of her optics dilated; the scent of water, cool mist, frozen Earth a comfort to her Elemental lineage. The Wind felt like a soft whisper, now. The fragile tinkling of glass kept Raven on alert; at each step, a new noise seemed to manifest. She could even detect the soft, warped whisper of thoughts in her mind--a sign that they were still in range of other entities.
She reached over her left shoulder, the palm of her hand seizing the hilt of her twin dirks. With a soft schick it released from its padded scabbard. The tang of the blade it was made the weapon an oddity. It was too long to be a dagger, though not short enough to be considered a sword. For her petite size, Raven was comfortable with the length of the blade's fifteen inch span. The flat side of the blade pressed against the her forearm, the digits splayed along the hilt, prepared to switch in less than a second from defensive to offensive. Jesta' loped through the Mountain with ease, her massive paws treading silently. Raven rested her left arm against the Panther, her gaze traversing at the cavern expanding around them. Despite the thickness of the ice acting as its own insulation, the sudden blast of cold air unsettled her. It was as they reached the wall of ice that looked shattered that Jesta' halted abruptly, yowling softly in warning. That alone was enough for Raven, who reached around her waist to unsheath the right Dirk. Now with both dagger-like weapons, she felt more steady for an advancing attack.
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βͺβ½ β βΎβͺ
||. Ego si relapsus resurgo .||
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 1:08 am
Oni could only watch as the creature fell to the ground lifelessly once again. If blowing it's head up didn't work maybe more internal, injuries will work. But for some reason I don't think so. And Oni's thoughts on the matter were right as the demon stood up once more, his bone cracking as they repaired and realigned themselves. Oni only stood there and watched as his anger grew to an even higher level. But behind the demon Oni watched as the golem laced with chaos energy fell upon the strange crystal. Oni could feel that his energy was no longer being drained, but that didn't help the problem of the true invincible opponent before them. Although as long as Oni kept conscious, and alive, he and Lucas held that same feature.
As that thought ran though Oni's mind a barrier appeared around the demon as it's grin disappeared. Symbols began to fall from the barrier and Oni could only guess by the creatures dismay what the new situation was. Oni's scowl would slowly shift to his usual psychotic grin that mocked the demon.
"Looks like round one is over, and so is your time here. But know that you never stood a chance again me, let alone the both of us. I still had more I could have shown you. I still had power left I could muster that would make my current strength seem like nothing. But you'll never have the chance to witness that power because I'm going to kill you now. So get ready to die once and for all you annoying piece of s**t!"
Oni finally had an opening to kill the creature, but one thought was present in the back of his mind with his sanity. Was it only holding back before so it didn't waste energy since it couldn't be killed? Did it not feel the need to dodge and waste energy dodging? But those thoughts would never reach Oni as he charged towards the demon once more, holding his hand out in front of him as he did so.
Oni would let out a bloodcurdling scream as he leaped into the air, the scream of rage, anger, and power would all but mask the slightest 'c***k' sound from far behind the creature. Oni's scythe had ripped itself from the ground and was now flying back towards it's masters grip. Oni was flying through the air aimed to go directly above the creature as the scythe would reach him.
The scythe was spinning as it flew directly towards the back of the creature, the cycle after the scythe would slice through the demon the handle of the scythe would land firmly in Oni's hand, he was hoping to see the bloodshed from directly above and watching as the two separate halves of the demon fell to the ground lifeless, with no sign of ever getting back up.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 9:40 pm
ΠΰΈ ΓΈΟΡ
Ϋ©
tΡΡ ΰΈβΧ§ΡΰΈ
Ϊ―Ψ Β€βΧ§Ϊ―Β€
Some whom deserve to die, live, and some whom deserve to live, die. This is the circle of life, and the only order in all of the decades is the order of justice - to which is supreme - but victims can rarely carry out justice, but instead it is up to those whom can. Never be too quick to administer justice in the form of death, for not even the wisest of men can always foresee all ends of truth.
In the end, justice is not the ideal of being mutual, but finding out what is right from the wrong and upholding it wherever it may be to purify into peace. Through diversity and strength, we create peace.β------ β ------ β A great many hours had passed since the beginning of the training, and though Enoch was not exhausted, and neither was Wyndom most likely, the truth was..there was only so much that could be possessed at one time, and Wyndom had already reached that limit. He would simply have to grow into the new techniques he was just taught. A process that would take time to master - like strengthening muscles. There was even the possibility that he most likely wouldn't even be able to use some of them until much practice and training was obtained."I've done all I can for you for now, so I'll come back later on to see if I can aid you some more. In the meanwhile, keep practicing." As Enoch spoke, the surrounding would turn black - almost as if all the light and surroundings were dimming until it was all pitch black, and then slowly the surroundings would come into focus - from dull blurry shapes to more sharper and realistic defined objects, to which Wyndom would recognize as the Throne Room he had left to arrive into Ome's dimension. He had been returned to where he was before their intervention, and Enoch nor Ome were anywhere in sight..for now, that is. (I know, tiny post, but unfortunately time has made me desperate and exhaustion has made me rather dim-witted and lazy. xp )
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 3:52 am
The thrum of sudden energy spurred one hand to the key at her chest, one foot falling behind its counterpart in a defensive stance. A rumbling began first at her feet and progressed along the walls. Her eyes narrowed, following the rumbling to the roof where icicles began to quiver and fall. Spears of ice began to rain down around her and she dove for the throne, tucking her knees to her chest. Lina laid like this for a good few minutes, one hand shielding her face from the frozen debris. The quaking eventually stopped and the cavern became quiet, silence impeded by random bits of ice falling to the ground. She crept out from beneath the throne, eyeing the runes that were now apparent on the walls. Runes had never meant anything good when she had encountered them before; with a wry smile she figured her luck hadn't changed any. Within the runes were angels, apparently trapped by whatever mysticism ruled this room. A chill traversed her spine and she turned her back on her carved comrades.
