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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:05f9LGz6 Mon 30 Sep 2024 22:32:34 No.6114115 View View Report

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By the time you finished flexing, Ana was already coming over to join you with a shard of crystal that she took from her golem.

“Great work. I was wondering what you'd do to take yours out.”

“It was made of rock candy. Not the sturdiest material, but it was surprisingly tough.” she said, waving around the crystal shard that she confiscated from the crime scene.

“I had a feeling it was something like that. It's a good thing I didn't try to take a bite out of them. My dental plan probably wouldn't cover something like that.” you said with a shudder.

“I've never seen you use that weapon before.” she said, staring at the oversized chrome gauntlet on your right hand.

“What, this? It's just another handy tool in my utility belt.” you said, deactivating it at the press of a button and returning it to its proper pouch in your utility belt.

“It was quite impressive. Did you build it yourself?”

You let out a brief chuckle.

“Out of my many talents, I'm afraid that building and programming nanotech isn't one of them. I bought it off an old inventor a while back.” you explained. “But he skipped town a few months ago.”

“I'm sure that a man of your ‘many talents’ is entirely capable of finding a new supplier.” Ana said with a teasing smile. “By the way, how many of the candy creatures have you slain today?”

“I dunno. I wasn't really keeping count.” you confessed with a shrug.

Ana gave you a slightly dissatisfied look.

“You should. A bit of friendly competition is necessary in a hunt.”

“Do I get extra points for punching my crystal monster into oblivion?” you asked.

Ana smiled and walked around to your left.

“You get extra points for providing me with eye candy during my fight.” Ana whispered, giving you a swift swat on the rear that nearly made you yelp in surprise. “But you really should have shown off your glutes more.”

“If you wait until we get home, I'll show you more than that.” you whispered back, confident that Ana could pick up on anything you said at this range.

“Will this be before or after we cook the steak?” she asked, circling you as if you were prey.

“I don't see a reason why we couldn't do both.”

“I can think of three.” Ana said. “Four if you count your white-haired immodestly dressed companion.”

Of course she knew about the Thief Girls. That nose of hers was going to get you in some serious trouble one of these.

“Then I guess you'll just have to settle for a private show.” you concluded. “But before we worry about that, we should gather some information from the victim and the perp. Something about this whole operation seems a little half-baked.”

Ana nodded her agreement.

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:rF4HNPvL Fri 06 Sep 2024 23:07:02 No.6098898 View View Report

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“How about…’The Uptown Alley'?” you suggested.

Both Shark and Joy gasped simultaneously.

“Love it!”

“That's so clever…!”

These girls really did know how to make a guy feel special.

“I kinda like it.” Glass put in. “It really gives you the feeling of a ‘second home’ for the Morlocks.”

“Third, but who's counting?” you added.

After a moment of silence, everyone turned to stare at Callisto. She just closed her eye and shrugged.

“I don't mind. It's got a nice ring to it.” she admitted.

That was as close to a stamp of approval as you were gonna get from her.

“I suppose you would like me to change the name on the deed while I'm at it?” Cassandra asked.

Glass nodded and finally put Joy down.

“If it wouldn't be too much trouble.”

She gave him a kind smile.

“It won't be anything that I wasn't already prepared to commit to.” she promised. “Consider it done.”

While Glass was going about thanking Madame Webb from the bottom of his heart, yet again, you got a notification on your personal phone. It was from Ember.

It read: “Do you know this lady? Pls say yes, because she might be holding me hostage until you get back. Also, when are you coming back...?”

Your breath caught when you saw the attached photo.

A familiar blonde woman gazed at you with her beautiful, deep brown eyes. Her cheek was resting on one hand, and her toned, athletic body was draped over your couch cushions. With her other hand, she twirled the end of her long ponytail around a finger that was also caressing her left hip. Her lips were slightly parted, and her deep, brown beautiful eyes were staring directly at you.

She'd clearly posed for this shot. It was practically a pin-up! But more importantly…it was a pin-up of your girlfriend!

At long last, Anastasia Kravinoff was back in town!

What will you say/do?

>”Sorry, I’ve gotta go. I’ve got someon–something to do at home.” (Race back home to greet your girlfriend!)
>(To Ember) ”Try to keep her busy until I get back. I should have a few co-op games that the two of you can play together.”
>Race upstairs, find a vacant room and send an equally racy selfie to Ana’s phone.
>Plan a special surprise for your significant other. (Write-in.)
>Write-in.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:WLMjaRcL Sun 17 Sep 2023 06:40:27 No.5766218 View View Report

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You stared at the phone, and then at Iara. She looked uncertain. And for someone who was still recovering from what was technically brain damage, she probably wasn’t well suited to making big decisions like this. But even then, she still deserved to have a say in this. After all, it was her mind you’d be tampering with.

