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thesunwillart · 2 years
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INTRODUCING... TEAM PMPM!!! (”pom-pom”)
for @jatp-sci-fi-week ‘s day 4: superheroes!! 
for my jatp rwby au, where the band is a team of huntsman and huntresses in training to defend the world against the creatures of grimm!! 
PMPM stands for patterson, molina, peters, mercer (n true rwby team naming fashion)
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pink-flame · 2 years
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Moodboard and summary for a hypothetical fic I haven't actually written yet for @jatp-sci-fi-week Futuristic Day
Living in 2050 isn't exactly a dream for Julie Molina. If the thick, chemical smog and constant monitoring by corporations wasn't enough to make her long for an escape, the loss of her mother has left her completely withdrawn from what's left of the world. But when she wins the chance to test HGC's newest virtual reality game she can't resist the chance to try it out. Most of the lucky few who are testing it are using the opportunity to explore fantastical worlds or experience what it would be like to have superpowers but Julie opts for her own city of LA, just decades earlier. The 90's, the era of history that her mom had always been obsessed with. At first she's only amazed at how real everything feels but when she runs into three characters who don't seem to play by the rules of the game she starts to realize something might be off. Are Luke, Reggie and Alex just part of an algorithm designed to give her the friends she needs or could they possibly be what they claim to be...real? Falling in love with Luke if he's a blip of code is scary. Falling in love with him if he's real enough to lose the way she lost her mom that's a lot more scary. Can they figure out the truth before the CEO of HGC shuts her game down and destroys her link to the guys forever?
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pawprinterfanfic · 2 years
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chapter 16 of All That Remains is here!
(It also lines up with @jatp-sci-fi-week Sci-Fi Media AU day! Happy JATP Sci Fi week, all!)
you can read this chapter on ao3 (link in the reblog) ✨
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curvesomesunsets · 2 years
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julie thought the world was ending when the burning house collapses around her. she certainly didn't expect to wake up in the lab of a spaceship filled with immortal pirates who like to sing about the tragedies they observe within all corners of the universe. but hey, it at least beats dying. and the pirates aren't so bad, once she gets used to the fact that they made her immortal as well. 
“It was getting boring around here, it’s good to have somebody new to work on.” The second sentence is punctuated with a look at Luke, who rolls his eyes. Julie takes the moment to look closer at her rescuers. Both look like they could be from any of the many New Earth colonies that her father liked to talk about whenever he came home from jobs. Reggie’s pale face is littered with red splotches and his smile is full of pointed teeth. Luke’s eyes are just a little too dark. Then Julie blinks. 
“Where is here?” 
Reggie grins and spreads his arms, the red on his face slowly disappearing and making his paleness feel less intense. “Welcome aboard the Sunset, the best starship in this galaxy, currently drifting in the Angelis quadrant.” 
Julie freezes. “You- what- what about my home?” 
Reggie winces. “Uh.” 
“There’s not much left. The rebel fire got a little out of control. Sorry.” Luke’s voice is a mix between genuine regret and an odd distance. His facial expression is an exaggeration of sympathy, similar to how Julie’s teacher would coach them on emotional displays in interplanetary communication. It feels strangely comforting, even as her world collapses inside her mind.
“Oh,” she whispers, pressing her palms flat against the metal underneath her. 
“We came just in time to pull you out, and brought you back on board so Reggie could get to work.” 
Just then heavy steps approach before a new person shows up at the door. Strawberry blonde hair falls in perfect curls around a delicate face. “Alex told me you picked up a stray,” said the new person, their voice high and melodic. Their eyes looked over Julie with clear disinterest. “He didn’t tell me you mechanised her already.” There’s a clipped annoyance in the words and Julie frowns. 
“Carrie,” Luke greets the person with a sigh. “Her spine was completely smashed, what else were we supposed to do?” 
Carrie scoffs, folding her arms. “And have you told- I’m sorry, what’s your name?” 
Both Luke and Reggie turn to face her, looking incredibly sheepish. Julie realised they never asked her name. “Julie,” she says, raising her chin under Carrie’s unimpressed gaze. 
“Right, Julie. Have you two impulsive idiots thought to tell Julie here about the side effects of being mechanised?” 
Julie swallows, quickly turning to face the two men more fully. “Side effects?” 
Luke scuffs his shoe, rubbing at his neck. Reggie looks back at her with an apologetic smile. “We uh, we didn’t get to that yet.” 
