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B~B~Sen~Pai, I feel neglected for not being told about this~
Now I'm feeling all of these negative emotions.
You know what that means, doooon't yoooouuu?
It's time for madness once again~
Name: Touko Kisaragi
Age: 13
Appearance:
Personality: Labels placed upon things, declared as absolute truths, can only be met with the realization of their ultimate incorrectness. The first such label is "insanity." Abnormal mentality which causes a deviation from norms regarded as societally proper or humanistically "base," though this is an oversimplification. In other words, much of that which is Other and yet Same is deemed as "insane."
Trite.
For there exists the voice in the back of the head. The voice is constant. The voice is your own voice that speaks in reference to yourself. Those who are deaf do not hear words, even within their mind, but the voice exists all the same.
"Gah, I'm hungry, I should go make some food."
"Let's see, what do I need to do today?"
"Alright, just one more math problem."
"I could veer onto the sidewalk and kill that man right now, if I wanted to."
This voice is a constant aspect of the human condition. This voice is nothing to fear, because it is simply a means of the mind's self-reflection. That reflection allows man to consider, to deliberate, to reason. It is a perfectly beneficial faculty.
Nonetheless, it is said that talking to oneself is the first sign of madness, and answering oneself is the second. This is utterly nonsensical, one speaks to and answers oneself near-constantly, whether one recognizes it or not.
That raises a question, though. Insanity functions in regards to the "mind," the mind exists through the conduit of this voice. What then is the relationship between the voice and the nature of insanity?
Insanity is not hearing the voice. Insanity is not even listening to the voice when it tempts you towards the blackness.
Insanity is when you tear the skin off the voice and plaster it over yourself. When you cease to contemplate finitude and look to a futile apotheosis that makes itself symmetrical above the flesh of Man.
Insanity is when you make the voice silent, and act in its absence.
The playwright of the inner monologue has been silenced and his inkwell knocked over, so that the black may stain the pages before it in an utterly monstrous way. Do not try to mop up the ink, for the pages have already absorbed it. Do not try to stem the flow, for then it will sink into your body as well.
Why has the question this is meant to answer been avoided for so long? What sort of person is Touko Kisaragi? How does she think, act, and feel?
This is her mind.
This is her life.
There is no "personality," because the voice has been killed. There is merely the shell of a girl whose actions cannot even be called "actions," as they lack purpose. Emotion as a force of the soul exists, but it lacks a guiding force. A nuclear missile that still carries its payload, but is launched in a random direction. She is the girl who acts as any other, until she abruptly decides not to.
The girl who will greet you with the tip of a proverbial hat and a warm smile.
The girl who will idly laugh with friends, joking about trivial and meaningless topics.
The girl whose eyes will light up in joy upon receiving a new present.
The girl who will freeze up in shock, on the verge of tears when seeing a friend or family member injured.
The girl who will twist the knife in further, never dropping her grin.
Why would she not, after all?
It's not like there is a voice to stop her.
Hopes and Dreams: "Make this reality stop."
Equipment:
-A red pen containing a blue ink cartridge.
-A sketch of a fake animal, namely a serpentine body with the wings and head of a toucan.
-"The Guide to Being Kawaii", a reference book initially published online by username MercuryMaid371.
History: Born like any other human. Breathed like any other human. Walked like any other human. The child of a wealthy man and a beautiful woman, born to a privileged life. The typical wants of a child her age were satisfied. Material goods, companionship, familial love. All so very simple. All so very idyllic.
It is not that the true self was repressed, rather that it simply hadn't bothered to show its other portions. In that sense, Touko was a typical young girl.
An upbringing that barely requires noting. There was no traumatic incident that killed the mind's empathy, nor a strange accident, nor even a playground bully. There was merely that, a "normal" life, a "normal" childhood.
Sent off to a school to provide better academic opportunities. That is all.
Does anything else truly need to be said?
Soul Colour: Black.
Magical Girl Appearance:
Nickname: N/A
Magic: The magic of "stillness," "stagnation," or simply "not changing." Her magic takes the form of a pale black glow which is "cast" onto things, inundating them with her magical energy and filling their being with this principle. Currently, anything affected by her magic is simply slowed down in its processes/motions, for instance slowing a projectile's motion through the air, or slowing the air's movement out of the way of the projectile. This is the reflection of the desire to halt the world, the ability to make things stop. Her magic is not yet capable of reaching full "stillness" though, so slowing down is all she can do. Further, both nonphysical and living things are out of her reach at the moment, as her magic cannot yet comprehend such faculties, so she is limited to nonliving physical constructs.
