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thornybubbles · 9 months
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Short Scenario: Reader's Stand is overpowered nightmare fuel (Stardust Crusaders) (non-yandere)
It wasn't looking good. An enemy Stand user had managed to corner nearly the entire group minus Jotaro and Iggy. You really wished they were here right now. You were the only one standing at the moment. The others lay on the ground paralyzed due to the enemy's Stand's ability. Anytime another Stand user tried to attack him, both they and their Stand would end up as a helpless heap on the ground. You were the only one that hadn't revealed your Stand yet... and you were hesitant to do so.
You haven't used Overkill in a very long time and for good reason. If you summoned it, and used it against the enemy, it would no doubt take out not only the Stand user, but the other Crusaders, yourself, and half of the town. For most of the trip, you'd managed to do just fine without it. You really, really didn't want to have to summon it unless you absolutely had to.
The enemy suddenly turned to you.
"You there," he said. "What exactly are you waiting for? All the others have revealed their Stands to me and I would very much like to see yours. I'm a bit of a collector you see. Got a photographic memory, I do. My favorite thing in the world is to commit to memory my enemy's Stand's appearance and abilities right before I send them to Hell. So come now, don't just stand there looking all scared and useless. Let's see that Stand of yours. If its user is any indication, I'll bet its positively adorable!"
"I--I can't!" you stammered.
"Why are you hesitating!?" Polnareff gasped from where he lay injured in the dirt. "Can't you see we're in trouble over here? Just reveal your Stand and kick his ass already!"
"No, don't!" Joseph's shout was slightly muffled from the fact that he was lying face down in the dirt. "If you attack him you'll just end up like us! You've got to get away from here! Go find Jotaro and tell him what's happening!"
The enemy scoffed at the old man.
"I don't think so," he said. "No one's going anywhere."
He gave his Stand a nod and it sauntered over to where Avdol lay, struggling to break out of the paralyzed state he was in. He stopped struggling when the Stand placed its foot on top of his throat. It applied a little pressure to his throat, causing the Egyptian man to sputter and cough and then glare over at the Stand's user.
"Stop it!" Kakyoin shouted. "You're going to kill him!"
The enemy sneered.
"That's the idea, you little waste of space." he said, giving the red head a vicious kick in the side.
Kakyoin yelped. as one of his ribs cracked.
"Stop!" you shouted.
"Now then," the enemy began. "For every moment you hesitate, I'll kill one of your friends. I was going to kill you all anyway, but at the very least you could die knowing that the death of your friends wasn't all your fault. So, for the last time, REVEAL YOUR FUCKING STAND!!!"
You flinched as he bellowed out the last part. You wanted to protest, but poor Avdol's face was starting to turn blue.
"Fine." you said at last. "But just remember, you asked for this."
And with that you summoned your Stand.
Within moments of Overkill coming into existence, the sky went black and the normally blazing sun dimmed and took on a strange, gray color. You watched as Overkill's monstrous form took shape, towering over everything within a hundred miles. It stood on four long legs attached to huge, stomping hooves. Its hunched body was lined with glaring eyes and snapping mouths. The head, if you could call it that, was little more than a mass of writhing tentacles.
All around your Stand, chaotic events took place. The fountain in the middle of town began spewing blood. A little old lady morphed into some kind of creature and began rampaging through the streets. A group of thugs suddenly found that they had sprouted wings and took flight against their will. They screamed as they were pulled into the sky, forced into a flight formation like a flock of birds.
You glared at the enemy, despising the fact that he'd pushed you this far. He was staring up at your Stand looking like he was having several crises at once.
"This is Overkill," you introduced.
Your Stand let out a low bellowing roar as if in greeting.
"Well you've seen my Stand. Are you satisfied or do you need more time to commit it to memory?" you mocked him.
"In DIO's name!" he cried, finally finding his voice.
"So do you still want this fight?" you asked.
The enemy looked at you, horrified.
"My Lord said nothing about this! It was assumed that you didn't even have a Stand! I was just testing that theory! I didn't... I never realized.... I-I-I have to report this!!"
The enemy turned on his heel and ran face first into Star Platinum's fist.
Jotaro had seen the massive abomination of a Stand from the marketplace. He was hoping to grab some oranges for a snack for later, but that was before all the food in the stalls started screaming and pleading for him not to eat them. That's when the sky darkened and he looked up to see the monster towering overhead. Suspecting an enemy was attacking the rest of the group, he ran to investigate, leaving Iggy to cower under one of the stalls. The canine wanted NO part of THAT THING!!
