lunarLunatic
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Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 3, 2017 1:53:30 GMT -8
Medi seems to smile a teeny bit as she nods... "...Thank you..."
The other Kats are a little bit weirded out by the scene, but at least there's...at least not that much tension as there probably would be?
"...And I'm quite sure that he'll keep his promise this time, young master." It seems that Medi's dapper guardian has retuned. And this lightens up the mood of the other Kats as well.
"H-Hypnos...I mean...E-er..." Medi glances to the young boy that shares the same name. This is going to get confusing.
The guardian moves on over to Medi and embraces her. "I apologize for my tardiness, my dear poppy flower. I had a few tasks that I needed done before coming back to you." "...It's...It's fine...I hope I didn't...worry you too much..."
He smiles as he combs through Medi's messy hair, looking right at Rid.
"I'm sure the other young master is well aware of the consequences of going back on his word." He smiles, his genuine serene expression is unchanging.
"...Dusk, spill the beans. You sought him out before finding us, didn't you." It seems that Zwei managed to see that he knew more than he let on.
This seems to change his expression dramatically. Well. It's no use hiding it now. "...We've met under very unfortunate circumstances, yes. I may have let my anger get the better of me, and I must apologize for that. If not for lady Lycoris, I would have done something my dear poppy would never forgive me for."
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Post by raz on Mar 3, 2017 8:18:23 GMT -8
"What an intriguing peace we've managed to broker here... strange, but I hope it lasts."
With that sentiment and a light chuckle Wayland makes his appearance, falling in line beside Zwei and greeting her with a nod.
"Sorry about splitting off from you, a few things caught my eye and speed was of the utmost importance in securing them. With every passing moment this void broadens its horizons but there may yet be an upshot to its spread. The memories it plumbs... where do you think they come from, I wonder."
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lunarLunatic
DEATH EGG
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Mar 3, 2017 11:42:03 GMT -8
Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 3, 2017 11:42:03 GMT -8
"Jeeebus frickin hell, Wayland...! Do you always gotta pop up when I least expect you to? ...But yeah, it's kinda strange how it turned out like this...I'm not saying I like it, but if Eins really knows what she's doing now...I don't want to disappoint her like I did before."
She turns to Wayland, scoffing.
"...You found things in this dark dump? What else would be there aside from more people that got sucked into it?...Though that probably answered my question right there."
Meanwhile, Lambda seems to put down her journal so see what's going on. ...There's something different about her, though.
"Charlotte...They aren't actually considering something like that...are they...? And who is that strange, tall fellow...?"
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SJmun
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Abandon
Mar 3, 2017 12:52:11 GMT -8
Post by SJmun on Mar 3, 2017 12:52:11 GMT -8
Charlotte tries to refocus. So much has happened and so much of it she barely knows enough to keep up with it all. Chronos giving "the black bubble" to the girl that stole his heart, and agreeing to care for and protect all of her copies while she's gone? So they can have a home? She glances over at Lambda. "I, honestly have no clue." Something does seem different, but it almost seems more... natural? "mind my rudeness but...did you change somethin' about yourself?"
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Mar 3, 2017 19:38:15 GMT -8
Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 3, 2017 19:38:15 GMT -8
The pain that Thoren is experiencing has seemingly reached its peak. He can clearly tell that Raine's soul (as well as Patrick's soul) is in danger of being engulfed by the black flames of Malice. Something that he had fallen into on multiple occasions. He had always needed another with him to save him from downward spirals into darkness. But, will she be able to handle it? Will he be able to handle it?
...well, they're by no means alone up there.
It seems somehow, that's they're able to fight it off. Enough to continue fighting at least.
Raine's inner strength is something awe-worthy in this hour. Hers and Patrick's determination spreads quickly across the Network, allowing all those connected to handle nearly anything thrown at them.
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Mar 6, 2017 10:54:04 GMT -8
Post by raz on Mar 6, 2017 10:54:04 GMT -8
"My apologies for giving you a shock, Mistress. Though... I do wonder which one of us went off first, necessitating our reunion in the first place. At, any rate, I'll try not to startle you moving forward. Perhaps it would be to your liking if I wore bells in my hair as an advance warning of my approach?"
Wayland chuckles, glancing into the distance as he brandishes something resembling a shard between two fingers.
"What I found, though... This place, and the dreambubble it built on, took in and tied together the vast array of dreambubbles floating through the void. Not entirely unlike the Dream did at one point, it assimilated them as means of expanding itself. Not only the intact but, the remnants of bubbles long passed... nothing is ever truly destroyed after all, merely, broken down, to eventually find use as a building block in another's design.
