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- Kino R. KyodoCitizen
- Ryo : 66500
A Meeting [Private]
Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:47 pm
Takisho walked through the hills, headed back to the base where Takisho delivered bodies to Itsuka, in exchange for money. Though he had only brought back one body successfully alive, he had never gotten paid. He activated the elevator of wood, one would have needed to be a Senju to activate it. Soon he was in the base, he walked around, not seeing anyone but a Hyuga, live. The Hyuga was most likely starving, Takisho gave it some food that the base was holding and continued his search around the base. It had seemed Itsuka had died. Hmm.. he began to think, if he could find Itsuka's corpse he could obtain the Mangekyou Sharingan of Nashua Uchiha which Takisho had implanted into Itsuka.
He would sigh, looking around the base once more for a rather safe spot to place some things. He took out a small doll with Takisho's blood on the back, the blood wrote "Living" in a Japanese symbol. He places it on the floor, next to the wall in what seemed to be the safest part in the base. He then places a small scroll containing info on his life, he would return to get this for a book he would one day write about himself. He looked over at the Hyuga, noticing the eyes, the Byakugan. Takisho could take the eyes right now, and implant them in himself... but no, he decided not yet, he would first search for the Mangekyou Sharingan Itsuka had.
He would sigh, looking around the base once more for a rather safe spot to place some things. He took out a small doll with Takisho's blood on the back, the blood wrote "Living" in a Japanese symbol. He places it on the floor, next to the wall in what seemed to be the safest part in the base. He then places a small scroll containing info on his life, he would return to get this for a book he would one day write about himself. He looked over at the Hyuga, noticing the eyes, the Byakugan. Takisho could take the eyes right now, and implant them in himself... but no, he decided not yet, he would first search for the Mangekyou Sharingan Itsuka had.
- Z NeCitizen
- Stat Page : Shades of White
Village : Kumogakure
Ryo : 500
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Sat Jul 21, 2012 12:34 am
The ground help no substance as the platform lowered Joseph, following the second man. This time of year was celebratory, and this base no less so. In the bottom, there lay a few paper lanterns, most without a wick left. Still, they remained and, upon seeing the strangling, he poofed in. Still, even as his metallicly gloved hands struck the mans shoulder, steam running through the micro generators, it would be too late to prevent brain death. If the man did let go, after Joseph would release the shock before it could truly be felt much, the person would make a perfect test subject. One matter first, however. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?"
- Kino R. KyodoCitizen
- Ryo : 66500
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Sat Jul 21, 2012 12:55 am
Takisho remained in the room, a room separate from the other two which Takisho was unaware of. He looked at his gas mask, it was his other identity, the world knew the masked version of Takisho as a missing nin, a B ranked one at that. He would put the mask on over his hair, not over his face yet. He sighed, considering going and attacking random people once more. Though this time he would kill them, instead of taking them back here to be experimented upon. He sighed, taking his white cloak and walking out of the room he was in.
Walking into the other room he noticed two people, both around the captive Hyuga. He looked around the room, there were a few paper lanterns places a bit away from Takisho, a short walk from the place he was standing to them, it would take a few seconds. The only thing Takisho had heard from the two was 'WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?" Takisho simply stared at the two, before beginning to speak. He had his hands hidden in his sleeves, he had been holding a hand sign as he would say "Well, hello there." It would seem that Takisho had left the elevator down, allowing these two to get into the base. Wood would begin to travel underground, underneath the two, at Takisho's command it can jump up and trap whoever, though Takisho would only give the command if he would notice any sign of attack from these two.
Walking into the other room he noticed two people, both around the captive Hyuga. He looked around the room, there were a few paper lanterns places a bit away from Takisho, a short walk from the place he was standing to them, it would take a few seconds. The only thing Takisho had heard from the two was 'WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?" Takisho simply stared at the two, before beginning to speak. He had his hands hidden in his sleeves, he had been holding a hand sign as he would say "Well, hello there." It would seem that Takisho had left the elevator down, allowing these two to get into the base. Wood would begin to travel underground, underneath the two, at Takisho's command it can jump up and trap whoever, though Takisho would only give the command if he would notice any sign of attack from these two.
