Recent Statuses

5 mos ago
Current Someone out there is holding their breath waiting on you to fail... make sure they suffocate.
10 mos ago
Trust the wait. Embrace the uncertainty. Enjoy the beauty of becoming. When nothing is certain, anything is possible.
11 mos ago
Lost my grandmother on Valentine's Day.. I know its rare to hear this reaction, but honestly Im at peace with her passing. Shes not suffering anymore, and I know I did everything I could to help her<3
1 yr ago
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
1 yr ago
They say the strongest shade of red comes from a bleeding heart.. out of the pain of a love that’s been torn apart.


"𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗", 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎! 𝙸'𝚖 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜! 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗. 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗? 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚘..
𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚘.

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Greyson Davies

Son of Poseidon

Location: Near The Big House
Interactions: Erin @Vicier, Dorian @King Kindred, Kyrin @Rodiak and Spencer @Zenritch

The son of Poseidon reached the small group in no time, only having overheard so much of the conversation before he was standing among them. Everyone was surrounding Erin. The sight of it alone made Greyson feel claustrophobic. Greyson closed his eyes and tried to focus, concentrating on the water within the bodies of those around Erin. He'd been warned by his older brother Percy that trying to bend blood instead of the water in the body causes slight mental instability and psychotic tendencies. Something he'd of course avoid at all costs. This was something he'd only done once before, having tested the theory with his best friends Ky' vie and Brynn. Though there were only 2 of them at the time, now there were three of them.

Taking in a deep breath, Greyson focused on Dorian, Kyrin and Spencer before him, and on the exhale tightened his fists side by side before pulling them apart slowly. As he did so, the three boys would have been drug across the the dirt against their wills by an invisible force only about a foot. Greyson's eyes fluttered open, his vision slightly blurred as he was fairly dizzy. The small action having drained quite a bit of his personal energy, but he pushed through it and took the few steps to clear the distance between his cousin and himself. He placed firm, but slightly shaky hands on her shoulders, unsure if he was doing it to hold her or himself up. Greyson took a look at the other boys and sighed heavily, gently nudging Erin in the direction of her cabin as he talked.

"Sorry guys, but I really must insist on agreeing with Kyrin. It's prob'ly best we go somewhere private to talk. This out-in-the-open business is only going to make matters worse for her. Just the few of us is enough," Greyson looked down and over Erin's shoulder, frowning softly at the tear streaks down her face. The sight broke his heart. "Come on, Erin. Let's get you back to your cabin, love." Grey began to guide her slowly towards her cabin, his hands still on her shoulders as he too tried to focus on putting one foot in front of the other. He took a look back at the three boys behind him, motioning with his head for them to follow if they wished before focusing ahead of them.
Okay.... last character (besides by part-time Satyr that I'll be bringing in soon!). @Vicier ..

𝓐𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓥𝓸𝓼 & 𝓖𝓻𝓮𝔂𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓼

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Location: The Big House || Camp Half-Blood; New York.
Interacting With: Each other
{{ A collab between myself and @Vicier }}

..for only a small group of people; there were just so many voices...

Her bright blues glistening with a kind and gentle concern as she gazed in the direction she could hear the conversation coming from, Adeline couldn't help but wrap her her arms just that little bit tighter around Greyson's. It was soothing... His touch, even if he didn't realize it, was like a warm blanket on a cold night. It was comforting- safe. And no matter the situation, he always seemed to know the right things to say, and always in that voice of his that had a calming way about it. She knew he wanted to help- or at least, try to help, in some way. But how could he do that if she was around..? As the conversation drew away from where they were standing, her heart sunk in the confines of her chest. She was only holding him back...

"..tu peux y aller si tu veux..." Voice soft as she spoke, it was a few moments after she'd done so that her arms were falling from their place around his. Hands drawing together in front of her stomach as she brought her attention back to him. Her gaze drawing up to where she knew he was standing- to where that alluring scent was still washing over her, "..y-you want to help her... right..? Please don't let me stop you..."