Jotaro had assumed that the monster Stand belonged to the enemy, but now that he sent the bastard to dreamland he realized that wasn't the case. And since he knew what everyone else's Stands looked like, that meant that it could only belong to one other person.
He looked over at you, stunned.
You gave him a sheepish, uncomfortable look in response and dismissed Overkill. Once the Stand was no longer present, everything returned to normal as if nothing had ever been amiss. Even the flying thugs had been returned to the ground and they went about their day as if nothing had happened. Not a soul remembered the insanity that transpired only moments ago. Fortunately no one was killed, but the looks your friends were giving you bothered you.
Were they afraid of you now?
They were all looking at you as if trying to figure out what part of your soul or psyche caused you to have a Stand like THAT.
You averted your gaze, unable to take the shocked, questioning looks they gave you.
"I, um... I have some issues..." you mumbled.
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Meanwhile, Polnareff:
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blueboyluca · 10 months
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“When I first heard it, from a dog trainer who knew her behavioral science, it was a stunning moment. I remember where I was standing, what block of Brooklyn’s streets. It was like holding a piece of polished obsidian in the hand, feeling its weight and irreducibility. And its fathomless blackness. Punishment is reinforcing to the punisher. Of course. It fit the science, and it also fit the hidden memories stored in a deeply buried, rusty lockbox inside me. The people who walked down the street arbitrarily compressing their dogs’ tracheas, to which the poor beasts could only submit in uncomprehending misery; the parents who slapped their crying toddlers for the crime of being tired or hungry: These were not aberrantly malevolent villains. They were not doing what they did because they thought it was right, or even because it worked very well. They were simply caught in the same feedback loop in which all behavior is made. Their spasms of delivering small torments relieved their frustration and gave the impression of momentum toward a solution. Most potently, it immediately stopped the behavior. No matter that the effect probably won’t last: the reinforcer—the silence or the cessation of the annoyance—was exquisitely timed. Now. Boy does that feel good.”
— Melissa Holbrook Pierson, The Secret History of Kindness (2015)
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bixels · 4 months
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While I do think anon was rude, I do think it's pretty shitty to set up all this stuff you were going to add the au and then just drop it. It's disappointing. Definitely unfollowing.
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Bye.
#ask me#anon#once AGAIN.#I am not dropping anything#the au is not getting cancelled. more than likely i'm gonna take a break from it until i find motivation again#But I've been drawing the AU for half a fucking year#In that time I've only drawn 5 things that aren't mlp related#I'm getting tired and my last few posts didn't do as well as I'd hoped#And I'm not about to burn myself out on mlp au art even if I really do love making it#I'm still gonna make comics. I have a bunch of ideas.#Tulli and I still wanna do the limited run merch shop#Discord is still coming. Sunset is still coming. Sombra is still coming. I have so many ideas#But I need to do something else for my own sake. Did you know I was supposed to get the background 6 designs done by now#But I didn't because I'm TIRED#I've been keeping myself on a schedule to keep content pumping despite travel and school and family and I'm tired#what i'm getting isn't matching what i'm giving and that's nobody's fault. i'm not frustrated at anyone. a slump was bound to happen#drawing the au was fun until it become my Thing. Because when your Thing––your identity––starts to faulter#it can really make you freak out#And that's not healthy for the project or for myself. I need to find the fun again and I'm sure I will#I'm really appreciative of everyone's support in my inbox and replies it really does mean a lot especially given that about 2/3 of my#followers followed for mlp. But if you're gonna react to me saying “i'm gonna cool down on mlp art and draw my own stuff” with “i'm#disappointed in you." then Leave! I think it's good you're unfollowing#you are not obligated to stick by my side! But don't act like I'm doing you a disservice by turning my attention elsewhere#I didn't promise anyone anything and I definitely didn't say I'm breaking any promises.