“Of course not,” Carrie says. “Welcome to the Sunset, Julie. You’re immortal now, so you better get used to it.” With that, Carrie turns and walks away. 
Julie really thinks her mind can’t take anymore new information. “She said immortal,” she whispers, half-convinced she didn’t hear right. 
Reggie nods, rubbing his now glove-free hands over his pants. “Surprise?”
for day six “sci-fi media au” of @jatp-sci-fi-week, a snippet of the next part of “the mechanisms of musical space piracy”
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innytoes · 2 years
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Julie and The Phantoms (TV 2020) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Rose Molina & Reggie Peters, Ray Molina/Rose Molina, Julie Molina/Reggie Peters Characters: Rose Molina, Reggie Peters (Julie and The Phantoms), Ray Molina, Julie Molina Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Black Mirror Episode: s03e04 San Junipero, major character death as in Rose is dead but also uploaded into the cloud, so she's fine!, she's dead but she's fine!, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Hurt Reggie Peters (Julie and The Phantoms), Sunset Curve as Found Family (Julie and The Phantoms), an old lady knitting circle, Mistaken Identity, make Reggie a Molina Summary:
Before her death, Rose made the decision to be uploaded into San Junipero so she could still be there for her children. One day, she meets Reggie, who is there temporarily after an accident, as nanobots fix his body.
They become fast friends, and Rose is determined to make him part of the Molina family one way or another.
My last entry for @jatp-sci-fi-week! In which Rose is dead but she’s fine, Reggie wins the heart of the Old Lady Stitch-and-Bitch, Sunset Curve are menaces, Ray is amused, Julie mistakes Reggie for a catfish, and Rose gets her way sooner or later.
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You Can Fly Away With Me Tonight (multichapter)
Pairing: Alex/Willie
Tws: illness, drinking, injuries, mentions of homophobia, kidnapping, torture for information
Willie is a scrapper/scavenger working under Caleb who is sent out to get anything valuable from an abandoned spacecraft found floating in the area. While on the ship Willie makes a very startling discovery…the ship isn't completely abandoned. He finds Alex, the son of a galaxy renowned inventor, cryogenically frozen in the bowels of the ship. Willie goes back and forth about waking or leaving the boy but…Caleb did say to bring back anything of value, Willie thinks Alex falls under that description. Willie may just take some time to get to know the boy first.
Written for @jatp-sci-fi-week
Fic link and tag list in reblogs
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fireflyingaway · 2 years
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JATP Sci-Fi Week; 2022 edition
Day Two; Alex Mercer as Cyborg
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[for day 2 of @jatp-sci-fi-week 2022, an event which i am once again using entirely to advertise one (1) au that i'm obsessed with. this year, a teen titans (2003-2006) au. next year, who knows.]
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beanomatica · 2 years
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JATP Sci-Fi Week Day 5 | Sci-fi Media AU | A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine
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finditagain24 · 2 years
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My contribution for the Sci-Fi Media AU day from @jatp-sci-fi-week !
This is Part 1 of my Push AU, inspired by the Chris Evans 2009 movie.
Lots of Willie feels in this one.
You can read it over at AO3!!
Propelling forward
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lyxchen · 3 years
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It's day 5 (Sci-Fi Media Au) of @jatp-sci-fi-week and how could I not draw some space boys from @pawprinterfanfic's fanfic 'All That Remains' ☆
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Julie and the Phantoms x Danny Phantom for @jatp-sci-fi-week​ prompt Superheroes
I saw the prompt and I just had to do it! My concept for this crossover is that the boys were trapped away from the Ghost Zone after they died, making them very weak spirits. Then, after Julie found them, they realized that playing together made them as strong as normal ghosts, and even let Julie harness some of their powers (for example, to take a ride on her flying keyboard).
They just wanted to hang out and play gigs, but now there’s other ghosts around and they keep having to save the public as much as they play for them!
If they run into Danny (assuming we ignore timelines and just say their canons overlap), he’s of course extremely distrustful of (a) ghost bands and (b) human-led ghost entertainment, so things Do Not go well at first. It takes manager Flynn coming in to break up the fighting and solve the misunderstanding.