Greyson watched as everyone crowded his dear cousin, eyeing Dorian in particular. Though he had no personal issue with the boy, the son of Thanatos' Captain-Save-a-Cousin complex rubbed him the wrong way at times. Although he couldn't exactly complain, at least he was one person whom Erin trusted, and didn't mind coming to her aid enough not to send the hounds after him like she did with himself. As Erin shot off away from the group saying she'd have no part in it all and that Ares would find her where she always was... where she'd always been.. the tears in his cousins eyes made his heart drop, taking a step in her direction but stopped. Two reasons, one being Addie still attached to his arm, the other being Dorian. 'Did he really just..?

Greyson took the step back to place himself right beside Addie again, watching from a distance as no one headed Dorian's shooing and continued to pursue his distraught cousin. It wasn't until Grey heard Adeline's soft voice that he was brought back to the present and out of his rambling thoughts, looking down at her just as she began to pull her arm away from his. He frowned softly at himself, looking off towards where Erin had headed off with her friends in pursuit, turning his gaze back on the girl beside him. Honestly he was very torn, and he didn't want to let her think that he didn't want to be there with her, but family was important to him. More than most could understand.

Reaching down, Greyson gently took one of her hands from her own in his, clasping the other over the top a moment as he spoke. "Oh mon amour, ne pense pas à ça de cette façon ... Je te retrouverai plus tard, je te le promets." The son of Poseidon gave her hand a tender squeeze before dropping her hand back where he had pulled it from, turning on his heels to dart off after his cousin. He was willing to risk getting the hounds after him, now more than ever. She was the one who was being hounded, today. The support was great to see, but he knew just how suffocating too much of it could be for her. He had to do something. Anything.

Lips parting at the seam; Adeline's head followed the sound of his heavy footfalls as they fell further and further away from her. And while she was still able to hear their voices from where she stood, she knew that she was alone. It was okay though... she knew it wasn't on purpose for the most part. They were doing it- he was doing it for Erin. For family. How could she even think to be upset about that..?

Shoulders lowering slightly, her posture relaxed as she stared unseeingly in their direction; a gentle smile crossed her lips.

"..bonne chance... Grey..."

Bronwyn Knowles

Daughter of Athena

Location: Lake - Athena Cabin
Interactions: Talon @MarshiestMallow, Valeria @Rodiak, Duke

The bit of a smile Brynn still had left after making a friendly gesture to Valeria had completely gone when Talon spoke and wouldn't turn around. His response forced her brows together and her jaw clenching slightly. Assholes. Her having engaged in some friendly competition with her fellow campers with a few playful taunts here and there.. made her an asshole? Slowly Brynn crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow at him just in time for him to turn around, which she was sure would only make the situation worse. He'd probably assume she hadn't meant the apology even more than he clearly already didn't believe so. Brynn glanced over at Valeria with a softer look before turning her eyes back on the boy before her, taking in a deep breath as she began to turn away with a shake of her head.

"No need. I've said my peace." Brynn turned her gaze back to Valeria, her tone taking a much softer and friendlier one. "I'm sorry for interrupting." The brunette didn't dare look Talon's way again, knowing all too well it'd just lead to more. She didn't direct the apology to him, but it was extended to him, she just knew there would be no point in making the apology to the boy. Tapping her thigh as her brown eyes fell on her old dog, she turned away from the pair and pushed on towards the cabins. She aimed to get some reading done, a new novel she'd bought recently was calling her.

"Come on, old boy. Let's go relax for a little while."
Tyler Rumancek

Son of Hermes

Location: Hades Cabin
Interactions: Salem, Erin's cat


Stopping dead in his tracks in the middle of reaching for couple of mugs in the cabinet, Tyler slowly looked over to see Erin's black cat Salem sitting just a few feet away from him, the cat's orange-ish eyes staring up at the boy. Tail flicking back and forth slowly, the cat always seemed to know when Tyler came over and would always seek him out. Did this cat know he was allergic to felines, or something?! As if hearing his thoughts, the cat pushed forward towards Tyler as he groaned in response to the feline's approach.