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kittyandco · 2 months
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does anyone else get so upset when you think about all the things that happened to your f/o... all the things they went through? all the things they haven't healed from? the pain that they may still be enduring? how you can do your best to help them but you can't protect them from everything. so you just love them the ways they needed before, how they deserved. and you see them happy because they finally accept, at least in some ways, that they do deserve it. they deserve love like all beings do
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gayvampyr · 2 years
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maybe a hot take but slowing down, using more concise language, and/or giving more detailed explanations or instructions is not the same as infantilization or “dumbing it down,” some of you guys just view disabled/ND peoples need for comprehension accommodations as inherently childish, dumb, or less-than
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bifangirl · 8 months
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no one:
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bleepblopbloop56 · 11 months
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My husband helped me clean up this old sketch
Id like to think they have sleepovers
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antianakin · 3 months
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No Order 66 AU where Anakin leaves the Order after the war ends and he and Padme end up retiring to Naboo to try to raise the twins together, but neither of them ends up feeling particularly satisfied with life on Naboo (for Anakin it just doesn't give him any purpose the way he desperately needs and for Padme it's always been this perfect rosy dream and reality doesn't measure up), so they end up leaving the twins behind a lot so they can pursue other things and are pretty absentee parents in general. They mostly end up getting raised by Padme's parents instead, and while they're perfectly good guardians for the twins and raise them kindly and love them a lot, there's always an obvious elephant in the room regarding who ISN'T there.
This causes a bit of a rift between Luke and Leia because while Luke is trying to keep the peace and give their parents the benefit of the doubt as he moves on and figures out his own life with what he DOES have, Leia is less willing to just forgive and forget.
Luke ends up becoming a pilot working for the royal palace for a while, but Leia goes into politics (something she'd entered while younger because it's what her mother did and she'd been hoping it would get Padme's attention and bring the two of them closer; it didn't work out that way at all and now Leia's sticking with it at least partly to spite Padme) as an aide for her cousin Pooja who is now Senator of Naboo.
And it's here, once she finally makes it to Coruscant and starts working in the Senate, that Leia meets Bail Organa, still working as Senator of Alderaan. The two of them click IMMEDIATELY and Bail ends up becoming Leia's mentor in politics, as well as the person who actually introduces her to the Jedi themselves. Anakin and Padme had never really bothered to do so, both because they were so rarely around, but also because they had chosen not to give Luke and Leia to the Temple and decided at that point that it would be easier to keep the twins and the Jedi separate. Bail of course has no such compunctions and even if he knew about Anakin and Padme's feelings on the matter, I imagine he'd find ways to allow Leia to accidentally bump into some of the Jedi while she was on Coruscant. If he just so happens to double book himself for lunch with both Leia and Obi-Wan, it's hardly anything malicious and they may as well all eat together!
Leia finally feels like she has a parent who gives a damn about her, someone who acts like a parent to her, the parent she's always wanted. Her grandparents had always been incredibly kind and they obviously had to do a lot of parenting, but they'd always been very strict about making sure the twins saw them as GRANDPARENTS and not their actual parents, which just make the absence of their parents that much more obvious and painful. But with Bail, she's finally got someone who doesn't care that Anakin and Padme aren't there and doesn't feel the need to create a wall between them for Anakin and Padme's sake. Bail takes her under his wing, teaches her everything she knows, allows her to explore things she'd never been allowed to explore before, connects her to even more people who can help her understand herself better than she's ever been able to before. THIS is what a parent was supposed to do for her and she knows it, THIS is what selfless love looks like from a parent and she THRIVES under it for the first time in her life.
She eventually decides not to stay on as Pooja's aide because she has no real desire to become a senator for Naboo at any point, but she IS good at politics and desperately does want to help people any way she can, so she starts up some sort of organization of her own to help people around the galaxy (and connects it to the Jedi because deep down she KNOWS she was supposed to be one of them even though that path is now closed to her). But she doesn't go back to Naboo, she doesn't make her home on her mother's home planet.
She goes to Alderaan instead. And this time, she gets to stay there for the rest of her life.
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sysig · 4 months
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Just keep getting back up (Patreon)
#Doodles#Handplates#UT#Fellplates#Gaster#Asgore#The thought of Gaster able to heal himself! Rather to only have himself to rely on in a world that lives to hurt him (and everyone else)#It's an interesting inversion that's for sure#Is it as satisfying if it's not the one who deserves the broken bones? The pain of rejection or of justice retribution punishment?#It's still the same face - and it's not like he's wholly innocent here either#And besides it's always fun to draw tears hee ♪#Get him just a bit disheveled aside from the broken bone - it's hard to imagine him in different clothes even after drawing him in the dress#Softer clothes would be so nice to hold Babybones with but even just dropping a shoulder off his coat or untying his bow tie - it's strange!#I do like the image of his flower crown shedding petals when he gets roughed up tho hehe - tossed around just a little too much!#Breaking his hand right down the middle - it'd be much easier with the holes in his hands as a weak point#All his bones could break easier than his hands before that but now-#It's weird to draw Asgore like that lol I dunno....Works well enough for utility but pffblt :P I always forget his pauldrons anyhow lol#Really rubbing it in that Gaster will be fiiiine he's sooooo special what with his ability to heal >:( Lol#It does make him a bit of a target - a regenerating punching bag? Ideal to see just how far you can push him#It was fun to draw with my green coloured pencil as well ahh <3 Healing magic always gives me a bit of the warm fuzzies#It was the original comic that made me fall in love with Handplates after all ♥ Pretty and feelings <3
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rindomness · 5 months
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ummmmmm. something something normal being the only one to actually empathize with the doodler before they were dood and teenshaped and being the only one to empathize with hermie when hermie was alive. that's it that's the thought.