...Apologies for the impromptu lesson, ehehehehe. But, the point! The point... Fragments taken in by this bubble like a sift, filtered by the darkness. And ironically enough, making them easier to track down. Perhaps, Mistress..."
Wayland closes his hand around the shard, opening his palm to reveal innumerable, smaller shards.
"...Our dream is not yet dead."
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 8, 2017 1:26:14 GMT -8
A slight respite from the mutual anguish graces Thoren, who is honestly reduced to tears at this point. An odd breeze has lessened the intensity of the pain felt from the others above. Enough to actually move independently, strangely enough. Thoren finally lessens his hold upon Seth, who has been staying there close to him for the past 15 minutes to try and keep Thoren (or his heart container for that matter) from breaking under pressure. ".....thank you." Thoren looks into Seth's eyes with an earnest gratitude. Without the added context strengthened by their connection, this would be hella creepy, but Seth understands it completely. "It's the least I can do." Seth smiles slightly. "What exactly is Raine doing up there that caused all that pain? Like holy fuck, that overflowed over to me a couple times back there."
Thoren looks up, holding his hands over the flame from his chest. "...She's fighting the hardest battle any of us will ever face. She's fighting against Malice itself. Not alone, of course not. No person dead nor alive could face Malice alone. The others are there with her." Seth looks up as well. "That's fucking brutal... But how the fuck do you fight against Malice when fighting almost requires it in the first place?" Thoren reaches a hand out, grasping for something unseen. "it feels like... it's not quite exactly just what it calls itself. It is the darkness that lurks within the hearts of many led astray. A black flame of hopeless violence... I know all too well what that darkness feels like..." Seth puts a hand upon Thoren's shoulder. "...look, she's not gonna fall. She's stronger than that. I know you know that. You think I couldn't pick up your praises for meeting such a powerful woman? I know you as well as I know myself, and that's not even an overstatement." Thoren looks over at his brother and almost smiles. "...yeah. There's not much I can hide from you. It's just... when she went out of commission when we were sharing her body for a moment, it only took a single fucking seed of doubt for me to become blinded..." "But she's not you. Us seths, as much as I hate to admit it, are some pretty weak bitches when it comes to resisting dark shit like that."
As they continue their talk, Thoren receives a faint message over some crossed wires. It seems important though. "...wait, what was that." He closes his blank eyes and attempts to focus upon the message.
Guys! We've reached the high point here! Give Raz your energy! Together our power can phase through anything!
Thoren opens his eyes. Blank, but far from empty. He looks to the others in the crowd. "Everyone. Though our heroes have suffered, they are upon the cusp of conquering this darkness. However, they need but one last final push. With the Connection I share to Raine's heart, I can send her the energy I receive. I do not have much to spare of my own, as I am dead. I ask of those gifted with life to lend your power forwards through me and my connection to her. I will not force this, as my past deeds make me unfit for the trust of those so pure, but for those who do, this is a way for you to help them. We shall defeat Malice... Together."
Seth closes his eyes, keep his hand upon Thoren, and transfers half of his energy to Thoren, who then sends it towards Raine, to presumably be sent to Raz. Whatever she does with the energy she obtains is ultimately up to her, but it it highly suggested that it be given to the specified recipient. He lets go and also faces the crowd, noticeably tired looking. "I've given what I can. I believe it will go where it will be needed. I know those of you that can will make the best decision."
Together, they wait.
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Post by SJmun on Mar 8, 2017 8:07:48 GMT -8
Niki, the prince of time, hears Thoren's call. however, she's still somewhat wary. this is Thoren the heartless elfslayer, the last shred of a man who had abandoned his humanity in the name of seeking power! but at the same time, he has done some better things since connecting to Seth, and the fact that he's considering this sort of thing... no, it's gotta be a scam. She can't bring herself to trust a cold blooded killer so easily, even if he does claim that his past is behind him. Niki looks over at Katie. "...do you think we can trust that guy, of all people?"
Dylan, fully willing to trust Thoren's word, walks up to him. "I'm not sure about others, but I trust you. you've grown since losing your life. I've seen you fight alongside the others. with that, here's what I can spare for the cause. make sure it goes where it needs to go." with that, Dylan places his hand upon Thoren, and a temporary connection is made. for a moment, Dylan can sense the other members of the Network. He transfers 75% of his energy towards Thoren. Dylan, notably now shorter of breath, removes his hand, disconnecting from Thoren's network. he turns to face the others.