"Salem, st-- Fuck, I didn't take my--" Ty cursed himself, not having taken his allergy pill before heading over. Had his dad not been there, he may have had an easier time remembering. Hermes' son sighed heavily and went to a different cabinet, grabbing out the bottle of antihistamines he left over just in case he forgot his, popping the cap and shaking a single one out.

"By the name of Zeus, Salem, I swear to the gods. Stay!"

It was no use. The cat leapt up onto the counter and continued in his approach, only about a foot away from Tyler now. The boy snagged one of the mugs he'd meant to get out before and shoved it under the faucet, running it long enough to fill the bottom of the cup before tossing it back with the small pill. Had it been anyone else's cat, Tyler would have already shoved it off the counter and been done with it, but he wouldn't do that to Erin's poor cat. No matter how much it seemed to live to torture Tyler. Just as soon as the boy had downed the allergy medicine, the cat pressed up against his chest and brushed his head into him, rubbing the length of himself along the boy with his tail running just beneath Tyler's chin. The son of Hermes sighed heavily, his eyebrows pulling together in a soft glare at the cat.

"You're an ass."


Tyler shook his head and lifted a hand, scratching the cat's head lightly a moment before moving away from him to continue with setting up mugs for the tea he had been preparing, now standing at the counter watching the teapot quietly. The boy was lost in thought. He was more surprised than anything that she hadn't just shadow-traveled herself into her cabin. Could she really be taking the entire camp on, right now? Maybe she was letting off some steam by sending her hellhounds after the crowd of people. Now that would be something to see.
Bronwyn Knowles

Daughter of Athena

Location: Obstacle Tower - Lake
Interactions: Greyson, Octavia @Vicier, Talon @MarshiestMallow, Valeria @Rodiak

As the campers were spoken to by Chiron and Dionysus, Brynn climbed her way down the obstacle tower till she had both feet on the ground. The brunette stood at the foot of the tower with her arms crossed as she listened to what was being said, her eyebrows narrowing at the bit about Erin being accused of stealing Aphrodite's dove. Tilting her head back, she stared up as if staring directly up at the gods, shaking her head. 'Do better,' she thought as she rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to the campers around her, listening to what others were saying amongst themselves. Brynn caught Greyson's gaze just as he'd turned to walk off with Adeline Vos, the girl watching them till they disappeared from sight. It wasn't till Octavia had grabbed the daughter of Athena's shoulder that Brynn had realized she had been zoned out. Turning her gaze on her friend, she gave her a light smile as she passed her by, raising an eyebrow at the amount of blood all over her. Brynn checked her shoulder, saw nothing had been left behind but some dirt and looked back off at Octavia, sighing softly. She hoped she was okay. Of course she was, who was she kidding?

Seemed as though the commotion around Brynn started to kick up. Brynn didn't last long standing there before she was over listening to the gossip, walking off passed the large group of people huddled around the obstacle tower stands. Off a distance away, her dad's old dog Duke lay beneath a large tree soaking up the sun's rays. As soon as he saw Brynn approaching, his tail began to wag gently back and forth, the rest of his body unmoving.

"Getting some sun, boy?" The girl bent down and pet Duke, rubbing his ear and the side of his head gently.

"Wanna head back to the cabin with me?" As if in response, the dog let out a huff and looked up at her with his big brown eyes. Brynn's brow furrowed a moment before she realized what the dog was trying to tell her. "Again, buddy?" The Athena girl stepped around Duke and stood over him, reaching down to grab him up just under both his front legs while the dog groaned with the movement, pulling him up into a standing position. The golden then stretched and shook himself out, seeming just fine now that he was standing. Brynn laughed lightly, patting her thigh as she turned to walk off towards the cabins at a pace Duke could tolerate.