- Z NeCitizen
- Stat Page : Shades of White
Village : Kumogakure
Ryo : 500
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:54 pm
So that was who had done it all. "Well who gives a shit? That jinchuuriki was weak as hell. Even if he hadn't been defeated in less than two seconds, it wouldn't have been hard to defeat him." And then it clicked to him. The successor and the person with the heart attack were one and the same. That meant that the one tailed Phoenix was within easy access to the now dead man. Joseph had the blood of that man. There was a living body not far from him who would never again have a single thought course through their mind. It was perfect. It was fated. He had even just the day before completed the seals and scrolls.
"So," he said, looking at the body. "You doing anything with him?"
1544 words towards spec so far
- Flashback:
Flashback:
Zachariah found himself in a room in the basement of the tallest building in the village of skyscrapers. It was a literal treasure trove of information, available to only the highest ranking members of the village. It contained information on every single person to have lived in the village, and every single scrap of information the village had come across. Zachariah was here to find a specific file; that of Miko the Murderer. She was infamous in the history of the village. She had gained knowledge of a forbidden technique, impure world resurrection. This jutsu was evil indeed, for it allowed the user to summon those who had already passed in a form where they rightly gained the name muteki, or invincible. Their chakra was of sizes infinite, and their stamina nearly as large. Should they receive damage, they would simply recover. This person, Miko, killed dozens of people, including the leader of that time. She had resurrected half of those she killed, the other half used to resurrect. Then, she attacked the village. It was a horrendous battle. Only by shear luck had anyone survived. See, she did not know the pitfalls of leaving the ressurected's personality in place. Each and every person had family and friends in the village. Before she knew what had happened, half of Miko's forces had returned to the afterlife. This included all the strongest ones. Soon, she herself was captured, and all her victims released to an afterlife all too much undeserved. That was a sad time for the village that scraped the sky, but it was thankfully ended quickly.
It may seem weird that a village leader would come down here to see such a thing transpire in their minds eye. However, it was not as the village leader that Zachariah entered this room. No, it was as a man whose curiosity had overcome his better judgement. A while ago, in Tanzaku Town, he had encountered an interesting man. This person claimed to have knowledge on the entirety of Konoha. As village leader, Zachariah had heard rumors, but none were detailed, and rumors are not to be trusted. However, if the person had been speaking the truth, it would be a grand time to find out. Yet, how did you get information from a dead man? By bringing them back to life. Zachariah could not let any village interrogator read the mans mind in case they might piece together the existence of Joseph. So, he had to do something very drastic: he had to resurrect a forbidden technique.
But, the village had little information on the working of the jutsu, and he feared to leave to learn them. He had to work with what was provided for him in the village knowledge base, no matter the cost. So, he began studying. A young male had witnessed Miko summon one of the dead. He had escaped, and been the one to inform the village of her evil actions. He was soon killed, his body replaced with that of the second highest ranking member of the village. However, his death was of little importance. The boy had described how the jutsu functioned, how it was powered. Miko laid a living human not too far from her. Next she pulled out a scroll. Coating the scroll in the blood of the victim (in later parts read by Zachariah it was confirmed that any DNA sample would do), the summoner activates the scroll with chakra. A pattern forms on the ground, which was described in incredible detail, and then dust and other particles gathered on the living person. Once complete, the person who's DNA had been placed on the scroll would be visible, while the sacrifice would be gone. The boy had described the seeming confusion displayed by the newly resurrected individuals as they struggled to determine what was happening. In that time, Miko placed a KUNAI with a seal on it into the skulls of the two summoned individuals. The seal ended their ranting and confusion. They were then under Miko's control.
That told Zachariah how the jutsu would work. It did not tell him what he had to do to get the rings that made it work. Perhaps the scroll was simple writing. Perhaps there was a ritual to craft it. And the exact same thing applied to the seals. What would he need to do to make this jutsu work? Well, he would need a body.