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Hiii everyone, say, how do your Hawkes go go about sharing their estate? If they do it at all? Is everyone free to come and go or are they more private? Or do they only invite their LI to stay? I'm curious!! :)
#lay rambles#my ocs#oc: liam hawke#oc: lilian hawke#both my hawkes are very social w their friends but i love comparing their boundaries around it#theres variation in rules for specific ppl with both of them ofc but theres still general differences#with liam its all very open and everyone can p much come and go whenever#they dont get extra keys (theyll get lost and he doesnt want randos finding them lol) but they know where to find the spare key#and bodhan and sandal and orana know to let them in whenever#hes very lenient in this this regard but he does have rules abt what he does and doesnt want them to do#mostly its about not making too much of a mess lol bc liam prefers to clean himself#(he doesnt trust the crew with his household and also he has particular ways of doing things and Hates when theyre done differently)#so things like keep your dirty garb at the entrance dont cook by yourselves (this was banned after they did it one (1) time lol) etc#also no fucking allowed. do that somewhere else for the love of the maker he does NOT want to walk into that in his own house#(and it also comes back to liam not trusting them with cleaning but also Not wanting to clean that up lol)#also he is not fond of them going into his room uninvited. most of the house is chill but that is *his* space#he accommodates these rules by e.g. having spare slippers and a little washing basin in the entrance hall for dirty shoes/feet#always makes sure to have snacks in stock that he knows they like#food will have notes abt what to leave for leandra/orana/etc but otherwise food is prepared with his friends in mind#and in general he'll make sure to adjust the space/routine in little ways to accommodate them#(air out when fen isnt there cus he doesnt like drafts; keep curtains open cus anders prefers open spaces; etc)#lilian on the other hand doesnt like when her friends come into the estate without a heads up (cept for emergencies)#but once they have her 'ok' its basically mi casa es su casa#dont yknow. overdo it and get too rowdy but otherwise do whatever#however. she also expects everyone to clean up after themselves. she aint here to play maid and youre all adults#also liam has a general 'please try to not be too wild when leandra is here' and lilian doesnt#not cos she doesnt care but cos leandra is bothered by sth she can speak up herself#oh and lilian uses the basement space as temporary refuge for anyone who needs it (mostly escaped mages)#also side note: both offered gamlen to stay but he refused (out of pride/remorse)#...this got long and i ran out of tag space lmfao so this is it for now xD
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guardian-angle22 · 4 months
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911 LONE STAR REWATCH 2024 -> PAUL IN EVERY EPISODE | 1.01 Pilot
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what being into warrior cats as a kid does to a mfer
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mattodore · 25 days
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salt in our memories
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hanzajesthanza · 10 months
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“what does geralt get from that friendship…”
another post examining the weight of geralt and dandelion’s friendship… because i don’t think people recognize how painful and debilitating loneliness can become.
the witcher as a deconstruction of the genre takes fantasy tropes to their most logical ends—it asks us to consider what The Lone Swordsman feels, looks into the humanity in a Cold-Blooded Killer. and it turns out he’s not cold-blooded at all.
that despite some superhuman abilities, he laments and worries and curses himself, just like any other worker of any other profession. just as the farmer is scorched by the sun, the washerwoman’s back aches, and the scholar goes half-blind studying, a witcher deals with all of the pains and annoyances and dangers of his job in a mundanely human way.
but the farmer, the washerwoman, and the scholar have something the witcher does not have—they’ll always be seen as human and part of their society. at the end of the day after enduring all of their labor, they have their wife to caress, festivities to attend, and taverns to frequent. but for a witcher? after the killing is over, what does he have? no one and nothing. not even a thank you. he is met with fear and hatred everywhere he goes, baseless bigotry and dislike.
I did my job. I quickly learned how. I’d ride up to village enclosures or town pickets and wait. If they spat, cursed and threw stones, I rode away. If someone came out to give me a commission, I’d carry it out.
so he faces not just loneliness, but being deliberately ostracized and cast out from society. geralt can’t even find a polite word in most settlements, much less a friend.