Not having made it very far before Brynn and Duke were passing by the lake, she noticed Talon and Valeria throwing stones across the water. The girl chewed on her lip, thinking about the scene back at the obstacle tower.. if she wasn't the sole one who'd caused him to get the way he had, she had still been apart of it. Antagonizing him and Brandon the way she had. She may have just been playing around, but clearly Talon didn't seem to see it that way. She knew she should probably apologize. The Athena girl changed direction and headed straight for the two, hesitantly approaching a few feet behind Talon. She cleared her throat and rubbed her hand firmly against the back of her neck, a little nervous but knew it had to be done. She gave Valeria a friendly half-smile, turning her attention back to Talon.

"Hey, Talon.. uhm, back there... you know that I was just joking, right? I wasn't trying to be an asshole, or anything. Just friendly competition, you know?" Brynn's lips pressed into a fine line, staring at the back of the boy's head.
Tyler Rumancek

Son of Hermes

Location: Hermes Cabin - Hades Cabin
Interactions: Online CoD teammates; Hermes (Thank you, @Vicier<3)

"Last game, boys, then I gotta get off."

The roar of the plane echoed throughout Tyler's headphones, unable to hear his friends who seemed to continue their conversation regardless, his eyes searching for the perfect spot to drop on the map. He could hear his teammates discussing potential places as well, rolling his eyes at the mention of Superstore. Literally no one but the sweaties went Superstore. Did they wanna get rid of him that easy, in hopes they'd have a quick game and he would get off? Tyler shrugged off the thought and shook his head, seeing as his teammates were going there anyways.

"Worst drop, ever. This, and anywhere downtown. Instant team wipe."

"Yeah, for the other guys!"

"No, Blake. We're gonna be the team that gets mopped up, bro." Tyler dropped into the far north side of the store, looting boxes and picking up equipment. All around him he could hear parachutes and footsteps echoing throughout the large warehouse, sighing heavily. 'What did I say? Mega hotspot,' he thought to himself, his eyes scanning over the tv screen for any signs of movement as he picked up a better assault rifle than the basic ground pick-up he'd snagged before. Crouching, Tyler could hear the footsteps growing closer. It sounded as if there were more than just a single set, causing the boy to get a little anxious.

"Guys, guys I'm gonna need help." A quick glance at his mini map and Justin threw his head back in frustration, grumbling, "You guys wanna come here, and you're no where nearby." Inevitably, the enemies around him found him. Tyler was able to take one down but the second guy downed him, a second enemy coming in to help the other finish Tyler off. Tyler growled in irritation, tearing off his headset to toss it onto his bed, shaking his head as he rubbed his face firmly.

"Goddamn it," he mumbled under his breath, looking up at his screen as he watched his character get drug off to the gulag.

"Ooo... tough break, kiddo."

Hermes' voice filling the confines of his sons bedroom, the God himself couldn't help but to scrunch up his nose, and to purse his lips in sympathy to the situation as he watched his Tyler's dead avatar get dragged off across the screen. Video games. The stuff of the young people- not that he himself didn't dabble in them here and there. He just preferred the satisfaction of a good old fashioned prank. Speaking of which... Breaking an arm away from where he had it crossed with the other over the front of his chest, he glanced down at it. A small, knowing smirk playing over his lips. Apollo should be bellowing his name in anger any moment now. Poor little baby. The narcissist was so easy to torment- losing his shit over something as simple as a few strings on his lyres not being tuned, or... green dye in his shampoo.

Chuckling to himself about just how stupid his dear old brother was going to look imitating an Oompa Loompa; Hermes pushed himself away from the door frame. His gaze drawing over to where his son was sitting, his hand clasped around a clipboard that seemed to appear out of nowhere, "So... we have one new set of headphones; those two new games you ordered. And I thought it might be better if you were the one to take your little girlfriend the tea she ordered. I am one of the last people she is going to want to see right now." The fingers on his free hand clicking, a box and two packages appeared out of thin air; falling lightly onto the bed beside Tyler, "Gonna need you to sign for these, sport."

Tyler's jaw clenched at the sound of his father's voice, letting out a soft irritated sigh. The boy turned his head to look over his shoulder at the god standing against the doorframe, his back still fully turned towards him.