“I don’t think we should be making these sorts of decisions for her. She’s still her own person.”

You offered the phone to the shark girl. She looked at you questioningly, but you just gestured for her to take it once more. The large woman tentatively accepted it and raised it to her ear.

“H-hello?”

Callisto said something that you couldn’t quite hear, but it was enough to give Iara pause.

“...Is it okay if I take some time to think it over?”

After another brief pause, Iara adopted a relieved, shaky smile and nodded several times. When she handed the phone back to you, Callisto was already speaking as if she knew that you were the one holding it.

“Bring them back safe, Huntsman. I want to get a good look at her before we decide anything.”

“Got it. I’ll have them back as soon as I can.”

“Right. Could you hand the phone back to Glass for a little while?”

She asked.

“Uh, sure thing.”

You did as she asked, noticing the weariness in her voice. At the very least, she hadn’t blown up at you, but that only made you more anxious. If, somehow, she found out that the Iara that she knew and loved was never coming back, you wondered how she’d react.

—--------

A little while after Glass hung up, you received word that the girls would be discharged soon. It was around then that everyone started to go around to say their little goodbyes. Joyce met up with Miles and Letty, Gloria called Glass to meet her for a “private conversation”, Ada dragged Iara off for a quick examination before she saw her off, and you were left to exchange farewells with your lover, yet again.

“Do you really have to go back to your dad so soon? I thought you’d be sticking around for a while.”

You said, running a thumb up and down her hand as you held it in your own. You had to shout to be heard over the whirring of the helicopter blades nearby, but you tried not to let it get to you.

Ana gave you a sad smile and gripped your hands tighter.

“I know, but my father will want to hear the news from me directly. Soon, he will not need me to proceed with preparations for the Great Hunt. I can more or less coordinate from a remote location, but I would much rather get this out of the way first.”

“And then you’ll come running right back to me?”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:UqxkE+zD Sat 08 Jul 2023 13:34:11 No.5706476 View View Report

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“Quick question: Are demons immune to or resistant to fire? I don’t want to assume they are just because they’re from Hell.”

Elsa rubbed the back of her neck and glanced back at Frank.

“Most demons aren’t actually. Hell is meant to be a place of suffering, even for the demons that reside there. That’s why they try and escape here so often. No one actually wants to live in Hell other than the Lords that rule there, and even they’re not always that excited about it.”

You nodded and raised a hand in front of her. In a flash, it ignited, becoming engulfed in pale emerald light. Elsa’s breath caught, and you could hear Ana gasp behind you. Frank probably had the worst reaction, though. He threw his arms in front of his face and looked back at the window as if he’d been considering jumping out.

You waved your non-burning hand in apology.

“Right. ‘Fire bad’. Forgot about that. Sorry.”

Elsa walked around to view your hand from another angle, almost as if she’d been expecting a trick.

“Well, that would’ve been nice to see when we were trapped down in that pit.”

“It’s sort of a recent development. Like, very recent. That being said, do you have any weapons that don’t burn easily?”

Elsa peeled her eyes away from your hand long enough to look at the door to her sanctuary with a contemplative expression.

“I might just have something for you. Wait here.”

Elsa turned and opened the door, giving you the briefest of glimpses into her sanctuary. At first glance, it wasn’t nearly as interesting as the Sanctum Sanctorum. There were no flying books, no infinitely generating staircases. It just looked like a normal Victorian era manor.

The door closed almost as fast as it had opened, and you and the others were just left staring at it. After about a minute, Ana finally decided to approach you about your sudden mutation.

“Does that not hurt?”

“Huh? Oh!”

You looked down, only to realize that your hand was still burning. You’d forgotten to put it out.

“No yeah, I’m totally fine. Not sure about the exact science behind it, but it happened when I put on these bracelets.”

You showed her the Nega Bands, which had slightly shrunk to reshape themselves to fit you like they were made for you.

Ana eyes them curiously.

“These were among the items that you stole from Rollo, correct?”

You nodded.

“That’s right. I had a specialist come in and take a look at them. I went through a mildly painful transition period after putting them on, but I got flaming hands as a result! I mean, how cool is THIS!?”

You raised both hands and ignited them in a flash. Ana backed up a step, smiling in amazement. Frank just screamed again.

“Right! Sorry!”

You quickly put them out, and Ana was blinking quickly, as if to readjust her eyes to the warm lighting of the hotel room without two roaring ghost flames in her face.