‘(…) Tell me, where should I go? And for what? At least here some people have gathered with whom I have something to talk about. People who don’t break off their conversations when I approach. People who, though they may not like me, say it to my face, and don’t throw stones from behind a fence. (…)’
this kind of loneliness is not a mere inconvenience. it’s completely altering to your self-perception and ability to see the positive in the world.
each day is not lived, but endured.
day in, and day out—forced to the most difficult and lowest labor in order to survive, and knowing that were you to die, no one would search for your body, few would miss you, hell, they might even spit “good riddance”.
in this situation, to find a friend, is not only friendship, but a rescue.
without dandelion, geralt may have drowned—drowned in solitude, amidst a sea of strangeness.
‘(…) And I’m alone, completely alone, endlessly alone among the strange and hostile elements. Solitude amid a sea of strangeness. Don’t you dream of that?’
No, I don’t, he thought. I have it every day.
because dandelion is not only a bright soul, characteristic rippling laughter and the strum of a lute, but someone who will intently listen to geralt, someone who mutually enjoys his company.
‘(…) you almost jumped out of your pants with joy to have a companion. Until then, you only had your horse for company.’
someone who doesn’t see him as strange and at the fringes of society at all, but as an utterly normal man.
and doesn’t impose demeaning, sappy sympathy onto him, but sobering and realistic “quit your bullshit” which ridicules the very thought that he should internalize societal hatred.
Do you know what your problem is, Geralt? You think you’re different. (…) [You don’t understand that] for people who think clear-headedly you’re the most normal man under the sun, and they all wish that everybody was so normal. What of it that you have quicker reflexes than most and vertical pupils in sunlight? That you can see in the dark like a cat? That you know a few spells? Big deal.
dandelion isn’t “willing” to accept geralt for himself—he already has accepted him. and to him, it’s no difficulty, it’s nothing worth discussing, because he sees no abnormality and no strangeness in him.
while others “prefer the company of lepers to witchers,” dandelion has already offered geralt to share his room and board. not out of sympathetic pity, not out of fetishizing curiosity. because… they’re friends.
and what else does this friendship save him from?
not only from others, but from himself.
worse than enduring others’ apathy and hatred is one’s own thoughts—the darkness and negativity which builds from witnessing and experiencing such behavior.
dandelion’s ability to counter and dispel geralt’s pessimism and self-flagellating tendencies—again, not out of pity, but out of friendship—is undeniably invaluable. someone to rescue you from your darkest thoughts, when you begin to spiral.
and in this darkness, all you can do is cry. you cry, beg for someone to help you, please—
Help! Why doesn't anyone help me? Alone, weak, helpless – I can't move, can't force a sound from my constricted throat. Why does no one come to help me? I'm terrified!
to be alone, the saga reminds us, is worse than a death sentence. to be alone is to “perish; stabbed, beaten or kicked to death, defiled, like a toy passed from hand to hand.” to be alone is to suffer, and to be with someone is to save them from that suffering.
'(…) I wouldn't like anything bad to happen to you. I like you too much, owe you too much-'
'You've said that already. What do you owe me, Yennefer?'
The sorceress turned her head away, did not say anything for a while.
'You travelled with him,' she said finally. 'Thanks to you he was not alone. You were a friend to him. You were with him.'
it is true that geralt has saved dandelion countless times, helped him, gotten him out of some scrape… but to ask what did geralt get in return? are you kidding me?
did you ever consider that it is dandelion who saved geralt?
by being with him. by being by his side. by being his friend.
indeed, dandelion has rescued geralt, countless times, from the yawning jaws of endless loneliness. he’s helped him, chased away the danger of geralt’s own rumination. and he’s gotten him out of scrapes, his own insecurities and bitter helplessness.
so what does dandelion give geralt? what does geralt get from their friendship?
an amusing question. what one gets from friendship is the friendship itself. and that is more than enough.
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delisocks · 1 month
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i wonder if mike thought about kim ever. when jesse threw himself in front of walt in the desert, i wonder if he thought about kim. did he see her that night, the hoodie and the gun and the tearful determination, while they sat in the lab and waited for gus? did he see her in that junkyard, watching the laptop splinter into a million pieces, jumping and cheering?? two lost souls who gave Everything and got shattered in return??? one day you’ll wake up and realize you haven’t thought about it, but do you ever really? do you ever really forget? maybe you can’t, when you’re working for a time bomb. “what is it with you guys?” don’t know. i wonder if mike ever thought about kim.
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