"Mm, yeah. Thanks."

The boy watched as his father stared off at nothing in particular and smiled, clearly thinking about something. He definitely wasn't going to ask about it. He really didn't care. Ty's face stayed the same stoic expression it usually had when interacting with his father, at least within the last couple of years. The first year was just pure anger. This was the man.. the god, who'd gotten his mother pregnant and screwed everything up for her. The relationship between the father and son was spread thin to say the least, Hermes still seemed to try and get through to his boy. To show him that he did in fact love him.

Tyler came back to the present when he realized Hermes was closing the distance between the two, eyeing the clipboard that appeared from thin air. The boy's face finally showed some emotion. Confusion. Had he ordered something? ..He had. Last week. He'd already forgotten about it. Why did Hermes feel the need to personally deliver it to him?

Tyler gave a look back at his tv and realized that he'd been killed in gulag and his team of three other guys he was playing with were getting slaughtered in-game. The boy simply shook his head and reached out, turning his xbox and tv off before turning back to face Hermes this time. Ty crossed his arms over his chest and stared quietly, listening to his father speak. The immediate mention of his 'girlfriend' caused Tyler's eyebrows to furrow, grumbling, "How many times do I have to tell you she's not my girlfri-" Somehow, even though Tyler had been talking over Hermes, he'd heard him say that he was the last person she'd wanna see right now. Why?

Tyler's brow remained furrowed, his voice hesitantly curious. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't she want to see you?" 'She likes you more than I do,' he finished in his head. It never ceased to startle Ty a little when his father would pop packages out of nowhere, shaking his head as he reached out for the clipboard, taking up the pen in his hand to sign off on the deliveries. "What's happened?"

"What happened is she stole Aphrodite's Godly symbol."

His lips coming together in a thin line over his features, Hermes' nodded his head solemnly for a moment or two before the facade broke and he pulled a face. His eyes rolling in a way that was eerily similar to his children, "Or at least according to your aunt and uncle, she did. Bunch of phooey if you ask me. I've delivered enough packages to that girl to know that she's nothing more than cynical bookworm." Heaving out a particularly heavy sigh, it wasn't until Tyler had finished signing that he took back the clipboard. Glancing over it to make sure that everything was in order, he let it go. The clipboard disappearing back to wherever it was it had come from in the first place.

As soon as Hermes had spoken the word 'stole' Tyler's nostrils flared angrily, his fists clenching tightly till his knuckles turned white, his finger nails digging into his palm. "Asta-i tâmpenie," he growled under his breath, his jaw clenching tightly. As Hermes continued to explain further, Tyler grabbed the packages meant for him and stuffed them beneath his bed to open up later, grabbing up the one meant for his friend.

"She never leaves. She's not the one. She's not the one." Tyler maneuvered around his bed, stopping just in front of his father as he looked him directly at him for the first time throughout the entire exchange, having looked just to the side of him before.

"You gods sure are great at ruining your kids lives, aren't you?" The boy shook his head and shoved past his father, walking to the door before coming to a slow stop at he came to it. Tyler uttered a low thanks just loud enough for his father to be heard before walking out of the room, on a mission. Of course he didn't like his father, but he also wasn't entirely disrespectful. He still had some sort of manners, even when it came to his father.

"..she has seven days, Tyler..." Looking over his shoulder at his sons retreating figure, Hermes eventually turned and made his way back to where he had been earlier; standing in the doorway. His expression lost of all playful amusement as he spoke to Tyler's back. His arms once more lifting to cross over his chest as he did so, "Seven days to return the dove... and then Zeus has decreed that she be given to Ares should she fail. I know the pain of losing a child; so does Hades. I don't wish that pain on anyone, do you understand..?"

Staring, serious, for a few moments longer, Hermes eventually cracked. Motioning lazily towards the box in his sons arms, "Enjoy the tea... and the extra toppings that came with it..."

Shooting a wink towards his sons back, Hermes was gone as quickly and as silently as he had arrived. Leaving Ty once more on his own.