Now I'm feeling all of these negative emotions.
You know what that means, doooon't yoooouuu?
It's time for madness once again~
Name: Touko Kisaragi
Age: 13
Appearance:
Personality: Labels placed upon things, declared as absolute truths, can only be met with the realization of their ultimate incorrectness. The first such label is "insanity." Abnormal mentality which causes a deviation from norms regarded as societally proper or humanistically "base," though this is an oversimplification. In other words, much of that which is Other and yet Same is deemed as "insane."
Trite.
For there exists the voice in the back of the head. The voice is constant. The voice is your own voice that speaks in reference to yourself. Those who are deaf do not hear words, even within their mind, but the voice exists all the same.
"Gah, I'm hungry, I should go make some food."
"Let's see, what do I need to do today?"
"Alright, just one more math problem."
"I could veer onto the sidewalk and kill that man right now, if I wanted to."
This voice is a constant aspect of the human condition. This voice is nothing to fear, because it is simply a means of the mind's self-reflection. That reflection allows man to consider, to deliberate, to reason. It is a perfectly beneficial faculty.
Nonetheless, it is said that talking to oneself is the first sign of madness, and answering oneself is the second. This is utterly nonsensical, one speaks to and answers oneself near-constantly, whether one recognizes it or not.
That raises a question, though. Insanity functions in regards to the "mind," the mind exists through the conduit of this voice. What then is the relationship between the voice and the nature of insanity?
Insanity is not hearing the voice. Insanity is not even listening to the voice when it tempts you towards the blackness.
Insanity is when you tear the skin off the voice and plaster it over yourself. When you cease to contemplate finitude and look to a futile apotheosis that makes itself symmetrical above the flesh of Man.
Insanity is when you make the voice silent, and act in its absence.
The playwright of the inner monologue has been silenced and his inkwell knocked over, so that the black may stain the pages before it in an utterly monstrous way. Do not try to mop up the ink, for the pages have already absorbed it. Do not try to stem the flow, for then it will sink into your body as well.
Why has the question this is meant to answer been avoided for so long? What sort of person is Touko Kisaragi? How does she think, act, and feel?
This is her mind.
This is her life.
There is no "personality," because the voice has been killed. There is merely the shell of a girl whose actions cannot even be called "actions," as they lack purpose. Emotion as a force of the soul exists, but it lacks a guiding force. A nuclear missile that still carries its payload, but is launched in a random direction. She is the girl who acts as any other, until she abruptly decides not to.
The girl who will greet you with the tip of a proverbial hat and a warm smile.
The girl who will idly laugh with friends, joking about trivial and meaningless topics.
The girl whose eyes will light up in joy upon receiving a new present.
The girl who will freeze up in shock, on the verge of tears when seeing a friend or family member injured.
The girl who will twist the knife in further, never dropping her grin.
Why would she not, after all?
It's not like there is a voice to stop her.
Hopes and Dreams: "Make this reality stop."
Equipment:
-A red pen containing a blue ink cartridge.
-A sketch of a fake animal, namely a serpentine body with the wings and head of a toucan.
-"The Guide to Being Kawaii", a reference book initially published online by username MercuryMaid371.
History: Born like any other human. Breathed like any other human. Walked like any other human. The child of a wealthy man and a beautiful woman, born to a privileged life. The typical wants of a child her age were satisfied. Material goods, companionship, familial love. All so very simple. All so very idyllic.
It is not that the true self was repressed, rather that it simply hadn't bothered to show its other portions. In that sense, Touko was a typical young girl.
An upbringing that barely requires noting. There was no traumatic incident that killed the mind's empathy, nor a strange accident, nor even a playground bully. There was merely that, a "normal" life, a "normal" childhood.
Sent off to a school to provide better academic opportunities. That is all.
Does anything else truly need to be said?
Soul Colour: Black.
