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SAER MADDOX / 949 YEARS OLD / CARPENTER / FERNCOMBE

FULL NAME:

Saer Maddox

BIRTHDAY:

15 August, 1068

SPECIES:

He is a Te-Tini and Ponaturi but all he has of the Ponaturi is a bad attitude and dark black eyes when he wants them.

AREA OF RESIDENCE:

He doesn’t live in a house since it burnt down, but he lives in the rubble of the blackened house in the forest and is often seen wandering aimlessly with soot from the house covering him, which adds more to the idea that he is a demon.

BIOGRAPHY: (tw:  death, murder)

Saer was born to a Ponaturi and a Te-Tini faerie in 1068, he doesn’t know his exact birthday but he knows “it was somewhere in late spring.” He doesn’t remember much of growing up, but he remembered that his parents didn’t ever let he or his siblings go without anything they needed. They were the wealthiest in the village in terms of what they had, they had enough for each of their children to have their own room, but often they would all sleep in the same room to huddle up and keep warm. The first of their children was killed when the cold got into her lungs and she passed slowly and painfully while the Patu were nowhere to be seen, because they were, at that point, fighting with his parents over some dispute about land. After this, they repaired what had been broken between them and the peace was once again restored to the village. Saer however was not one for this, and the dark traits that he picked up from his parents began to pull through, he spent a lot of time harming people who he saw as friends, like it was the only way he knew to show some kind of affection.

Saer needed to get away from his home at twelve, so he went and built himself a small hut in the middle of the forest, the rest of his siblings had mostly moved away,but he was the one that went furthest away from their family. He became very quiet and worked on feeding himself every day, fighting away those who came before him and tried to take what he had. Slowly though, he began to open his hut to people who needed it, however this was full of a darker idea, he quite often captured women with the intention of sleeping with them whether with or without permission. He started to see himself as some kind of god, but the more and more he let women in, the more he found himself growing fond of certain ones, and finally he let himself love someone, mostly vowing off other women in favor of one who seemed just as dark and depraved as he was. They would often lure people to their hut in order to harm them or kill them. Saer and Lilith were a law unto themselves.

After awhile of doing this the elders intervened, they couldn’t keep doing what they were, and the pair of them fell into some kind of depression, they began to take it out on each other, harming themselves with each other and finding ways to cause the other pain while laughing about it. One day it was taken too far and Lilith passed away from the injuries he had caused, he hated knowing that he was the cause of what had become of Lilith. He fell into one of the deepest depressions that he had felt in a long time, he became a shadow of himself and he went back home, where his mother nursed him back to health and his father spent a lot of time confused as to why he even needed to come back home. But his mother insisted that he was in much more need of her love because when he was young he didn’t have as much of it, and she was sure that was why he turned out the way he had so far.

By the time he left his family he was thirty years old and ready to do something different, he needed to get away from his home, far away, he took off on a trek, walking throughout the land and finding out more about himself, remembering who he was and what exactly he had done, unfortunately he found more questions than answers and ended up getting even darker than he had done when he was with Lilith, now the further he wandered, the more people he found to kill, the deaths of people around him invited all of his demons to take him over, he was a serial killer already and his body count was only ever growing despite Saer trying to remember who he was in the good times, all he could think about was all of the bad.

Once again he found himself coming home, but home was full of pain and heartbreak, he came home to find a band of rogue supernaturals had killed almost everyone in the village he once called home, however one thing changed him, amongst the rubble of what was once his home he found the same eyes staring back at him, a very new baby sister had somehow avoided all of the carnage of what had happened and it made him feel so much lighter than he had in a long time. Beside her was a note explaining that she was his sister and her name was Lylywyn and he needed to take care of her, because they didn’t know if they would survive, however she had a spell cast over her from a far more powerful fae and she was protected from whatever had befallen the family.

He spent a long time trying to rebuild what had been broken about his personality and for years he spent time teaching his little sister all that she would ever need to know, he felt like for once since Lilith he was turning into what he should have been. Lylywyn had been the best thing that  had happened to him and he stood firm beside that belief, he very quickly became one of the ones that replaced the elders as he was proving himself to be very good at remembering how to be a faerie that looked after those of his kind. He would fight any supernatural that tried to get in and do the same thing that had happened before, he became known for being fiercely protective of anyone in the village and would often be seen fighting off those who came too close.