Hermes' son headed off towards the Hades Cabin, hearing his father's voice calling out to him as he crossed the distance between cabins. Seven days. Zeus. Ares wrath. Right. The boy looked down at the box questioningly at the mention of 'extra toppings'. The thought quickly leaving his mind as his thoughts returned to the fact Hermes had called Erin his girlfriend.

The extra toppings and his very not-so-funny misconceptions about his friend better not be related. Tyler swore to the gods if Hermes was playing another prank on him, his father would never hear the end of it. The dark-haired boy pushed his way into the Hades cabin and shut the door behind him, wandering over to the lounge area where he set the box down on the coffee table.

The silence that filled the enclosed space was almost annoying. Silence was great.. under the right circumstances... any really.. but in that moment, with everything weighing on him about what his good friend was being accused of. Wondering how she was handling it all.. most especially being under such pressure and no doubt being rushed by nearly the entire camp. While the son of Hermes waited for her to come back to the safety of her quarters, he decided it was a good idea to put on some tea.
@Vicier New character. ^^ I'm at your mercy :3

@Blackmist16 If it makes you feel any better I haven't filled out ANYONE'S relationship sheets lmao
Brandon Murphy & Bronwyn Knowles

Location: Obstacle Tower
Interactions: Each other; Brynn with Pierre

Brynn watched as the scene with Talon and Octavia unfolded, others coming into the picture to get involved. The Athena girl nearly doing the same when she saw Octavia had blood pouring from her head but stood her ground, knowing all too well the girl was capable of handling her own. Without warning, Brynn had her feet pulled out from under her with a force gripping one of her ankles in a vice grip. While struggling to stand she could just see Brandon staring back at her with a fire in his gaze. 'Oh shit,' she thought to herself as she quickly flipped over on her stomach and tried grabbing onto something to help her escape his grip that he seemed to be trying to get better hold of. Brandon cried out in anger as Brynn's free foot connected with Brandon's free hand, snarling at the girl as he shook it off and continued to pull her closer to the edge.

"Murphy, stop. It's not that serious dude, chill!"

"Fuck you, you little shit! I would have had it, had it not been for you. Talon's right. You think you're better than the rest of us, and for what? Because you can bat your eyes and get away with shit? I'm about as tired of it as he is!"

During this entire struggle between the two, Pierre had managed to slip past the both of them but not without Brynn noticing him as he made his way onto the next level. "ALLEZ, PIERRE!" It wasn't until Brynn yelled out that Brandon had noticed as the boy's shoes disappeared up onto the next level, growling to himself as he shoved the girl with so much force she nearly went toppling over the ledge. The boy jumped down from where he was, landing on the ground to join the rest surrounding his brothers and sister. Elias, of course, always trying to talk things out. Brandon rolled his eyes and simply crossed his arms, watching from a safe distance away knowing all too well this wouldn't get anywhere.

Brynn pushed herself to her feet and dusted herself off, shaking her head as she looked over the edge of the platform she was on down towards where Brandon stood, glaring at him. "Asshole," she muttered to herself, turning her attention up to Pierre who had obviously gotten the idol, smiling a bit. "Espèce de petit serpent sournois. Bon travail."

When the booming voice echoed out throughout the camp, both demigods stopped and turned their attention to the owner of said voice. The news of Erin being named bringing two very different reactions from the two. Brandon having shook his head saying something about "the princess of darkness was at it again", while Brynn became increasingly worried for her sort-of friend. There was no way in Hades that Erin was the true culprit. The uproar of people in agreement with her eased her mind, but only just. Was there nothing the gods had to say in the matter, of course they knew nothing really when it came to other gods kids, let alone their own most of the time.. but this was beyond her. This, really, was beyond any of them. What were they gonna do that the gods themselves couldn't? Well, Percy had done it with Zeus' master bolt. What's finding one little dove..right?

Espèce de petit serpent sournois. Bon travail. = "You sneaky little snake. Nice work."
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