Magical Girl Appearance:
Nickname: N/A
Magic: The magic of "stillness," "stagnation," or simply "not changing." Her magic takes the form of a pale black glow which is "cast" onto things, inundating them with her magical energy and filling their being with this principle. Currently, anything affected by her magic is simply slowed down in its processes/motions, for instance slowing a projectile's motion through the air, or slowing the air's movement out of the way of the projectile. This is the reflection of the desire to halt the world, the ability to make things stop. Her magic is not yet capable of reaching full "stillness" though, so slowing down is all she can do. Further, both nonphysical and living things are out of her reach at the moment, as her magic cannot yet comprehend such faculties, so she is limited to nonliving physical constructs.
Edited.
Name: Ellona
Nickname: Wild Card
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Equipment: None
Abilities: Human ingenuity and chaos. Utterly mundane as a human.
Species: Human
Appearance(s): http://imgur.com/WsbBTF9
From: OC
Other: N/A
Nickname: Wild Card
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Equipment: None
Abilities: Human ingenuity and chaos. Utterly mundane as a human.
Species: Human
Appearance(s): http://imgur.com/WsbBTF9
From: OC
Other: N/A
Well, I need something to play with whilst Enkidu's locked up so...
Where was it?
This world was not a world, this fabric was frayed at the edge. This was not even the inside of a world, this was the inside of a glimmering fragment of crystal adrift in a void of absolute unending dark. This "was" just as it "was not."
It should not exist. The law of the world should prohibit this. The...wait, but that can't be right.
"Enkidu."
This didn't have to follow the rules, it existed under its own. Analyze. Failed. Analyze. Failed. Analyze.
A square neither black nor white, painted outside the borders of a chessboard.
Isolation. Mistake. It didn't make sense. It couldn't make sense.
Calls itself a kakera, fragment, but it felt just like...no, no, that couldn't be right, and yet it was. This "reality," this "fragment," it was composed out of...
"Enkidu."
Madness was washed away in an instant. The Berserker had become frighteningly, utterly sane.
"Enkidu."
For the briefest of moments it attempted to analyze the being that had placed it, only to fail. This...this existence was transcendentally Other like nothing else. It needed more time. But...no, no, something was wrong. That noise...
"Enkidu."
What was that noise?
"Come, try and remember."
...ah, that's right.
"What form did you have?"
That was its...that was my name.
"How had I forgotten?"
Try again, analyze the being that had placed him off of this board. Regardless of where it was in the Seven Heavens, there was nothing this ability could fail to understand-
...impossible.
This existence...this thing was impossible as an existence.
This thing was a monster.
From attempting to understand the specter of if that was left in this floating void, it understood that much. And for the first time, the being that had fought the King of Heroes to his only standstill, who had become the ultimate weapon across all time and space, felt utter, paralyzing fear.
What was it?
How was it?
The King owned "infinity," the weapon could become "infinity," but this being by virtue of its mere existence had reached the status of "infinity which exceeds infinity." Greater than mud, greater than gods, greater than itself as an impossible being which did not fit in with the world.
"Fit in with the world..."
A hand moves along the chessboard, bringing pieces on and off. The queen which moves wherever it likes falls. The King falls. The knights and bishops fall to the hand. An external imposition which does not "fit," but meshes with the world and asserts an absolute authority.
That couldn't, and yet...
And so, left adrift in a place off of the game board, the weapon who had gained a soul attempted to make sense of this impossibility.
If nothing else, it at least had some peace with which to think..
This world was not a world, this fabric was frayed at the edge. This was not even the inside of a world, this was the inside of a glimmering fragment of crystal adrift in a void of absolute unending dark. This "was" just as it "was not."
It should not exist. The law of the world should prohibit this. The...wait, but that can't be right.
"Enkidu."
This didn't have to follow the rules, it existed under its own. Analyze. Failed. Analyze. Failed. Analyze.
A square neither black nor white, painted outside the borders of a chessboard.
Isolation. Mistake. It didn't make sense. It couldn't make sense.
Calls itself a kakera, fragment, but it felt just like...no, no, that couldn't be right, and yet it was. This "reality," this "fragment," it was composed out of...
"Enkidu."
Madness was washed away in an instant. The Berserker had become frighteningly, utterly sane.
"Enkidu."
For the briefest of moments it attempted to analyze the being that had placed it, only to fail. This...this existence was transcendentally Other like nothing else. It needed more time. But...no, no, something was wrong. That noise...