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:koyv22G4 Fri 02 Jun 2023 21:38:07 No.5678533 View View Report

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Damn. She was really shaken up about this.

“It’s probably because of the whole ‘synthezoid’ thing. Maybe this is why she didn’t want to antagonize him. I wonder what Araña was thinking by stealing from him?”

Anastasia shook her head, both as an honest response and as a method of clearing it.

“I don’t know. But he seemed very interested in me. My set of skills in particular.” she explained, leaning against a wall for support.

“He wants me to return to him with both his stolen treasures and…the heads of the girls who took them.”

“And…if you don’t do it?” you asked cautiously.

Ana shut her eyes and growled in frustration. “He didn’t say. He wanted to ‘leave it up to my imagination’.”

Now that was definitely going to complicate things. You had no intention of handing the girls over to this creep, and you suspected that Ana was in now way inclined to follow the orders of a man she had no allegiances to. On the other hand, this ‘Mr. Delgi’ sounded like a man you didn’t want to be your enemy.

What will you say/do?

>”Then we’ll take him down too. Somehow, some way, we’ll make sure that he doesn’t make it out of this building by the time the summit concludes.”
>”We’ll find some way to fake it, then. I happen to know a guy that’s in the business of cloning people without their consent.”
>”Let’s bring this up with others. I’ll leave out all the stuff about his ‘menacing aura’, and all that.”
“Can he really get away with that? Threatening a Kravinoff, I mean. I know he’s powerful and all, but I thought these guys would be more subtle than that.”
>”We should try and find out more about him. We need to know who it is that we’re dealing with exactly.”
>”Whatever happens, just know that I’m with you. And that means that my extensive list of contacts and connections are at your disposal, too.”
>Write-in.

Also, will you wear your new suit?

>Y/N

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Costumes:
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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:EvubONmU Mon 10 Apr 2023 19:05:21 No.5633424 View View Report

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The one upside to him being a pile of sand, however, was the fact that the warm Nevada air wouldn’t bother him in the slightest. You weren’t ashamed to admit that you were jealous of him for that. But more than anything, you were absolutely fucking proud of him for obtaining enough control over his powers to even attempt something like this.

By the time you’d arrived at the airport, Ana was already waiting for you in front of her private plane. Even before you got close enough to get a good look at her, you knew that she would be absolutely stunning. And you were not disappointed.

Whereas Cat went for a short, tight dress, Anastasia’s was long, bright red and flowing. Its fabric curled, ruffled and intertwined at interesting angles that forced you to stare at her enviable figure. Her muscular arms were on full display due to the single strap that wrapped diagonally over her shoulder, and her dress hugged her midsection so as to outline her tight, chiseled stomach through the fabric, as well as the natural curve of her ample bust. Your eyes trailed down to her toned legs, where a red garter and dark gray fishnet stockings traced the enticing curves of her legs, all the way down to the ruby red heels holding it all up.

The woman honestly looked like a princess that was going out for a night on the town. Much like Felicia, she looked damn good, and she knew it. But seeing you take notice of the fact seemed to please her, if that confident smile was anything to go off of.

To your surprise, Felicia was the first to approach her. “Damn, Annie! I might have to check Nevada state law, because I’m pretty sure it should be a crime to look this good.”

Ana’s grin widened ever so slightly as she regarded Cat. “From what I understand, your group is fairly comfortable with committing crimes. It is good to see that the laws of fashion are not among the ones you are prone to violating.” she said, glancing over at you and drinking in your appearance with a hungry look in her eye.

“I was just as surprised as you are. Prowler over here is a repeat offender, so I was a bit worried about how he would end up looking.” you said, jabbing a thumb at your co-captain, who was now scowling at you through his shades.

“Oh, I think everyone here cleaned up rather nicely.” she said, her eyes scanning the group before landing back on you. Her gaze lingered on your for a while longer before she stepped aside to gesture at her private jet. “We leave in half an hour. Take this time to get comfortable and stow your luggage away. I have an in-flight meal prepared, as well as a fully-stocked mini-bar.”

Everyone walked up the ramp excitedly, clearly intending to do exactly that. You were the last in line, allowing you to have a moment alone with Ana.

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:Wz3u3nZ7 Sat 18 Mar 2023 13:12:44 No.5605697 View View Report

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Out of everyone in your contacts list, your finger hovered over Anastasia’s name the longest. Thoughts of her warm, toned body lingered in your mind, and you forced yourself to press the call button while there was still enough blood left in your brain to perform the action.

The phone rang for several moments, and you felt your heart beating faster in anticipation. It was just a casual phone call. What were you getting all nervous for?

“Hello?”

When the ringing stopped, your breath nearly caught, but you managed to get the words out before things got weird.