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thesunwillart · 2 years
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so I heard there were some red blade theories going around
personally i think julie deserves the chance to do a little evil >:)
("all that remains" by @pawprinterfanfic ch 16 posted today!!)
tagging @jatp-sci-fi-week​ for sci fi media au day!! <3
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pink-flame · 2 years
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Moodboard and summary for a hypothetical fic I haven't actually written yet for @jatp-sci-fi-week , Free Day
Luke Patterson’s life is pretty normal. Sure his parents are older than any of his friends’ parents are, and sure every time he gets caught playing the guitar they act like he’s admitted to doing drugs but he loves them and he knows they love him. Besides he’s always been pretty good at sneaking around. So despite his parents irrational fears he’s got his guitar, and he’s got his band, and he’s got a pretty good life. He’s even got growing feelings for the new girl at school, Julie, a wrecking ball of musical talent in her own right. But his life turns out to be anything but normal when Julie finds an old photo album while going through her mom’s stuff, an album full of pictures of her mom in high school. An album full of pictures of Luke in high school. Then the truth comes crashing down on him like a cartoon anvil from the sky. He’s not the original Luke Patterson. He’s a clone his parents had been desperate enough to beg some shady, unethical scientist named Caleb to make after their first son got himself killed before a gig eating a tainted hotdog. Suddenly some things in his life start to make a lot more sense while others make no sense at all. What was his connection to Julie’s mom and who is he really? And if he is a clone of some guy who has already lived and died, is he a real person at all? Maybe he’s just a ghost.
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pawprinterfanfic · 3 years
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All That Remains - chapter 13 preview
Happy Day 5 of @jatp-sci-fi-week!!
What better way to celebrate a Sci-Fi Media AU of JATP than with my beloved not-ghosts in space?
It’s been a while since I’ve done anything new with space boys (Willie and Alex from my fic titled All That Remains for those of you who are new). They’ve been on my mind recently (thank you Ryn), so I dug up the opening scene of chapter 13! This was written back in March and WOW do I ever miss them!!! It was fun to make a quick return to this doc.
Click below to read this tiny crumb of space boys! I hope you enjoy!
ALL THAT REMAINS, CHAPTER XIII: CALLIOPE
(you can read chapters 1-12 of “all that remains” on ao3!)
“I can’t believe you.”
“Me? What about you!”
“I’m not the one who took a wrong turn.”
“I’m not the one who crashed the speeder bike!”
“You are though because, look behind you, dude! You see the smoke? Crashed. Wrecked. Dusted. Kicked the bucket. I don’t know how to tell you this, but your bike is toast.”
“Yours is too! You crashed first!” A pause, then— “You started it!”
Alexander squeezed his eyes together and blew out a measured breath.
This was going to be a long day.
“Children,” he called out without turning around, “let’s all calm down.”
That only spurred his friends on more. Shoes scuffed against dirt. Dust was kicked up. A pebble hit the back of Alexander’s legs. Luke’s laugh was loud and giddy. Bobby’s cry was disgusted.
“I swear to all things good,” Bobby snapped, “get your finger out of my ear, Luke, or I will—”
Alexander rubbed his forehead. “And let’s keep our hands and feet to ourselves, yeah? Force, you two…”
Not even a second later, Luke’s arm was around Alexander’s shoulder, pulling him down to his height and jostling him out of pure joy.
“Aw, someone’s grumpy,” Luke teased. He glanced behind Alexander’s head at Bobby and smiled. “What do you think? He woke up on the wrong side of the bed?”
“We didn’t have beds last night,” Bobby pointed out dryly. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards, as if he was fighting a smile. “Plus, it’s more likely that something pooped in his rations to put him in this bad of a mood.”
“Oh, you’re so right,” Luke agreed. “Alex, you—”
Alexander shoved Luke’s arm off him and glared.
“Okay, first of all; it is Alexander. Alexander. It’s a full word, dude. And I’m not in a bad mood. I’m stressed. You’ve heard of that, right? Stress? Because we should all be feeling it right now.”
It was true. Alexander felt like he was suffocating in it. There was this weight pressing in on him from all sides — a weight that intensified with the knowledge that they were on a mission and already messing it up.
“Okay, we crashed the speeder bikes. Not a great start to the day.” He crossed his arms and blew out a breath. “I just… it’s our first mission alone — the three of us together. We need to make a good impression and I just— I want to take it seriously, and—“
“Hey,” Luke said quickly. His voice had softened. The mirth on his expression had washed away completely, leaving him more somber than Alexander could recall. “I’m just teasing. I’m a jerk. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, Luke’s a jerk.”
Luke ignored him.
“We are taking this seriously though,” he assured him. “This is important. The village is missing their food supply, and Palabee said—“
“Palabee gave us a boring job,” Bobby complained. “When you asked me to come to this planet with you, I wasn’t expecting to go on scavenger hunts for missing food. You know what? It’s probably an animal. That’s it. Once we get to the village, you’ll see! It’ll be—“
Bobby continued to talk. 