Jessica and Mimi watch Dylan make his dubious decision. neither of them really know much about Thoren aside from what they had seen of him in battle. "do you think this is a good idea?" Mimi asks. Jessica can't help but smile at her brother's idealism. he's always been a bit more trusting of others than he probably should. but, that's always been something she's kinda admired about him, even if it has got him into trouble in the past. "well, there's not much else we can do to help, but if Dylan trusts him, I guess we can too." Jessica makes her way up to transfer about half of her energy over to Thoren, following Dylan's lead. She usually isn't like this, but something about the moment seems almost... practical? Mimi hesitates, but ultimately gives Thoren slightly less than half her energy.
Charlotte gets Lambda's attention. "Lambda, let's go! he needs all the help he can get from us!" she runs up ahead to go transfer half of her energy to Thoren, barely even waiting for her sessionmate.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 8, 2017 17:52:13 GMT -8
Thoren receives Dylan's energy and in that moment, a past memory between the two of them is shared. when they had first met each other, shortly before the second stage event. Soon this connection breaks off, but their bond remains firm as it was before. with Jessica, it doesn't seem quite as close, but Thoren is given the knowledge that she is ectobiologically related to Dylan. knowing that, she's a least good in his book. with Mimi, there's hardly a bond at all, but she seems to have enough trust in him. with Charlotte however... Thoren wasn't exactly prepared for a temporic, let alone one as devout of a follower of Chronos as she is. Nevertheless, her enthusiasm transfers quite well.
The heart of a temporic doesn't really seem all that much different from that of a human, metaphorically speaking. there's just as much potential there as any other.
As promised, Thoren sends the given energy straight up to Raine, to be given to Raz.
Use this boon wisely, my love.
He again waits for any others willing to give what they can.
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Mar 10, 2017 0:42:38 GMT -8
Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 10, 2017 0:42:38 GMT -8
"...You're joking. You gotta be. We saw it disappearing with our own eyes. I don't think it's coming back, remnants remaining or not..."
Zwei sort of avoids eye contact from the subject.
"...Besides, it got out of control...and dangerous because of my meddling. What if it's still that way when and if we can get it back?" "...If it's possible...Then it would be a good thing to have...I would like everyone to have a choice..."
Kat willingly gives all the energy she can muster to Thoren.
"I believe in them...If they...need help...Then help they will get..." She seems to be a little winded...Perhaps giving a bit more than one would usually give.
Lambda subconsciously covers her eyes with her journal.
"I...I don't know what you're talking abou-H-huh!? W...wait!!"
She then follows Charlotte's lead and transferred part of her energies for use.
"If...If it will help us get out of this abyss...! Then I'll gladly help!"
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Mar 12, 2017 12:46:35 GMT -8
Post by powerkitten on Mar 12, 2017 12:46:35 GMT -8
The impossibly awful Witch of Time turned to the Prince of Time beside her.
"I think we should trust him. He seems to have really reformed now... besides, he wouldn't withhold help from the girl he loves, right?"
The inverted Mage of Rage turns towards the inverted Muse of Hope, still "smiling" so cheerfully. "!ti fo erus m'I ,ot gniog er'yeht esrevinu taht ni efil wen a dnif nac eW !esrevinu eht ni epoH syawla s'ereht ...dnA !elpoep drawkcab eseht htiw sdneirf ekam syawla nac eW"
The ghost turns towards the loud skeleton, shocked at being called out so quickly!
"R-RAPHAEL?!?"
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Post by SJmun on Mar 12, 2017 18:59:25 GMT -8
Niki looks long and hard at the heir accepting donations of life energy supposedly for his fiance. Katie trusts him. should she trust him?
Katie does have a point, Thoren has changed considerably since his initial connection... but, something still bothers her. she's afraid of what will happen. what if he forces her to give up all of her energy? knowing who he could have been, and who had ended her previous life, and overall just being afraid of getting close to ghosts known for terrible acts, she just doesn't want to risk anything. But even with all that on the line, Katie still trusts him.
...she can't hide from her problems anymore. she caused half of the bad stuff that's happened so she should at least have the decency to do something about it. the others believe it will get them out of this dark place. shouldn't she believe the same? Even if she is a faithless loser?
Niki takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. "...I'm doing it." she mostly tells herself. vocalizing has always made her thoughts strong enough to not disappear almost instantly. hopefully she can make it work.