The scepter still held some sort of energy, though its glow now was a far cry from before. Nudging it with her toe, she sighed in defeat. Unless she had somehow been crossbred with a cat, there wasn't going to be any other light. Gritting her teeth, she stooped to pick it up, her focus drifting toward the strange doorway. Grasping the scepter and straightening, she cocked her head in confusion. That richter rocking quake had been enough to knock the ice off the walls, the hell was up with the door? Another of those smiles. Her humor killed her. Crossing to the door, she held the scepter up, the knuckles of her other hand knocking against the ice. Still thick and fracture free. Strange. Looking up, she noticed something scrawled into the wall and free from ice. The scepter was raised and, immediately, she felt a strong sense of deja vu.
Gasping in surprise, one hand clenched and crossed over her stomach as though she were in pain. The culprit was shock. Lina had been a controller of time for so long that anything to do with time and the repetition of it--without her forcing it to happen--was highly unlikely. Breathing deeply, she held the scepter back up toward the script. It was strange, like nothing she had ever seen; almost like chicken scratch with curlicues. And yet...she understood. Not what it meant, but what it said.
And just in the nick of time: a soft yowl floated into the chamber. Whirling about, she lifted a hand to her key, gloved fingers tightening about the scepter. If it had shocked her bare skin so eventfully, perhaps it would have the same effect if used on someone else.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 6:59 pm
Jillyfro
[Heaven's Plight - Battle for St. Anne!]
"Hmf!"
Throwing her weight down, the cloaked woman slammed her left foot down into the ground for two reasons. She'd force herself to plant her leg down to brace against Alettea's kick and two, she'd cause for a tremor beneath Alettea to knock her off balance. As she did this she would swat her right hand forward and bat at Takehitsu's sword hand to knock it off target.
Alettea and Takehitsu may have found that her attacks were simple but now with the both of them at close range she'd begin to step things up. Crouching herself, the movement was fluid and simple enough to let Takehitsu's blade again pass by it's target as he flipped to other side of her. She'd weave left, duck low and erect herself back up and to the right.
As she lifted herself up she'd try and grab at Alettea's leg in attempts to throw her around and at Takehitsu.
A feral growl could barely be heard from the crack that had been defacing the crystal. The dark aura was beginning to overcome the blue-gray light as it bathed the Guild's courtyard. Something was manifesting...
+Charge 3+
[!i!i!i!3/6!i!i!i!]
[Heaven's Plight - Battle for St. Anne]
(( We'll have Wyndom take over since Alettea and Takehitsu haven't replied in a while. ))
Throwing Alettea into Takehitsu, the blue haired woman scoffed, disappointed that things ended so quickly. It appeared that she had knocked them both unconscious. Either way, the cloaked woman's task was nearly complete.
"The celebrations can almost begin! Hahahaha! St. Anne, give in to Chaos!"
Overjoyed by the events, the blue haired woman looked to the crystal that had become engulfed with a ominous and malevolent, dark aura. Soul piercing, red eyes started to shine through the darkness and the ground started to rumble.
Just what was emerging from this crystal? And would anyone be able to stop this chaos in time?
+Charge 4+
[!i!i!i!2/6!i!i!i!]
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:07 pm
[Heaven's Plight - Prelude to Chaos]
"KKREEEEYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Enraged, feral, and now mortal, the creature screeched out and prepared to fight Oni again. It's senses were still keen though and it would jump to avoid Oni's scythe. However as it did, Lucas was soaring at the horned creature with his right fist cocked back.
"Absolute Impact!"
Coming up from behind the creature, Lucas smashed his fist into the back of it's head. A flash of light, explosion of flames and a shock wave sent the creature flying forwards, it's upper body now being lit ablaze. It would roll and tumble forward to be at the mercy of Oni.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:28 pm
[Heaven's Plight - Shadows of Time]
(( Lina, Ki, and Raven's story branches merge here ))
The shadows at the exit were still yet they seemed to hold something. Most definitely, Lina would know that something or someone approached. However the presence would not seem hostile. In fact it would be quite the opposite as Lina would see once a figure entered into the Throne room.
Gasping, Moirae hesitated to move forward, her jet black wings folding in behind her as she touched the ground. Her crimson red eyes looked to Lina and then to the scepter, concerned and unsure of this person. However looking closely it appeared that the woman before her was not fully aware of current circumstances. In fact it started to look like she was just some tomb raiding thief. But perhaps they could help each other out.