“Hey, Ana. Just thought I’d check up on you. How’ve you been?”

Her content sigh was enough to melt the anxiety and needless worry plaguing your thoughts.

“It is good to hear your voice again, Huntsman. I am well, but the summit is taking longer than any of us expected or would care to tolerate.” she admitted. “The great families are stubborn and stuck in their ways. And as such, they are hesitant to follow my father’s lead in carrying out the Great Hunt. Surprisingly, Elsa Bloodstone has been acting as the voice of reason in all this. She has never been one for politics, and is almost entirely unconcerned with the ambitions of other family heads.”

“Sounds annoying. Are you sure you have to be present for all of the bickering? If no one’s willing to listen to you, then we can always leave a cardboard cutout in your place and go catch a movie.” you proposed.

She let out a soft chuckle. “Tempting, but I’m afraid that I must remain by my father’s side in this. He and the Nightguard have been making preparations for the invasion, but we still require the support of some of the more powerful families.” she explained. “Ideally, we would have liked the most prominent family to attend our summit, but they haven’t responded well to our previous invitations.”

“And who’s the most prominent family?” you asked.

“That would be ‘THE Family’. The ones that oversees the flow of money in Las Vegas. Therein lies one of the most dangerous and elaborate of criminal empires. Having them on our side would truly turn the tide in our favor.”

What will you say?

>”Well what if we took a trip there to try and convince them in person? I’ve always wanted to go to Vegas.”
>”Just how dangerous are we talking, here?”
>”I’ve got an indirect connection with Blade if that helps you in any way.”
>”Isn’t there some crazy and dramatic way to decide who gets to be in charge? Shouldn’t your dad’s connection to the Nightguard be reason enough to let him run things?”
>”What if we bribe them with an unholy amount of garlic? Me and my friends have literally got barrels full of the stuff!”
>Write-in.

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:bmHlCAJH Mon 14 Nov 2022 15:17:55 No.5463135 View View Report

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You stepped forward and puffed your chest out a bit for this next part. “I’m coming with you. Those signal blockers of yours are still working, right?”

Ana’s dad grimaced and started to move towards you, but Ana gripped his bicep and forced him to a halt. The two shared a look, and the intense man backed off.

“Yes, they are still working.” Ana said, taking her eyes off of her father and letting them land on you. There was so much that you wanted to tell her; so much you wanted to ask. But now probably wasn’t the right time for any of it.

“Now, does anyone want to tell me why you guys are palling around with a dangerous and untrustworthy spy?” you asked.

Ana began to speak, but her father cut her off with a raised hand. “Anastasia, why do you feel the need to reveal family secrets to outsiders?”

Ana gave him a severe look. “If he comes with us, then he is going to find out anyway.” she said in a slightly hushed tone.

“We do not need to bring him with us.” countered Papa Kravinoff.

“The scientist will want to meet him. This is an opportunity for both of them.”

The large man grumbled something indecipherable, but didn’t interrupt any further.

“Several months ago, the Chameleon discovered the existence of a brilliant scientist that had progressed greatly in the research of cloning technology.” Ana began. “Not long after that, he informed my father of his location and gave him an offer that he could not refuse.”

Ana glanced at her father out of the corner of her eye, but he made no move to stop her.

“The revival of my grandfather, Nikolai Kravinoff, via the cloning process.”

So Ana’s dad sent her on a mission to hunt down and observe the Chameleon, but once he found the scientist and made his offer, the Kravinoffs’ mission changed entirely. Now, they’re probably protecting the slimy worm.

The implications of this new development weren’t lost on you, however. The Chameleon already knew your identity, and if the scientist used your DNA to create Abe, then he and the Kravinoffs probably have a good idea of what you look like already.

This whole secret identity thing was beginning to get out of control. You couldn’t trust the Chameleon or this mysterious scientist to not take advantage of their newfound knowledge. But you couldn’t exactly ask the family of hunters to step off and let you take care of them. This was obviously a family matter, and they would both want to see it through to the end.

“And who exactly is this mysterious scientist?” you said.

“Miles Warren.”

You turned to see Abe standing right next to you with his arms folded over his chest.

“Gwen’s old chemistry teacher!?” you blurted out, without entirely meaning to.

Abe nodded. “He’s a bit of a sick puppy, but I still think he should be able to help you with your dilemma.”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper !!urZ1qzDpXky ID:dpaqaC5h Thu 23 Jun 2022 18:01:55 No.5314244 View View Report

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With you and Anastasia already in the lead, it wasn’t particularly hard to strike up a conversation. The two of you were the only ones with machetes, after all.