Years went by, new colonies were formed, New Zealand was born, people began settling into different places and he still fought off those who came too close or settled too much. He still wouldn’t let anything happen. By this time he was over eight hundred and he and his sister had been living happily. Things had changed people were making new settlements, there were new kinds of technology, and along with that came new heartache, he had fallen for a European woman who came to settle in their town during the gold rush, her parents approved of their union, but when he confessed to her what he was she didn’t understand, instead of letting him explain it to her, she ran, falling in love with, and marrying another who was in the gold boom. A few years later he heard about her death in a mine when she was taking food to her husband and the mine collapsed, he started going to her grave each year on the anniversary of her death.

Over the years Saer became a little more distant, sticking to he and his sister, living in the home she now shared with her husband and their children. He wanted to remember what love felt like and he fell in love once more, with a woman who was the direct opposite of him, the mixture she had was Patu and Pake. They were married and conceived their first child in the same year, 1877 marked the year the very first Mataku was born, the pair of them knew almost immediately that something was different with this child, she wasn’t the same, they didn’t share the same bond with her, and the more children they had, they all turned out very similar, with different adaptations of light within them.

Years passed again and by the time he was nine hundred and thirty he had fifty children, all of them were the beginning of a different species. More people with the mix they had began having children, and the Mataku had begun having their own children, and after years, the species were that of their own.

A few months ago, when he was making the trip to his beloved European woman’s grave to once again talk to her about what had happened since the year before he found himself hurting, struck with the need to get home. By the time he got there his forest was ablaze, his sister, wife, brother-in-law and few of his and his sister’s children had perished in the blaze, the darkness he had felt for so long came screaming back to the forefront of his mind, and he remembered once again why he never let himself fall in love or be happy for so long.

PERSONALITY:

Saer has a very dark personality to begin with, if he was to describe his personality in modern terms he would say bi-polar, but without the quick turn around, he will have days or months when something will be a happy day, but his dark times can last months, if not years, though certain things can bring him back from that precipice of falling into the darkness. He can remember the times when he was happy and that’s very much was drives some of his anger because he wants to be happy but thinks the happiness he used to have is very much unattainable.

He doesn’t value human life very much and is always one to say that the humans are to blame for almost everything. He prefers to be alone but often finds himself growing attached to certain people especially if they are of his species, however some of the darker angrier supernaturals he finds himself avoiding for the most part, not wanting to be left in the same situation when his sister was so cruelly taken from him.

Saer is unique in that if he focuses in on a conversation hard enough he can see black smoke billowing around someone who is lying, but he has to focus in when he wants to see it, he cannot be speaking in a conversation and see it, but he still tries to hold a decent conversation anyway.

FACE CLAIM: TOM ELLIS ✗ MUN: Nikki, NZST, 24, She/Her

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DEVERON RIVER / UNKNOWN YEARS OLD / DOCK HAND AT THE HARBOUR AND PAINTER / MILLBURN HEIGHTS

FULL NAME:

Deveron “Dovern/Dov” RIver

BIRTHDAY:

March 18, unknown year.

SPECIES:

Seafolk, a Kelpie of the Deveron River.

AREA OF RESIDENCE:

When first arriving, she spent most of her time not around the docks, in the water. After she started to establish herself, she found she needed a home, so she moved to a small, “tiny house” in Millburn Heights.

BIOGRAPHY: (tw:  trigger, trigger)

Deveron, “Dovern”/ “Dov”, Rivers has watched suns rise, and moons set for longer than she can even remember. Hundreds, maybe thousands of years ago, a little crack in the surface of the earth emerged. Not too long after, the crack grew. The crack continued to grow, and grow, and water came heavier and heavier. Soon, it was a creak. And not too many years later, a river. It had carved its path in the world. As it did, a small sleeping spirit began to form. The spirit stayed sleeping, barely aware of its surroundings, until the river grew large, and slow sections of it began to form.