Niki walks towards Thoren, shaking considerably. this is worse than the time she took a trip to heir island to get slashed open by Chronos. At least then she knew what would happen. she doesn't know what's going to happen next.
she stands before Thoren. ".........I, wouldn't usually do this.... especially for you... but..... HERE!" Niki slams her palms against Thoren's chest (not enough to topple, just enough to startle) and almost immediately in her efforts she is also struck.
looking into Thoren's blank eyes she is given privy to the true depths of his pain and remorse. it's shocking, just to think, that such a man would hold regret for his actions, and actually mean it.
Now, armed with this understanding and feeling the conviction behind his now-benign desires, Niki willingly sends 70% of her energy to him, to give to Raine.
use my energy for the good of all us here. I'm trusting you this time...
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Mar 12, 2017 23:24:11 GMT -8
Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 12, 2017 23:24:11 GMT -8
Thoren receives Kat's energy from her, a rather large amount compared to the others. Upon connecting, a memory is sent to her. A rather unfortunate one, taking place after the end of a doomed timeline. It was when Thoren decided to go back and prevent Seth from killing her due to a previous suggestion taken too seriously which he had bet on in a fit of jealousy against her. I'm sorry, Kat. I hope my resolve in repairing what had been broken is enough to put you at ease. I wish you and Alpha a better future.
With Lambda, there thankfully isn't any baggage to be unloaded upon her. Mostly just gratitude for her efforts in guarding Raine.
With Niki however, it's a bit odd, having somebody else pouring their insecurities upon him, but knowing that at least one more person, especially somebody that had once held a grudge against him, has seen enough to wish to change their opinion of him... It gives him hope. Perhaps he isn't doomed to be hated by all who hear his name and story after all. thank you... I promise your energy will be used properly...
Raphael dashes over to Sponge. "DO YOU THINK I WOULD FORGET ABOUT YOU SO EASILY? WHAT HAPPENED WITH THAT WHOLE 'I'M GOING TO FIGHT WITH ALPHA PATRICK' PLAN?"
Alpha Seth stays close to Kat after her transfer, offering to help her sit down somewhere nearby. "you know... you didn't have to take it that far. It's appreciated and all, but I worry about you. I don't want you getting hurt." He puts his arm around her, also somewhat tired, despite also technically being asleep. "When we wake up... how will I know where to find you? Will you be in my arms in the morning?"
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Mar 13, 2017 14:48:35 GMT -8
Post by raz on Mar 13, 2017 14:48:35 GMT -8
"Don't underestimate the power of our memories. When we pool them, and use the Furthest Ring as canvas, there are few things we can't accomplish. That's my professional opinion on the matter, my less professional... is that, even if we were to fail. It's worth a shot at least. Don't you think?"
Wayland's gaze, focused on some nondescript point of the horizon, turns to Zwei with those last words, and the corner of his mouth curls upward in a small smile.
"We'll make it right again. Or at least, try."
Are you all done?
The inky darkness masquerading as a ground warps below their feet, ghosts and living alike stumbling as they lose footing in the new bog. And a black hand lined with sickly red trails emerges from that to wrap its hands around Wayland's throat, aborting any noise as more join it to wrap around his arms and legs drag him downward into the depths, eyes widening as he vanishes into the dark.
Did you enjoy your hour of free time, stretch your legs, have a good time singing Kumbaya?
Elsewhere more hands emerge to claw and grasp and clutch Falks, the girl sinking her teeth into the arm looped around her neck as she thrashes and fights with everything she's got left in the tank. But they're tired, weakened, and spent from earlier. The rest of the crowd falls one by one, Falks' eyes widening when she see's Jerome's hand sinking, the only part of him left above the mire. And she kicks, and screams, and fights with everything she can muster, only to watch helplessly as he fades from sight.
A yank downward drags her from view shortly after.
The warden's back. In fact they never left, they only granted you miserable saps a moment of respite for their own whims. What a laugh, what a bunch of jokes you all are!
Sinking into that thick bog, dragged lower by hands binding them tight, they find themselves alone. A familiar loneliness, beyond the voices of their friends, beyond anyone by the cruel, jeering voice of their jailer.
Your champions will fall. And you'll spend the rest of your existences alone, drifting to the depths. Everything you all had won't make a difference... Hehehehehe, maybe you should have picked a better bunch to pin your hopes on? Too bad for you! Such a sad thing... But that's what you get for your hopes. Nothing but solitude and regret and the knowledge of all those you sent to their deaths. Hehehehehe... Hahahahahahaha,hAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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Mar 13, 2017 14:50:11 GMT -8
Post by raz on Mar 13, 2017 14:50:11 GMT -8
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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