"Enkidu."
What was that noise?
"Come, try and remember."
...ah, that's right.
"What form did you have?"
That was its...that was my name.
"How had I forgotten?"
Try again, analyze the being that had placed him off of this board. Regardless of where it was in the Seven Heavens, there was nothing this ability could fail to understand-
...impossible.
This existence...this thing was impossible as an existence.
This thing was a monster.
From attempting to understand the specter of if that was left in this floating void, it understood that much. And for the first time, the being that had fought the King of Heroes to his only standstill, who had become the ultimate weapon across all time and space, felt utter, paralyzing fear.
What was it?
How was it?
The King owned "infinity," the weapon could become "infinity," but this being by virtue of its mere existence had reached the status of "infinity which exceeds infinity." Greater than mud, greater than gods, greater than itself as an impossible being which did not fit in with the world.
"Fit in with the world..."
A hand moves along the chessboard, bringing pieces on and off. The queen which moves wherever it likes falls. The King falls. The knights and bishops fall to the hand. An external imposition which does not "fit," but meshes with the world and asserts an absolute authority.
That couldn't, and yet...
And so, left adrift in a place off of the game board, the weapon who had gained a soul attempted to make sense of this impossibility.
If nothing else, it at least had some peace with which to think..
So as it turns out I will be sticking around for just a little longer out of predetermined obligations. Hi all~
Ah, a BB spine crush. Delicious~
Eh, I'm game. Something you ought to know, I'm not the level-headed, eternally-neutral, diplomatic person BB is. Well, at least, I don't care enough to put up that kind of behavior at this point in time. I'll be much less informative and much more targeting and critical. Good cop, asshole cop.
That said, unless a paragraph specifically mentions you by name, if you don't think I'm referring to you I very well might not be. This is more general than specific, with a few targeted remarks.
I'd actually put together a half-decent structure for this post with more quotes and the like, but as with all posts I've made here, I'm on mobile so that's much more of a hassle than I really care to engage in.
If BB decides to head off I'll be doing the same. I really don't want to have to engage in a drawn-out debate with people who refuse to try understanding something outside their own vapidity every time I make a post.
Point in case. Example: Wiz after BB said he acted as if he had Gilgamesh by the balls.
Yesterday:
And this doesn't even take into account your vernacular during the "okay, I'll agree to compromise" post. You thought because you managed to find the typemoon wiki pages you had the dominant position, and acted as such.
Do you really think I can't tell what you're doing right now? When someone realizes they've lost, they try to act like they were being level-headed and rational the whole time. They try to make it seem like the field of argument was equal the whole time in an attempt to salvage some dignity. You're lacing every "polite" statement with undertones of "well, it was all your fault anyway." Thing is, that fails when the other people have been watching the entire exchange.
We both know you wouldn't have been willing to kill off Stein in that post. Don't lie because you feel secure in admitting defeat, now that you know we're leaving. And yes, I know exactly how you're going to respond to this, don't bother; you have nothing to prove to me, I'm leaving.
By the way, just so you're aware, let's say you somehow killed Gilgamesh. Ignoring that if you can think of a power, he has the original of it. Ignoring that no matter what, he has the perfect counter to every move you make, because you don't understand his weaknesses outside what the infinitely wrong wiki tells you. Let's say you kill him.
The instant you do that, Enkidu stops holding back as much as he has been, which is quite a lot, and promptly destroys all of creation.
But what's the fun in that? No appeal, no nuance, no flair. And you know how I said Enkidu has weaknesses? Hoh boy he has weaknesses, but the thing is, you lack the actual capacity to figure out or exploit them. There's not a character in this RP short of the Voyagers who can stand up to him, and that's solely because of incompetence, because the people like BB and Chizuru who are playing those Voyagers know what they're doing.
In fact, I'm tempted to just have Enkidu do that now, try to break the whole RP, and challenge you all to find a way to stop me, but that's every bit as childish as what's been done in the fights up until now. Besides, that's not fair to the people who are trying to have fun in a way that doesn't involve exerting will over others.
That's my biggest miff, if I'm honest. It's that a decent chunk of the people here don't seem to have an idea of "fun" outside just trying to prove that they're better than other people.
