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 Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:35 am
Yuri in
SPACE!
Space Travel is abundant. There are all sizes of ships, from small scouts to massive starships that can travel from Star system to star system, by way of jumpdrive. Also known as Warpdrive. The Earth Defense Force (EDF) protects the Earthen empire, many starships, large and small, patrol their space against piracy and any other threat that might come their way.
Piracy is also common. They make their homes in asteroid fields or in the depths of unexplored space. Some are gutsy enough to hide right under the noses of the EDF.
Cybernetic body parts and enhancements are common enough, though those that have them tend to be judged a bit more harshly by their peers. An alternative, though more expensive, would be nanobot enhancements, which help you perform past your normal potential.
Public Transportation is kinda grungy. It's filled with criminals and thieves, as most people who travel through space have the means to buy a ship and travel by themselves. If they need to go very far, people that own a ship but not a jumpdrive can simply use a carrier transport to take them where they need to go. Many Carrier Transports double as Personnel Transports, though the different sections are kept separate as much as possible.
You are free to make up a race, if you like. Also, neko-type characters are allowed.
Also, if anyone wants to help me make this look pretty, please feel free to!
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:37 am
Characters
Please, send all profiles to me so I may put them in this post, instead of having you post them as we go. It'll be much easier to find them. More detailed AI profiles also fit in this area.
-Name:
-Affiliations:
-Nationality:
-Race:
-Appearance:
---Eyes:
---Hair:
---Build:
---Height:
---Weight:
---Clothing:
---Age:
---Weapons:
---Character Sketch: [This is an area to give an RP sample that describes your character. Try to keep it shorter, though, and focused on description.]
-Personality:
---Motivations:
---Perks and Quirks:
-Notable Skills:
---Physical:
---Magickal:
-Character Background and History:
-Theme Song: -Name: Regan Hiryuu
-Affiliations: Her Trading Company, Hiryuu Corp.
-Nationality: Sol
-Race: Kitsune
-Appearance:
---Eyes: Brown
---Hair: Brown, thigh length
---Build: Slender and beautiful. She has a very large bust, though they seem to defy gravity and hold perfect shape, not to mention they're very soft.
---Height: 5'9"
---Weight: Eehn?
---Clothing: Her Admiral uniform for her private fleet is revealing, yet professional.
---Age: 213 (about 21 in Kitsune years)
---Weapons: A beam spear and laser autorifle.
---Character Sketch: Regan sits in the Captain's chair of The Vixen, the Mothership of her massive trading fleet. She holds a woman on her lap, smooth talking her and stroking her hair. Her own large bosom pressed against the woman's side, her slender hand caressing her sweetly. She places a soft kiss on her cheek, then her neck, then proceeds to nibble gently on her ear before issuing a command to her officers on the bridge. She brings the woman into a deep kiss, pressing their chests together and caressing her thigh, her long brown hair covering them modestly as he brown eyes close.
-Personality:
---Motivations: To keep her company up and running, as well as flirt with cute girls and beautiful women.
---Perks and Quirks: Regan is a -very- flirtatious woman, constantly hitting on her own crew, as well as laying with them sometimes. That said, she's a very kind woman, and runs her company with benevolence.
-Notable Skills:
Physical: She's an agile little bugger. Hard to hit, if she's aware of your presence. The nanobot enhancements increase her stamina, endurance, and overall strength, allowing her to at least last again some cyborgs, long enough to get away or wear them down.
---Magickal: She has earth and wind magic, which is why she has decided against cybernetic parts. That, and she figures she's sexier being organic. <3
-Character Background and History: Her business started back on Earth, as a planet-wide trading company, but has since expanded to be the great trading empire across space that it is today.
-Theme Song: I don't know yet, I'll think of something.