The day the spirit opened its eyes, it was shocked by the world around it. Not knowing how to live, or what to do. Appearing with no knowledge of its own. Soon, it learned of the water it was bore in, that it was the protector of the water, the guard. Over years, it enjoyed it’s peace with the water and the fish in it. The tree spirits around it, the sun, the animals who would come to drink from it. At one end of the river, the spirit even met another spirit like itself. The river spirit loved its… life? If that what you would have called it.

It wasn’t long- to the spirit, of course. It had been many, many, hundreds of years of floating, swimming, and existing. Peacefully. Even when the humans began to build towns near its river, it wasn’t a big deal. It enjoyed the company. They were respectful, kind. They appreciated the water almost as much as it did. A few swore they’d seen the spirit. And It- It found the humans interesting, as long as they respected its waters.

One, who called himself a man, who came to the river every day, never took any of the water, except for a sip or two when he grew thirsty. He would sometimes wade his feet on hot days, or stay bundled by the side on cold ones. He would just watch the water, sometimes speaking to it. The spirit would sit, the orbs to see just above the surface, gazing back at him. The spirit loved to look at him. Swearing he was looking directly at it. One day, he finally asked the spirit its name. It was thrown, confused. Not expecting to be spoken to that way. Promptly, it vanished into the water. Months passed before it responded to him. It hadn’t known how to speak at first, and the sounds came strange from its mouth. The voice was light and airy. Eventually, the man called it “a sweet girl.” it wasn’t sure what a girl was, but it went with it. It felt strange, to be friendly. Something deep inside of it made it want to drown the person who was speaking to her, who she’d grown fond of. Made the anger dig deep into her. There were instances when she had to fight back the urge, hold herself back. There was a day, a few months in, when the spirit had angered the man. It acted on its urges, pulling the man into the water. But, the affection the spirit had bore for him made it let the man go.

That night- a night that felt uneasy, the surface rippling and turning more than normal, the spirit heard a shout. It was the man it had grown fond of. He was leading villagers to her waters. They were acting ridiculously, loud, and with bright, flickering ends of sticks. The anger that filled it was one that it hadn’t learned of yet. He wanted to kill the spirit, and the spirit killed them all, eating them as their dead bodies sunk to the rock bed of its river.

From then on, it sometimes took the name of she, to lure men to her waters with sweet calls, and drown them. Sometimes, it would take it’s natural form of a black, wet horse, to lure children into coming with her. Those were her darker days. She doesn’t remember most of them. She spent them moving around the river, up and down it, as it grew larger and larger. There were far more many years before she learned how to leave the waters for more than the shore line.

As the spirit grew older, and wavered between years of cruelty, and being too tired- too hurt to be cruel, it watched as cities grew. Eventually, the river became more of a source. The cities pollution hit, and angered her. But, what was he to do? Not understanding human customs, and barely knowing much of the language but what she’d picked up on from listening to people, she knew not of what to do.

When they changed the name of her waters from Dovern to Deveron, she felt a strange loss. Something in her snapped. It was still Dovern, but no one called her that. Anyone who said Deveron angered her. Centuries later, a strange human came to her waters. The human could see her again, and offered her solace. Asked her if she was happy, and if the spirit was not happy, if she would want to be. The spirit explained how it hated the change of her waters. Its waters were the Dovern River, not the Deveron river. It felt wrong. The spirit learned this person was called a Ngaro a Riria Mataku- a witch. It first threatened the witch with drowning her, but then begged. Begged the witch to help her. With a grin and a spell, the witch left. It wasn’t long after, the spirit felt empty. The waters twisted and turned around it. It felt disconnected, lost. Without home. The waters were its home, but it no longer belonged there.

Angry with the mataku, it left the waters. It said goodbye to its river, and promised to see it again and bring it the blood of the witch who had done this to them. The witch was long gone by then, and had warned the town to be wary of the spirit. She was attacked in the city. Fleeing lasted years. She went from place to place, speaking as little as she could, with the sole purpose of finding the witch who tricked her. It was an impossible task. The spirit spent time trying to learn but couldn’t find anything. Time went, and eventually she found herself in many places, but only places with some bodies of water. Moscow, Nepal, Berlin, Madrid, various towns throughout India, China, and Africa. All with different forms of magic, but none knowing much of the word, “mataku”.