Luke leaned closer to Alexander’s ear. “Man,” he breathed, “he’s passionate, huh?”
Alexander wrinkled his nose and glanced down at Luke. “You are too.”
“Like I’d forget that. Palabee only likes to remind me every day.”
Alexander snorted. He said it as a joke, but it was true. Everyone pointed out Luke’s passion ever since they were kids.
There were still kids, really, but it was different now. They were Padawans. They were leading armies.
They weren’t the same kids they once were.
“I’m sorry,” Luke added quickly, “about your name. I forgot you don’t like the nickname.”
Alexander’s lips pressed tightly together. His fingers brushed against the fabric of his cloak, the path of his fingers familiar and worn.
“I don’t,” he repeated. “I just… Names are important. They have meaning. You and Bobby like your nicknames, but I… I like my name. My full name. It reminds me of my parents. Or… who I imagine my parents to be.” His expression remained stiff. Always hiding, always running. “Ever do that? Try to imagine what your parents were like? Wonder if they would’ve been good parents?”
Luke was silent for a long moment. Bobby must’ve heard Alexander’s question because he had fallen silent too.
“When I think of home,” Luke said slowly, “I don’t think of who my mother and father might’ve been. I think of you guys.”
Alexander clung to his words. Examined them. Pulled them apart and put them back together again.
Home.
Home with these two guys — these two guys he had known his whole life — these two guys that he cared about.
Alexander glanced from Luke to Bobby.
Yeah. It was a good thought.
“So,” Luke began, “listen, Alexander—”
//
“So,” Luke began, “listen, Alexander—”
“It’s Alex now,” Alex corrected quickly.
They had been here before.
Different planet, different friends, different life — same boy though. 
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willexmagic · 3 years
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for @jatp-sci-fi-week day 7: free for all, here’s a snippet of a fic i’ve been working on
these stories don’t mean anything (when you’ve got no one to tell them to) | wip | willex
“Um, can I...help you?”
The maybe-android drops their hand, sitting up straight. “Alexander Mercer, Anadeia Federal Monarchy Citizen #18334912, born on Gailos V. You are approximately 8% robotic which classifies you as a cyborg under federal law.”
Okay, so definitely an android. “Um, yeah. That’s me?”
The android smiles. “Hi! My name is Willie.”
“Oookay...is that your full name?”
“Oh, no. I am William Ortega, Android #27459102, property of the Queen of the Anadeia Federation. I was named after the 23rd century explorer who established a colony on the previously uninhabited planet Anadeia I. My pronouns are he/him and my job is to watch the books during the designated “night” period when you sleep.”
Alex blinks, listening to the rapid flood of words that come out of the android’s mouth. With his sleep-deprived brain, it takes a minute for him to process.
“And you go by Willie because...?”
“Because I want to!”
“That’s not normal for an android, is it?”
Willie frowns, and the way his expression shifts so quickly sends a pang through Alex’s heart. He genuinely looks upset, and Alex feels the need to fix it, now. “I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just that I’ve never heard of an android going off-programming. But I’ll call you Willie, if you want me to.”
His smile returns at that, and Alex has to marvel at how pretty he is with his high cheekbones. Damn, whoever designed androids like Willie knew what they were doing.
“So what are you doing here?” Alex asks. “Isn’t your shift over? I assumed androids had to go charge after a while, or something.”
Willie shakes his head. “I have a portable battery that holds charge for approximately 5.2 years. When there is no need for my services I am supposed to shut off for a short period of time, but...”
His gaze flicks down to the floor for a moment before looking back up. “I have been reading instead.”
Alex takes a moment, but slowly his eyes widen in realization. “You’re the one that’s been writing notes? But you’re definitely not programmed to read or write.”
“No, I am not. Please do not tell FLYNN, or I will be marked defective and shipped back to the capital to be repaired.” He sounds worried, and Alex wonders how bad being repaired can be.
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innytoes · 2 years
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Willie wins The Hunger Games when he is eleven. He wishes he could say it was bad luck, that his single name was pulled out of the jar in his first year. He wishes he didn’t know that the head of his group home had put all the children’s names in at least ten times. He tries to look surprised when they call his name, instead of resigned. He’s pretty sure it worked. People love a young, innocent-looking tribute, and Cesar Flickerman seemed touched when they played the footage back.