-Name: Terry Sonata -Affiliations: None -Nationality: Unknown -Race: Human -Appearance: Roleplayer Guild - Forum Role playing Games - MakiCasanova's Album: Character pictures - Picture(Looks like this, except has her light brown hair tied in twin ponytails and has a dark, blue beanie plopped on top of her hand. She wears an olive, green jacket, an orange shirt, denim pants and white sneakers striped with black.) ---Eyes: A normal shade of enigmatic green, but when she uses her special power, it seems to grow darker and more mysterious. ---Hair: Light brown hair, slightly wavy. Often tied into twin ponytails. ---Build: Lean, not too muscular, seems a little weak but is actually quite nimble on foot. ---Height: 5'7 ---Weight: 100 pounds ---Clothing: A dark blue beanie hat is plopped on top of her head. An olive, green jacket hangs from her shoulders, and inside, she wears an orange shirt with a picture of a black bull, ready for the kill. She always wears denim jeans, and her slightly worn white sneakers that are striped with black. ---Age: 16 ---Weapons: Violin ---Character Sketch: -Personality: A Lazy and laid back thief, but also highly efficient when she needs to be. She is also a sleepyhead, and likes nothing more than to snooze all day long, but if she did that, she'd go hungry. Is very friendly, and quite easy to talk to, but she often gets focused too much on daydreaming about piles of money or whatnot, so if you try to get her attention, she won't answer on the first call, making her appear rude, quiet and distant. She gets along with almost anyone, but she can also be quite deceitful and misleading, making people who truly know her question her intentions often. Despite that though, she can be deathly loyal to a person or organization, depending on what circumstances are involved. Always does her best to remain cool and calm, even in the direst of situations. She can also be unexpectedly aggressive in approach, if the situation calls for it. Is also rather oblivious to most things, especially feelings and the sort, and is often a person who is neutral on most subjects. ---Motivations: Money, money and more money. In short, getting rich! ---Perks and Quirks: She has this haughty smirk that she likes to flash at her trailing theft victims to annoy them. She secretly likes to make poems during her free time, and this often talks about especially random things, since she herself, can be random. Her violin playing is ingeniously amazing, although people don't usually guess that at a first glance. -Notable Skills: ---Physical: Lock picking, Computer Jamming, Security Camera disabling, Planting of Explosives and a bit of skill with a knife or a dagger ---Magickal: The reason that she has the violin is that it is her medium between her power and its effects. Once she targets someone with her music, depending on how much percentage of her power she puts into it, she can string out a number of effects on her opponent/s. She can make them fall asleep, or simply make them relax. On the other hand, she can make them go insane or berserk, making them do unexplainable and inexplicable things. (e.g. suicide, for one). You could say her power is similar to that of a Bard in most RPGs. ^^ 0: Normal playing, no effects 1-10: Soothing effect 11-20: Opponents stop what they're doing and starts to feel weak 21-30: Opponent falls asleep 31-40: Opponent dances along to the music unwillingly 41-50: Opponent gets a mind-cracking headache 51-60: Opponent gets "charmed" 61-70: Opponent gets hypnotized and does what Terry wants him/her to do 71-90: Opponent goes berserk, and may hurt himself/herself or his/her allies 91-100: Opponent goes insane to the point of trying to kill themselves These effects only take place when Terry plays her music. When she stops playing, her opponents resume normal status. (except the soothing and sleeping effects. They may last from a minimum of ten minutes up to an hour at maximum.) -Character Background and History: She grew up as a normal child with both of her parents who were expert space police. Her father often talked about delivering justice to criminals, but she often wondered what it would like to be on the bad side for a change. She's naturally not a bad kid, but out of curiosity, she ventured out on her own into the vast universe at the age of 14, and learned the arts of the thief when she was invited to a Guild which trained these especially sneaky outlaws. A year later, she quit the organization because it forced her to go against her principles, and became a freelancer right after that. -Theme Song: Normal, Time after Time cover by InojTheiving/Fighting ThemeRomance Theme
-Name: Serena Winters
-Affiliations: None
-Nationality: Asian
-Race: Human
-Appearance:
---Eyes: Blue
---Hair: Black
---Build: Average
---Height: 6ft
---Weight: 170lbs
---Clothing: Black short and purple tube top
---Age: 19
---Weapons: Katana and laser pistol
---Character Sketch: Serena was leaning up against the wall with her eyes closed as she gently brushed her hair from her face. She was slightly nervous being that normally she wouldn't use this form of public transportation, but given the circumstances she didn't really have much of a choice in the matter. Soon she felt someone tugging at the wallet that was barely sticking out of her pocket.