One day, the Spirit came upon a dock, to find a witch who worked on the seas. A sea witch. The witch knew not much of the word, but a location. New Zealand. The Spirit made her way there, lost and forlorn, not knowing what would come of this but wanting her river back. She spent most of her time in New Zealand going from river to river, body of water to body of water, not enjoying being far from them for long. The bay it came to was too large for the spirits liking, but it found some liking in it. Eventually it made its way to that bay to stay, finding there was more magic there then she’d previously thought. She found a job as a harbor hand, calling herself “Dovern” or “Dov” as a nickname, and “Deveron” as her real name. Over the years she has tried to accept the name, so that maybe the river will accept her again.

PERSONALITY:

Dov enjoys solitude. She is a truly Pisces in that she is reserved, and sensitive. A good listener, as many rivers are. She’s also stubborn, stuck in her ways. She hates things she likes changing, even though one would think that is normal for a river. She is cold to most people, and sees no reason to form affections. They only hold you back.

FACE CLAIM: ASTRID BERGES-FRISBEY ✗ MUN: Marina, CST, 21, She/Her

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Welcome to Echo Valley! The following characters have been accepted into town!

Deveron River (Astrid Berges-Frisbey) (Kelpie) Played by Marina

Saer Maddox (Tom Ellis) (Te-Tini-O-Hakuturi and Ponaturi faerie) Played by Nikki

Please send in your accounts in the next 48 hours! Check out our to do list, and make sure you’re tracking these tags:evrpstarter, evrpadmin, evrpfollow, evrpunfollow, evrpevent, evrptask, and evrpinsta. There are also optional tags to follow for inspiration:evrpgraphic,evrpmoodboard,and evrpmusic.

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Vivian Carter (Georgie Henley) is looking for an Older Brother. The details are below the cut.

This connection is currently: OPEN

Connection to Your Character:

Older Brother

Character Name:

Elijah “Eli” Carter

Age Range:

21-30

Face Claim Suggestion:

William Moseley, Ben Barnes, Skandar Keynes, Logan Lerman, Asa Butterfield

Species:

Half White Mataku, Half Ponaturi, shows more signs of his Ponaturi half

Details:

He and Vivian are very close and probably consider one another their best friends. He’s always been very supportive of Vivian after she was raped and decided to keep the baby who she named Angelique. He helped his mother and Vivian take care of Angelique and understood why Vivian decided to move out of their mother’s house as soon as she could. Despite the hostility Ponaturi are known for Eli has always had a soft spot for his baby sister and now has one for his niece.  

You can contact Corie { here }

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Appcount Update;; {two total apps}

ONE Female (Seafolk) - Deveron River (Astrid Berges-Frisbey) (Kelpie)

ONE Male (Faerie) - Saer Maddox (Tom Ellis) (Te-Tini & Ponaturi)

Acceptances are done on Monday and Friday at 10am NZST (Sunday & Thursday at 11pm GMT, 6pm EST.)

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VIVIAN CARTER / 20 YEARS OLD / CASHIER AT BOUND TO PLEASE / RANDWICK

FULL NAME:

Vivian Allison Carter

BIRTHDAY:

7 January, 1997

SPECIES:

Mataku with Ponaturi blood - has love of rain/water from the ponaturi.

AREA OF RESIDENCE:

Lives in a small flat in Randwick with her three year old daughter Angelique.