"Perhaps...Perhaps you can help me, stranger. You can call me Moirae. I'm being chased and I'm not able to escape on my own."
Carefully, Moirae weaved her words and laced them around Lina's ears. There were no signs of her deceit as there was much truth to her words. Besides the scepter that Lina was holding held a much greater purpose than to to bludgeon someone.
As for Ki and Raven, the two would feel the ground shake and see the ice shatter and fall. The walls were also covered with runes but there were no Celestial sculptures. However they would see what looked like Moirae's fleeting figure. It was a shadow- an echo of her presence here. Oddly enough whatever had happened was allowing Raven and Ki to pursue the Dark Angel directly to where she was...
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:34 pm
 ~:'ΓΎΙΉΙΖΚᴠɯðþ¡ΚM':~
As his surroundings solidified, Wyndom quickly glanced around the empty throne room before making his way outdoors. He wasn't sure exactly how long it had been since he vanished, and the sound of battle which greeted his ears confirmed that it had been too long.
Quickening his pace, the hooded figure would enter into the nearby guild where Takehitsu and Alettea where laying on the ground. Wyndom had no idea what was going on, but if his teammates where down then this blue-haired women must be the enemy. By the look of the crystal he didn't have long, either - it was time to test out what this new body of his could do.
Springing into action, Wyndom would break into a sprint, his body becoming a dulled blur around the edges as he closed the distance of roughly 100 meters between himself and the girl. He managed to reach her in just under 2 seconds, which was about 5x faster then an Olympic sprinter.
Once in reach, Wyndom would propel himself forward and up with his left foot, his left fist aiming to smash into her jaw from below like an uppercut. His body would spin counter clockwise ever so slightly as he pivoted to direct his momentum to her left side where his right hand was ready to follow up.
 
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 11:18 pm
β The β π π π π π π π Guardian β
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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"Easy, Jesta'."
Raven soothed the growling beast at her side. Instead she paused where she were, expanding her mind into the open air around them. Yes...yes, this is what the felt earlier. Now it felt far more tangible--were it the wall in the energy was pushing through? As though recalling a memory, Raven tilted her head back. Ki was to her rear--then Moirae was not too far ahead with...Lina? It was the quiet resonating whisper of her ethereal abilities that alluded her to the name of the energy she had felt. The signature was more crisp than before, yet still disoriented and shifting in constant motion. It was something Raven had never seen before, it made her all the more curious as to what was going on.
They advanced even more slowly towards the shattering ice that had fallen. Raven steeled herself a glance around, roaming over the runes. What did these mean? She would have to venture into the Library and search through Archives. The super-computer within her skull was already scanning images as she absorbed the details of different scriptures. With Jesta' in the lead now, they crept closer to the shattered wall, her dirks poised.
"If we are done playing hide and seek, Light needs us?" Musing aloud, Raven finally made the proximity to them voiced.
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βͺβ½ β βΎβͺ
||. Ego si relapsus resurgo .||
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 6:38 pm
Ki would Move Along the Ice Slowly, The Ice would be clear as day reflecting his image back at him as he stayed near Raven, His Ally would Scan the Area quickly able to understand everything, Or so it seemed to Ki anyways. His Senses were begining to get a feel for the area Save for his Nose, Which was cold, Since Ki hates the Cold as it is, His sense of Smell couldnt Pick up on the Other Entity However he could hear it clearly.
With a turn of his Shoulders, He would Look behind him, and growl weakly, As he looks back ahead, His Voice would Deepen with a growl within his words, Annoyed at the cold, And the Fact he rather Be Doing battle instead of trying to travel within this tundra.
"This place is a Pain in the a**...but...You feel Something odd...Or do we not Feel alone anymore? i have a strange Scent i dont recall...Lets becareful."
With That he would Draw Razorda, And Ready it over his Shoulder, The Azure Wolf, feeling uneasy about this place, or Was it the fact the cold was getting to him? or that he knows battle draw's near?
((finally free time, Jesus sorry that took so long x_X))
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 11:47 pm
β The β π π π π π π π Guardian β
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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"Careful is a good word. I'm not entirely sure what all is going on here, but we are in the middle of a crisis. I just hope no one else dies here. Or anywhere."
The tips of the woman's fingers tingled, the incredulous journey that unfolded before them wearing on her nerves. Raven pulled away from expanding her mind too far, the beginnings of a headache catching on to her. So much as being thrown at them so quickly and she felt unorganized! The familiar weight of the twin dirks within her grasp soothed her instantly, and she regained her reserve. Light was fine; Wyndom was fine, all of her comrades were fine; Light was no fool, and nor were any of the people she had fought with. They were at odds with this siege of Chaos, but they would come through well.
Raven glanced briefly at Kira; they had come a long way. Did they really have a choice to go back now? The corner of her lip twitched into a grin as she glanced back to the two women before them.
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βͺβ½ β βΎβͺ
||. Ego si relapsus resurgo .||
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 1:17 pm
(YEAH! FINALLY FIGURED OUT MY PASSWORD!)
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