-Personality:
---Motivations: She wants to be a good friend and work on a ship
---Perks and Quirks: She is very gulable and easy to get along with. She has a short temper.
-Notable Skills:
---Physical: Great with swords or guns
---Magickal: Flame manipulation
-Character Background and History: She was a roamer, just walking around and figuring out things as they progressed. Her past in a mystery, she had amnesia when she was younger. She can not remember much from before then but she can remember how to wield and use a sword properly. She now is a wanderer, just moving around as she sees fit and when she is ready to move around.
-Theme Song: Enter the Sandman- Metallica -Name: Sayuri Masahiro
-Nationality: Albinome
-Race: White Rosetta
-Writing: Crimson Red
-Appearance:
---Eyes: Crimson Red
---Skin: White (typical eyes and skin of the Albinomes)
---Hair: Dark Brown, Long (to her lower back)
---Build: Slender, Delicate, Petite. Although she might be petite, she has a strong-willed mind.
---Height: 5'4"
---Weight: 98 pounds
---Clothing: She wears a crimson red victorian style dress with fishnet stockings and a transparent red veil with a small rose pinned up on the right side of her head. She doesn't like to wear shoes, but does wear dark crimson red stilettos wherever necessary.
As for swim wear, she wears a crimson red bikini (rose patterned) with a white slightly transparent flowing summer dress, slim fitting.
---Age: 18 (same years as Humans)
---Weapons: No Weapons. She is peacemaker, comes from her background being Albinome, White Rosetta
---Character Sketch: Sayuri takes a seat near a large glass window pane and gazes into the vastness of space. The stars twinkle as she appears to be in deep thought. She places her left arm onto the small round table in front of her and the other arm limp to her side. She presses her toes together, crimson red fishnets covering her soft slender legs. It's a bit chilly out here... She thought to herself. A lady approaches her asking if she was chilly, the space ship they were in was going into hyper space mode to the next desired destination. Sayuri stands up, looks at the earnest lady, then walks away out of the lounge room that she was just in...
-Personality:
---Motivations: Being adventurous at times, Sayuri likes to research and learn more about the world around her with personal psychological experiments. Meeting different unique people is one of her many goals and she believes what is beneficial to her, is information that widens her views of aspects on life in general.
---Perks and Quirks: When a discussion about family is brought up, she tends to be stingy and either leaves the room, or stays silent.
-Notable Skills:
Physical: Being light-weighted, she can be swift and agile in her movements, but her strength lacks in heavy-duty work.
---Magickal: Similar to an earth element, she can manipulate white roses to her advantage to either heal, or defend, but the rare occasion to attack another person.
-Character Background and History: She doesn't have any parents, or at least unknown to her, leaving her to be an orphan. She has one close friend along her journey through life. She doesn't remember much about her past and believes that her memory was taken away from her for whatever reason. Only remembering events since a few years before since arriving on the planet Earth.
-Theme Song: ' Sakura ' By: Ikimono Gakari
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:53 am
Ships
Same deal as with the Characters. If you would like someone else to take the role of your ship's AI, just say [Open] for the name.
-Name:
-Captain:
-Manufacturer:
---Description:
-Characteristics:
---Specifications:
-Air Speed:
-Space Speed:
-Warp Speed:
-Weapons:
-Defenses:
-Addons:
---AI
-Name:
-Manufacturer:
-Quirks:
Theme Song: -Name: The Vixen
-Captain: Regan Hiryuu
-Manufacturer: Cirus Arvennicus
---Description:
-Characteristics: A massive ship, unique in it's size. It's a luxury ships, though that isn't to say it can't defend itself. It most certainly can, armed to the teeth. Though, she disarms weapons when in friendly space, of course. It has a smooth, feminine design, with a white paint job and gold trim, the trademark of her designer.