Was I doing that as well? Oh yeah, certainly, but exclusively against those people who fall in the above category. Does that make me any more right? Of course not, it's an idiotic, baseless justification, but I have no qualms with saying that much. That's one of the reasons I'm leaving, because all I can do here is that.
This isn't fun, this is baseless arguing with a cliff face that refuses to speak back coherently. I do this, I RP, to have fun, when it stops being fun I stop doing it. Frankly, the only reason I kept posting here was because I was annoyed by the endless game of wank. Gil might be overpowered, but he's only as overpowered as his canon universe made him. We haven't gone beyond that by one iota, unlike a good few other existences here. If you're going to try and point the finger, do it elsewhere. His limits are perfectly existent.
Don't treat yourself as some overbearing god. This whole time I've seen phrases that praise the ability of people's characters for no other reason than self-ego stroking. This, firstly, takes away from others' fun, the reason we RP, and second just means you believe you're smarter than your fellow RPers.
You're not.
I like to consider myself as decent in strategy games and PvP situations and the like. In a battle of strategy where the setting is the Nasuverse, someone like BB positively face crushes someone like me. Hell, I probably lose to him in strategy games regardless of the setting, with an occasional exception. He's better than me in that field. I recognize that, and instead of making a fool of myself by ranting on how I'm right all the time I try to lessen that gap as best I can by listening. In a PvP, try that. It works wonders.
And Wiz, when a GM complains about your character, don't reply with "You can't force me to change him, but you can ask me to." Yes they can. When you join a roleplay you consent to the rules of the moderators. You're free to talk to them and discuss rules and how they apply, but if you flat-out said "I don't have to listen to you" in one of my roleplays, I'd give you one warning to drop that attitude before banning you the next time. Follow the rules. Respect the moderators. If you don't like it, make your own Roleplay.
On that note, Elsa, glad to see you're tightening down on control.
Do I think I'm some grand Knower of all that is RPing? God no. If you want to brush this all off as the incorrect statements of some person then feel free, but I hope that some of you at least take this half to heart, because I at least sincerely believe it's true.
Have fun, but fun shouldn't be always being right and refusing to accept anything else. That makes you arrogant. That makes you infantile. That makes you annoying.
If you have to ignore this post and rationalize your actions through a reply post, then at least take that much from it.
If there's something Enkidu really needs to do, say for instance the Voyagers need him to annihilate something before their RPers and myself leave, I'll post one last time. Outside that, I'm done. If any of you want to reply to this so as to get the "last word" and better assure yourselves, feel free.
That being said, I do hope all of you continue to have fun with whatever you choose to do.
Bye all, have a good day~
Eh, I'm game. Something you ought to know, I'm not the level-headed, eternally-neutral, diplomatic person BB is. Well, at least, I don't care enough to put up that kind of behavior at this point in time. I'll be much less informative and much more targeting and critical. Good cop, asshole cop.
That said, unless a paragraph specifically mentions you by name, if you don't think I'm referring to you I very well might not be. This is more general than specific, with a few targeted remarks.
I'd actually put together a half-decent structure for this post with more quotes and the like, but as with all posts I've made here, I'm on mobile so that's much more of a hassle than I really care to engage in.
If BB decides to head off I'll be doing the same. I really don't want to have to engage in a drawn-out debate with people who refuse to try understanding something outside their own vapidity every time I make a post.
Point in case. Example: Wiz after BB said he acted as if he had Gilgamesh by the balls.
please refrain from accusing me of such motivations without, in fact, asking me in any manner
Yesterday:
And now you KNOW I'm going to own you.
And this doesn't even take into account your vernacular during the "okay, I'll agree to compromise" post. You thought because you managed to find the typemoon wiki pages you had the dominant position, and acted as such.
Do you really think I can't tell what you're doing right now? When someone realizes they've lost, they try to act like they were being level-headed and rational the whole time. They try to make it seem like the field of argument was equal the whole time in an attempt to salvage some dignity. You're lacing every "polite" statement with undertones of "well, it was all your fault anyway." Thing is, that fails when the other people have been watching the entire exchange.
We both know you wouldn't have been willing to kill off Stein in that post. Don't lie because you feel secure in admitting defeat, now that you know we're leaving. And yes, I know exactly how you're going to respond to this, don't bother; you have nothing to prove to me, I'm leaving.