BIOGRAPHY: (tw:  death, rape, teen pregnancy, harassment, bullying)

Vivian was born to Ponaturi Anna and White Mataku Mitchell Carter in the winter of 1997 and along with her older brother they were the perfect cookie cutter family. Despite her father not always being around because of being in the military they were a happy family, always spending time doing family bonding activities such as family game nights and the Carter parents teaching their children how to control their growing powers. Vivian and her brother grew to be very close to one another throughout their childhood, fending off bullies and the like as they supported their mother while their father was deployed. Everything changed when Vivian was almost eleven, her father was killed in action and it was so awful they only received his dogtags for closure. Vivian’s mother fell into a depression for a while until Vivian’s grandmother gave her a smack of reality pointing out that Anna still had two kids who needed her. The loss of their father and the distance of their mother had caused the two children to almost lose control of themselves and their hold on their powers.

From that moment on, Anna began to work her butt off to support her kids and herself, sometimes even working two jobs to make enough money for them to live on, while making sure to teach them all that she could on control. She got help from family and friends for which she was extremely grateful; especially when Mitchell’s childhood friend Thomas helped look after the kids, giving the a father-like figure to look up to. Thomas would take Vivian’s brother out to play sports or watch games and would help Vivian with her homework. Soon everything was beginning to feel perfect once more. Vivian and her brother even speculated about Anna and Thomas ending up together.

Once more horror struck the Carter household shortly after Vivian’s sixteenth birthday. Having Thomas swing by to spend time with the kids was nothing new and Anna thought nothing of leaving them alone as she went to work, it was even usual for Thomas to give Vivian’s brother some money to go pick them up some food so Vivian didn’t think anything of it when she was left alone with Thomas. Until he showed his true colors and raped Vivian, acting as if everything were normal once Vivian’s brother and Anna returned home. Vivian couldn’t bring herself to speak of what had happened until she realized the consequences of Thomas’ actions: she was pregnant with his child. She went to her mother and brother and told them everything, terrified that they wouldn’t believe her. She needn’t have worried, their familial bond was too strong for them not to believe her. With help they took Thomas to court and sent him to jail, making sure to revoke any rights to the baby that he might have had so that he would never even be able to go near the child.

Vivian couldn’t bring herself to do anything other than keep her baby, it wasn’t the baby’s fault at how she came into existence. Even though it made going to school hard, with the other students making comments and assumptions she wouldn’t change her mind about her baby and her mother and brother stood by her through it all. She knew the comments and harassment wouldn’t stop even after she had the baby and she was right. There were days she came home from school in tears, wishing she were never born but she had her family there to support her and get her through it. She kept up a brave face for a year until the day she came home in a torn and dirty uniform from a couple of boys trying to have their way with her.  That was the day Anna decided that homeschooling would be best for her daughter.

Vivian agreed as it would help her concentrate on her studies without the harassment and she’d be able to spend time with her own daughter, Angelique. It would also give her time to regain her connection to her powers, which she’d lost when Thomas had raped her. When Vivian realized that her mother was trying to assert more control over Angelique’s life, treating the baby as if Anna was her mother and not Vivian, Vivi put her foot down. She finished her studies to graduate High School and moved out of her family home in Ferncombe to a little apartment in Randwick with Angelique. Vivian adored her mother and her brother, but Angelique was hers and she wouldn’t let anyone try to deny that fact.

PERSONALITY:

Vivian is very sweet and usually soft spoken. She doesn’t have much of a temper unless it concerns her family, she very family oriented. She loves to take photos, mostly of nature but also the occasional shot of a person and she dreams of being an author, she loves telling stories. She can be goofy when she’s comfortable with someone but is wary of people and of being hurt by them. She can be very maternal especially if it’s with someone she cares about, though she does have a hard time making friends nowadays because she’s wary of most people. After she was raped everyone thought she’d fall to the dark side of magic, especially since she couldn’t connect with her magic as easily as before. But she proved them all wrong when she shone brighter and brighter in the Light.

FACE CLAIM: GEORGIE HENLEY ✗ MUN: Corie, CST, 26, She/Her

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Welcome to Echo Valley! The following characters have been accepted into town!

Vivian Allison Carter (Georgie Henley) ( White Mataku ) Played by Corie

Please send in your accounts in the next 48 hours! Check out our to do list, and make sure you’re tracking these tags:evrpstarter, evrpadmin, evrpfollow, evrpunfollow, evrpevent, evrptask, and evrpinsta. There are also optional tags to follow for inspiration:evrpgraphic,evrpmoodboard,and evrpmusic.