---Specifications:
-Air Speed: N/A
-Space Speed: 200 m/s
-Warp Speed: Military Grade
-Weapons: This ship is loaded out with turrets and cannons on all sides, as well as point defenses.
-Defenses: Powerful shielding protects this ship from attack, as well as an AEGIS system. That is a system that launches light missiles to counter incoming missiles.
-Addons: Many luxuries are within the ship, and it has extended long range comm systems.
---AI
-Name: [Open]
-Manufacturer:
-Quirks:
Theme Song: I dunno.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:05 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:07 am
Rules
1.) Respect the TOS and blah blah blah. As I am within the boundaries of other roleplay organizations, you and I must follow their rules. Let's not get in trouble.
2.) No Munching. This is also known as almost godmodding or bending the rules to such a severity that I want to kill you. There is an anti-munch project thread out there somewhere, in Gaia, find it and read it.
3.) Be respectful to your fellow roleplayers. Simple as that.
4.) If you wanna kill a character or destroy a ship, you have to ask the player of that character or ship and have their permission. You don't need to ask me, though I would like to know beforehand. Unless, of course, it's my character. Then, yeah, ask me.
5.) New races must be approved by me. Can't have ridiculousness running around.
Erm... more to come?
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:53 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 9:02 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 9:03 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 10:15 am
Regan lays in bed in her Captain's Quarters, grumbling softly to herself as she turns over in her sheets. She snuggles up to the warm body of a woman next to her, purring softly with a smile. The silken sheets cling to her naked body, following her curves and hugging her large breasts. Her long, brown hair is splayed over the mattress and sheets, her fox ears folding back as she nuzzles against the soft body in her bed. "Mmm~..." She purrs gently, pressing up against her, though she knows she should get to the bridge soon, to get a status report directly from her officers there.
The ship is currently hovering over Europa, one of Jupiter's moons, though they'll be en rout to Centari Prime soon enough. It's a colony of the Earth Empire, several light years away. However, that's no problem, with Jumpdrives. You can arrive in a very short time, comparatively. With some jumpdrives, the journey might take a day or two. With military grade, however, it would only take hours.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:14 pm
Serena, or as many would know her Rena, was laying on a bench inside of the space port at Centari Prime. She was hoping to find a captain that was in need of an extra female officer aboard their ship and hopefully be able to work security aboard the ship. After all, it was her dream to live and work aboard one of those ships with a kind and caring captain.
Her katana was in its sheath which was sling across her body with the handle for her sword coming up above her right shoulder. The laser pistol was neatly strapped against her upper thigh which in turn was concealed below the long jacket she was wearing. She had a small bag sitting next to her that was currently being used as a pillow as she laid on the bench and relaxed until a ship came into port.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:27 pm
Terry smirked slyly as she hung from the top railings of one of the cargo space vehicles that was slowly approaching a gargantuan space ship, colored in a smooth ivory engraved with gold sidelines. The crew members inside this insignificant piece of iron junk were marching along, unaware of her shadowy presence. Must have cost a fortune to construct, she thought to herself as she slipped down sneakily and hung from the bars using her hands. She was incredibly light, so she had no problem swinging her body to grab the next railing, and hoisting herself up while her black violin case dangled dependently from behind her back. Her light brown messenger bag, unfortunately, got stuck between the metal bars, she she had to work the straps around just to get it out.