He wishes he could say he wins by keeping out of sight and outsmarting the others. He tries not to think of that time too much, or the Victory Tour afterwards. The Victor’s Village is lonely, even though there are people in the other houses. They’re all much older than him, and nobody wants to hang out with a traumatised eleven year old. Sometimes Old Lady Mags gives him a sweet and pinches his cheek, though. She doesn’t talk, but she teaches him how to braid, then later how to weave.
He spends a lot of time in his big empty house, building a ramp out of the grand staircase, perfecting his jumps over expensive, ornate furniture. The sound of skateboard wheels on marble becomes comforting.
After he wins, Dante and Fuego wash their hands of him, saying they did their duty and got him through alive. When they go to the Games next year, they tell Willie to stay out of the way while they focus on the two new tributes. He tries to help in his own way, though, offering hugs (the 16-year-old girl takes him up on it, the 14-year-old boy does not) and whispering which food is really gross and which is good. He does his best to charm people of the Capitol into becoming patrons for his Tributes, bragging about how smart their Tributes are, letting his cheek be pinched by older ladies.
He just wishes Dante or Fuego would have warned him about what was waiting for him at the Capitol. He thought that the worst was going to be over. That yes, he’d have to go through the trauma of watching his friends die every year even though he did his best to help them, but that would be it.
He wasn’t prepared for the auction.
He wasn’t prepared for President Covington.
He gets through the next years, mostly by blocking off his emotions as soon as the Reaping starts, and skating, skating, skating the rest of the year. He tries not to think about the fact that by the time he’s fourteen, he doesn’t even cry when their first Tribute dies. He doesn’t cry even when they get back home. Fuego won’t look him in the eye anymore. Dante is the one who sets his broken arm when he tries a jump that he knew was ill-advised, but chasing the thrill and chasing out the demons in his head took precedence over safety.
Then, when he’s fifteen, Alex happens. Or well, when he’s fourteen, Alex from district Eight wins. Willie liked Alex. He’d teamed up with their female Tribute and didn’t betray her, even when he had plenty of opportunities to do so. Hell, he even tried to save her from the Careers.
He decides to warn Alex, like he wished someone had warned him. And when Alex comes to him the next day, shaking and shivering, he does his best to help him through. He cleans him up, holds him close, rocking him until he eventually cries himself out and falls asleep.
Dante and Fuego don’t approve, but he stopped caring about what Dante and Fuego thought a lot time ago.
Willie isn’t sure if it’s better or worse, having Alex by his side. He can’t shut his emotions off anymore, not the whole time, but it’s worth it to be able to laugh with Alex when they’re able to get a moment alone. It’s worth it to feel safe in his arms, even if it’s just for a night. They write letters throughout the year that they never get to send, instead sneaking them to each other at the Games. The first year, Willie reads them all in one go. The next year, he learns to ration them for the hard days.
They make friends with Luke, a brash yet sensitive boy from District Seven, who knows how to wield an axe like nobody’s business.
And then Reggie and Julie happen. Reggie, from District Seven, who volunteered when his little brother was called. Julie from Twelve, who also volunteered when her little brother was called.
Reggie, who was Luke’s boyfriend, who President Covington had already used to pressure him. Luke was furious, heartbroken, and if maybe Alex and Willie took turns keeping an eye on him to make sure he was doing his job to advocate properly for his lover, well, the people from their own District didn’t need to know about that.
The two volunteers, star-crossed lovers, a perfect storybook fairy tale. Luke did his best to encourage it, sending gifts when he could at key moments. Julie was smart, even when Reggie was sick, she picked up Luke’s messages well enough.
The day Luke realised that Reggie had fallen for Julie, actually fallen in love with her, they got him very, very drunk.
And then, the berries, the emergency announcement... the chaos. They both win, because Julie is a bright burning star, a genius, a supernova of rebellion that turns the entire world on its head. Willie and Alex worry about Luke, about what the Victory Tour will be like. If this will break their friend when everything else didn’t.
Willie realises, staring at the screen when the Quarter Quell is announced, that whatever transpired between Luke, Reggie, and Julie during the Victory Tour, it probably wasn’t what President Covington wanted. Because they’re all being sent back into the Games as punishment.
He pushes down the panic, the need to run away, the need to fling himself into the ocean, to skate his board off the roof in one last glorious jump.
Because he knows...
He knows Alex is the only male Victor his District has.
So he goes to Dante and Fuego, on shaking legs, and tells them. No need for a reaping. He’ll volunteer.
He wants to die with Alex.
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