However, you had Prowler, Callisto and glass helping you to clear thick branches and brambles every now and again. Prowler had some sort of vibrating, retractable blade that he could slip in and out of his gauntlet, Glass had those razor sharp arm blades of his, and Callisto could snap thick branches like twigs with those powerful tentacles of hers.

But most of the time, it was just you and the huntress leading the charge, following Peter at a reasonable distance. He seemed a lot less cheery than he was during your miserable voyage. That attack from earlier must still be bugging him.

“The wildlife here is quite unusual.” she said, hacking through a curtain of vines.

“What tipped you off?” you asked, clearing a path through a particularly dense patch of foliage. “Was it the giant sea beast or the water-logged zombie pirates?”

She flashed you a small grin and shook her head. “For starters, I haven’t seen a single animal that wasn’t a healthy, full grown adult. There are no babies, no eggs in any of the bird nests that we’ve seen so far.” she said, looking thoughtful for a moment. “If I had the time, I’d try to dissect and study a few specimens.”

“Maybe the kids are just hiding from us. Or maybe we haven’t been looking in the right places.” you proposed.

Anastasia gave you a skeptical look. “I don’t think so. A large part of me wants to believe that the fault lies with Neverland’s…strangeness.” she said carefully, scanning her surroundings. “The very same strangeness that caused Peter Pan to stop aging. I think the concept of true death might be a foreign thing to this island’s residents.”

You raised an eyebrow at her and adjusted your hat. “You think the animals are immortal too?” you asked.

Anastasia gave you a small shrug. “I think at some point, the circle of life, the natural order of things, was broken irreparably. I think that the people here might be trapped in time. Unable to give birth to children through natural means. This might be why Peter Pan feels the need to bring children from our world.” she explained.

“So we won’t die so long as we’re here?” you said, pushing a sizable boulder out of your path.

Anastasia remained quiet for a moment to ponder your inquiry. Finally, after about a minute, she shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. As visitors here, we exist outside of this island’s magic. In the fairy tale, the Lost Boys still grew up, even after coming here. Although, I’m not entirely sure, as some aspects of the story could have been changed for the author’s convenience.”

(Cont.)

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Scorekeeper ID:baY31P5e Wed 23 Mar 2022 18:26:53 No.5204550 View View Report

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>91

You’d think that following the tracks of a vampire hunter in a society that barely acknowledged the existence of vampires would be difficult, right? Because it’d have to be, right? How else would it remain a widely known secret?

Well Cindy pretty much flipped your perspective on its ass, because she was like a Bloodhound for the supernatural. You were starting to see the products of her parent’s training kick in as she tracked this hunter and retraced their steps from their old hunting grounds. Considering how vampires turned to ash when they died, it was pretty hard to find any traces of their existence at the scene of the murder. But not for Cindy.

With her acute senses, she was able to sniff out the remnant ashes and follow them towards the hunter’s next destination. Considering how much you were moving around, this guy didn’t have a permanent home, or anything. They just went around dusting vamps until the sun rose, and then they would do it again the following night.

Interestingly, Cindy noted that the scene of each hunt was vastly different from the last. So much so that she assumed that you were tracking more than one hunter. That complicated things. By following more than one trail, your chances of catching either of them became hopelessly slim.

And right when you were about to give up hope, Cindy made another startling observation. The hunter that you were following was leading you in circles, on purpose. But it wasn’t like they were attempting to flee. From the way that she described it, it was like they were playing a game, or testing you.

You didn’t like being toyed with, but it probably said something if your target didn’t disappear as soon as they caught wind of your presence. This game went back and forth, as you tracked the hunter, and then they circled back and started tracking you. The whole thing felt a bit ridiculous, really. But Cindy seemed to be having fun with it. She was in her element. The “Hunter’s Moon”, hard at work.

—----

Eventually, the trail led you to an abandoned construction site. There was no sign of any vamps being dusted, so you were 80% sure that you’d just been led into a trap. And almost as if the universe wanted to prove your suspicions right at every turn, you heard footsteps coming from behind. Both you and Cindy turned to see a striking woman with long blonde hair tied into a ponytail, with the sides shaved down. Her facial features were soft, but her determined expression was harsh and spoke of someone who had been through many hardships in their life. She wore a dark brown cloak that was wrapped around, what you could only assume was, a bodysuit with lightweight armor padding slipped underneath.

Her gaze was sharp as she turned it on you, and then Cindy. Those brown eyes seemed to sweep across the room in an instant, taking in every detail and stowing them away for later. Your Spider-Sense wasn’t acting up, so you took comfort in the fact that she wasn’t immediately hostile towards you.

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