While she was fiddling with her bag, she overheard a very interesting conversation between two men, who were presumably the workers that would carry all the supplies that the cargo had over to that mother ship. "Hey, did you see the captain of 'The Vixen'?" The first guy said, muscles pumping up in his entire body; Terry wondered though, if there was any room for his brain to squeeze in as she pulled out her bag successfully from its position, and continued to listen to what may become a very useful piece of information. "Yeah, she is soooo hot.. I was practically drooling all over her picture when one of the guys took a snapshot of her that other time," the second man said as he stared dreamily off into space, probably thinking of something extremely perverted, which made Terry smirk in amusement as her feet dangled from the top. "Did you see her bewbs man?? And her figure is the best! Gaaawwwd, if only I could get that body into my bed, I'd certainly have no regrets if I died the next day," the worker no.1 declared proudly, in which worker no.2 retorted doubtingly, "Hah, as if. There's no way a woman that beautiful would actually allow herself to even be looked at by someone like you." This made worker no. 1 pretty annoyed, and he replied with his own snide comment, "Oh yeah? Well I doubt she would even look at someone like you, a man whose face is an exact copy of a Halloween mask!"
As the two continued to fight and attack each other with insults, Terry drew out her trusty violin from its rough, leather casing, propped it above her right shoulder, and placed her chin onto the chin rest. The vault where all the supplies were stored were guarded by these boneheads, but if she wanted to get in, she needed to use other means than simply just physical break in. She took the bow out, careful as not to make it drop, and hovered the strings just above the instrument. Flashing one last smirk at the two men as she sat comfortably above the railing, she quietly whispered under her breath coolly, "Thirty percent... Sleep tight, don't make the bedbugs bite..."
With that said, she then started to play a melodious tune with her violin, and in that instant, the two men immediately stopped arguing and froze up instantly. "What was that?" Worker no. 1 asked, his panic quite evident already in his eyes. "I don't know, but it sounds like a---" Worker no. 2's words trailed off as he fell to the ground snoozing away like a baby. "Hey you! What's the... Uuugghh..." The last one finally dropped unconscious, and Terry jumped off from the railing and landed on the floor, her knees bent as her feet made impact with the solid surface. She slipped her violin and its bow back into the case and zipped it close, then crawled over to one of the workers who were sleeping, and fumbled for his pockets. After a few moments, she took out a I.D. card key, and smiled triumphantly as she stood up, and approached the vault. "This was too easy," she said confidently as she slid the card into the slot, and the doors opened invitingly with a beep.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:02 pm
As soon as all the cargo is loaded onto the Vixen, the jumpdrives begin charging, Regan sitting up in her bed and stretching her arms out. Her back arches, her head tilts to either side as she pops her neck. "Mnnn~..." She smiles at the woman under her and straddles her hips, fondling her as she leans down and gives her a kiss. "Sorry, Love, but I must be going." She winks at the woman and gives her another kiss before getting off and starting to dress. She first puts on her quite lace undergarments, nice and snug with excellent support for her large bosom, before she puts on her nice, revealing Private Admiral uniform. Revealing enough to attract her female crew members, professional enough to still be authoritative.
She smiles softly as the woman in her bed whines for her, approaching her, fully dressed, and falling into her, kissing her deeply and caressing her before she rises back up again. "Sorry, hun. Gotta go." She winks to her before she leaves for the bridge.
Once she arrives, she looks over her officers on the bridge. "Status report." She sits in her chair, fluffing her hair out as she does before she crosses her legs.
"Ready to enter hyperspace, Admiral. Cargo has been loaded and we're ready for our trade run." That's the navigations officer, and Regan nods in response.
"Excellent. Take us out." She raises her hand and signals forward, before the jumpdrives finish charging and the ship zips out of the solar system, heading for Centari Prime to sell off the goods she's transported and prepare for her next run. This one was cargo, but this ship can truly transport anything. There are enough rooms to run several luxury cruises.