By the way, just so you're aware, let's say you somehow killed Gilgamesh. Ignoring that if you can think of a power, he has the original of it. Ignoring that no matter what, he has the perfect counter to every move you make, because you don't understand his weaknesses outside what the infinitely wrong wiki tells you. Let's say you kill him.
The instant you do that, Enkidu stops holding back as much as he has been, which is quite a lot, and promptly destroys all of creation.
But what's the fun in that? No appeal, no nuance, no flair. And you know how I said Enkidu has weaknesses? Hoh boy he has weaknesses, but the thing is, you lack the actual capacity to figure out or exploit them. There's not a character in this RP short of the Voyagers who can stand up to him, and that's solely because of incompetence, because the people like BB and Chizuru who are playing those Voyagers know what they're doing.
In fact, I'm tempted to just have Enkidu do that now, try to break the whole RP, and challenge you all to find a way to stop me, but that's every bit as childish as what's been done in the fights up until now. Besides, that's not fair to the people who are trying to have fun in a way that doesn't involve exerting will over others.
That's my biggest miff, if I'm honest. It's that a decent chunk of the people here don't seem to have an idea of "fun" outside just trying to prove that they're better than other people.
Was I doing that as well? Oh yeah, certainly, but exclusively against those people who fall in the above category. Does that make me any more right? Of course not, it's an idiotic, baseless justification, but I have no qualms with saying that much. That's one of the reasons I'm leaving, because all I can do here is that.
This isn't fun, this is baseless arguing with a cliff face that refuses to speak back coherently. I do this, I RP, to have fun, when it stops being fun I stop doing it. Frankly, the only reason I kept posting here was because I was annoyed by the endless game of wank. Gil might be overpowered, but he's only as overpowered as his canon universe made him. We haven't gone beyond that by one iota, unlike a good few other existences here. If you're going to try and point the finger, do it elsewhere. His limits are perfectly existent.
Don't treat yourself as some overbearing god. This whole time I've seen phrases that praise the ability of people's characters for no other reason than self-ego stroking. This, firstly, takes away from others' fun, the reason we RP, and second just means you believe you're smarter than your fellow RPers.
You're not.
I like to consider myself as decent in strategy games and PvP situations and the like. In a battle of strategy where the setting is the Nasuverse, someone like BB positively face crushes someone like me. Hell, I probably lose to him in strategy games regardless of the setting, with an occasional exception. He's better than me in that field. I recognize that, and instead of making a fool of myself by ranting on how I'm right all the time I try to lessen that gap as best I can by listening. In a PvP, try that. It works wonders.
And Wiz, when a GM complains about your character, don't reply with "You can't force me to change him, but you can ask me to." Yes they can. When you join a roleplay you consent to the rules of the moderators. You're free to talk to them and discuss rules and how they apply, but if you flat-out said "I don't have to listen to you" in one of my roleplays, I'd give you one warning to drop that attitude before banning you the next time. Follow the rules. Respect the moderators. If you don't like it, make your own Roleplay.
On that note, Elsa, glad to see you're tightening down on control.
Do I think I'm some grand Knower of all that is RPing? God no. If you want to brush this all off as the incorrect statements of some person then feel free, but I hope that some of you at least take this half to heart, because I at least sincerely believe it's true.
Have fun, but fun shouldn't be always being right and refusing to accept anything else. That makes you arrogant. That makes you infantile. That makes you annoying.
If you have to ignore this post and rationalize your actions through a reply post, then at least take that much from it.
If there's something Enkidu really needs to do, say for instance the Voyagers need him to annihilate something before their RPers and myself leave, I'll post one last time. Outside that, I'm done. If any of you want to reply to this so as to get the "last word" and better assure yourselves, feel free.
That being said, I do hope all of you continue to have fun with whatever you choose to do.
Bye all, have a good day~
Now, based on the fact that I want this fight to be over, I will compromise and agree to both characters living,
Wasn't that easy? Sorry that you have to stop when you were finally getting started though, BB.
At any rate, enough complaints. Let's just continue with the RP. I take it that Darkseid wants to fight Gil now? Did he get approved by Elsa (I thought we'd stopped god-level chars though)? If so, go ahead.
BB will take care of this. If something is specifically addressed to me, PM me, otherwise I'll just wait for Enkidu to be put back in play.
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