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Appcount Update;; {one total apps}

ONE Female (Mataku)  - Vivian Allison Carter (Georgie Henley) ( White Mataku )

Acceptances are done on Monday and Friday at 10am NZST (Sunday & Thursday at 11pm GMT, 6pm EST.)

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Guidelines Update:

Archiving Characters:

If you are having muse problems on one of your characters, but you do not want them to be dropped, you now have the option of archiving them. Archiving a character means that you don’t necessarily have enough muse, but you’re almost positive you’ll want to bring them back at some point. This means you do not want them erased from EV history. Archived characters can be picked back up at any point. But it is important to remember, this is not a hiatus.  Characters may only be archived if you are currently still playing another character. If you need a break from RPing, WE GET IT! But that is a hiatus. :) If you archive a character, expect periodic messages about said archived character, and how you are doing with your muse. Please do take this privilege to heart and work on getting your muse up while it is archived. If you need help with muse-sparking activities, let us know!

FCs:

Vaulted: A vaulted FC means that it is unplayable. This was either a crucial character in the RP that is no longer there, or this character died. Archived: An archived FC is an FC that is attached to an archived character. They are only playable with permission from that character’s mun. 

Activity:

Activity is now less stringent. We’re building community and understand that the generation of RPers who began are now fulltime workers, and going to university. Just keep in contact with us, okay?

Thank you for understanding!

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hello , my loves ! 

So, I know we disappeared a bit, and should have mentioned something. The emergencies we ran into were sudden, and mildly long lasting. 

However! After much needed mental breaks, and taking care of things at home in our personals (and at hospitals, good heavens), we are back! Thank you all for being so understanding.

So, with taking EV off of it’s little hiatus, we wanted to institute a less rigid form of RPing. We expect activity or communication. We respect that muse comes in and out. That the generation of people who started RPing on tumblr 4, 5, 6, 7+ years ago are all now working jobs, or going to school. It’s not just middle/high school, and rping is not just one liners. Life is rough, and busy, and sometimes, you have muse and no energy. Sometimes it’s the other way. Trust me, we get it.

Remember to stay in contact with us. We love each and every one of you who even come through here. 

That being said, we are a very literate, mostly para-based rp, but we want to focus on community. Echo would not be here without you guys. If there is something you want to see, let us know. We’re happy to look into it. 

We are a literate rp, focusing on character development, and, above all, friendship.

            - Admins M&N

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Good morning lovelies! There’s 24 hours until the next acceptance and we’d love to see some applications in the inbox. We have a new most wanted tag, and as always we’d love to see your OC’s as well as seeing some of our skeletons taken up. Skeletons are absolutely changeable in any way as long as you send us a message first and talk to us about it! We’re a little group but that doesn’t mean we don’t have big plans!

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The page is once again up to date! We have changed a few things and made everything a little more clearer. I am signing off for the night, but feel free to send any questions or applications in the meantime! Our next acceptance day is Friday, 10am NZST, 6pm EST, and 10pm GMT. We have plenty of room and the town, forest, and sea would love to see more of their children coming to see. Why not check out our most wanted? We have plenty of wanted connections too!

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Echo Valley’s Most Wanted

Scott Evander Usmey - Human - Suggested FC: Ben Barnes - Information here [First name UTP] Polizzi - Human - Suggested FC: Sophie Turner - Information here Nathaniel Andrew Uostein - Human - Suggested FC: Chad Michael Murray - Information here [Full name UTP] - Human (Bounty Hunter) - FC: Henry Cavill - Information here [Full name UTP] - Human (Police Officer) - FC: Natalie Dormer - Information here [Full name UTP] - Faerie (mayor) - FC: Taika Waititi - Information here  Clark Brennon - Human - FC: Harry Lloyd - Information here [Full name UTP] - Mataku - Suggested FC: Fan Bingbing - Information here [Full name UTP] - Human - Suggested FC: Norman Reedus - Information here

      SKELETONS | GUIDELINES | TAKEN FCS | WANTED | SUPERNATURAL INFO

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