Once the ship arrives, after an hour, cargo transport starts up again. The Vixen is quite a popular ship. People will pay good money to use Hiryuu Corp. transportation, especially the Mothership. It's very safe, survived many attacks with minimal damages.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:43 pm
Terry happily munched onto a piece of egg pie as she strode nonchalantly out of the vault, her messenger bag bulging with all the food that she had shoved inside. She had already cleaned up her traces inside the room, and all she had to do was push the button that would close the whole vault. To be honest, she wasn't the typical thief who stole jewelry and other valuables too often. The only thing she truly 'confiscated' from people were usually things that would fill her stomach, and obviously, that would be the numerous intergalactic delicacies that were being carried here and there with great care. Unless she really felt like putting some money into her pockets, she doesn't take anything else, other than edible stuff. Besides, all those pretty stones would make her bag heavy, and no matter how much she loved gawking at shiny, precious accessories and the like, traveling light is of the utmost importance to a thief as they were swift and agile; such burdens would only slow her down and probably, put her life dangling on the line.
Spotting the unconscious men that she had knocked out a few minutes ago, she holds the soft, flan-like surface above and the chewy crust below between her teeth, and knelt down to search through their pockets. She snapped her fingers disappointingly after discovering that they were as poor as rats, and she continued to walk down the illuminated hallways, watching other workers scurry about back and forth between rooms. Not one of them seemed to have noticed her sneaking out of the storage rooms, giving her a big relief.
She then happened upon the passenger room, where a lot of people of different races, shapes and sizes were seated comfortably, either idling about or dozing off as they waited for their next drop off. Since the discovery of space warp or whatever they called it, traveling through the galaxies have only taken days, instead of the long, expected years. Terry didn't know why, but she had quite a gut feeling that this year was going to be pretty interesting in comparison to her last ones as a thief.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 5:16 pm
A stewardess, one of Regan's, enters the cabin that Terry's in and approaches her. She's beautiful, as are all of Regan's female staff and crew. She could care less about the men onboard. The stewardess approaches Terry, looking between her and the rest of the passengers onboard. "Can I see your ticket, please?" She looks back to the young woman, tilting her head. Is she a stowaway...? Possibly. The stewardess is a blond woman, with deep blue eyes, and a smooth, curvy figure. Pretty.
Meanwhile, on the bridge, Regan goes through the list of items they'd be shipping this time. All to the same place, of course. Don't wanna be running around everywhere. Waste fuel... "We're headed to the Eden System? Oooo~, let's put off more trade runs after this one! I wanna take a vacation and hit the beach! <3" The busty captain giggles, imagining a relaxing vacation on the beaches of Eden II. Mmm~, so exotic. <3
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 6:56 pm
Terry looks up, her sleepy, green eyes gentle and mysterious, and smiled innocently at the blond-haired lady as she asked her where her ticket was. "Aah.. My ticket," she said, trying to buy a bit of time for herself as she groped for her pockets. Damn.. I don't have a freakin' ticket.. What should I do? She thought desperately to herself as she stiffly turned away from the woman. Hmm... I could excuse myself for a moment, tell her I'm going to get my ticket from my.. Father, perhaps? But where would my so called father be?? She turned her head towards a door which led to another passenger room, and a light bulb started to blink atop her head, indicating that an idea had come.
"Ah, but you see.. My ticket is with my father, who is on the other side of the room," Terry said as she stood up, a confident smile gracing her lips. "I'll go get it from him, okay?" With that, she trotted off mischievously towards the door, swung it open and shut it as it resonated with a click. Now... Which of these blind prunes am I going to approach for the picking? She carefully thought as she tapped her upper lip, and spotted a sleeping teenage boy drooling on his sleeve, his ship pass sticking out of his side pocket like a rose among yellow bells. Terry winced in disgust, but seeing as he was the easiest to target among the different hundreds of passengers in the whole room, she quickly passed by and swiped the ticket from his pants, grinning evilly as she turned on her heels to head for the door.
Spotting the lady who was patiently waiting just where she left her, she flashed her the sweetest smile she could ever muster, and handed her the ticket. "I'm sorry for making you wait..." Terry apologized sincerely, "Here you go, Miss."
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