Later in time but still a flashback:
Joseph walked through the plains. He was in the borderlands, home to any number of disrespectful figures. However, he was looking for something more than your basic hoodlum. No, those did not require his attention, nor his vengeance. No, he needed a nuke ninja, someone who had abandoned their village and may come one day to destroy it. Joseph had to know if all that the person had claimed was true. That was the real reason he was here. Curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat, they say. Well, curiosity may kill a lot more than the cat. If what Joseph suspected was true, it may decimate an entire village. Killing everyone was a different matter, however. Joseph did not feel the need to kill more than was necessary. He did not wish for the death of everyone, just for judgement of the uncouth. That was his only desire at this time.
That is why, on this most beautiful of Saturdays, he strode through a field of flowers, wearing his suit. His backpack lay resting on his back. The hat that was his signature rested on his head, the goggles on top. On his chest sat the mail of the late attacked man of the bar. In seals laid everything ranging from a large crossbow.already loaded with a single bolt, to shields, swords, and even a double ended chainsaw staff. He under his hat sat a frothing, hot, white glob, compressed to levels not easily understood, waiting for a moment to be released. Yet, with not even the slightest of thought, Joseph kept it contained under his hat.
A brook ran by next to him, the sound of the water very calming. Pitter patter it went over the rocks. Birds chirped in the trees not far away. Rabbits hopped not far away, and toads croaked. Flowers grew and bees buzzed. It was a perfect picture of the beauty of nature. How sad it was to be soiled with the blood of whoever was so foolish as to walk through these lands. It had been too long Joseph had been gone from the village. Suspicions would rise. He would have to locate someone fast. Very fast.
If life was precious, why did it end? Or is life precious because it ends? What is it that makes life precious? Is it love? Or is it hurt? Is it pain, sex, glory, pride, fulfillment, or any other thing? What is it that makes humans strive to live life even when times are down? What causes us to give up on life? Why do different people have different breaking points? Or do they? What of everyone would break under the exact same circumstances, but very few people ever experience exactly the same thing? And how does one mend themselves after their broken? Is this also a by person thing? Is is also a species thing? Or is it not the same as what breaks someone?Was life short, or was it long? Compared to generations, life is short. Compared to a fruit fly, life is forever. So, which is it? Should we even care?
He gave up on waiting for someone after contemplating life. If something came up, it would come up. At that moment, however, he did not feel up to taking another's life.
"So," he said, looking at the body. "You doing anything with him?"
1544 words towards spec so far
- Kino R. KyodoCitizen
- Ryo : 66500
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Sat Jul 21, 2012 11:15 pm
Takisho watched, as the wood traveled underground soon around all of the room, he could command the wood to crush them all, but he had decided to wait and see if they would attack first. He listened to the man who had most likely came in after Takisho, the one who had his hands around the throat of the Hyuga captive of Takisho's. He heard the man mentioned his name, Kilik N. River, and then he had mentioned something about being the leader of the Akatsuki which had gotten Takisho's attention, only a bit of it however. He still focused to make sure they wouldn't attack. Kilik then mentioned him being the one who had set up the bijuu arena thing that Takisho had entered, just then, he had recognized the other man, it was the person who was on the team which Takisho was on during the bijuu thing. He then heard that Kilik had gathered the bijuu there, he had soon heard a reply from the man who was on Takisho's team.
"Hmm. I am Takisho Senju, and I guess I had participated in that.." He remembered the fight, it was rather quick, Takisho couldn't even go in and fight. The man who had allied with Takisho on the bijuu thing then began to ask if Takisho had needed the body of the captured Hyuga. Looking at it, Takisho had no real plans in mind, "Nope.." He said, replying to the man.
"Hmm. I am Takisho Senju, and I guess I had participated in that.." He remembered the fight, it was rather quick, Takisho couldn't even go in and fight. The man who had allied with Takisho on the bijuu thing then began to ask if Takisho had needed the body of the captured Hyuga. Looking at it, Takisho had no real plans in mind, "Nope.." He said, replying to the man.
- Z NeCitizen
- Stat Page : Shades of White
Village : Kumogakure
Ryo : 500
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:33 pm
Joseph picked the body up and laid it on the platform after the puff of smoke left him and the HYUUGA boy in a dimension separate our own before the wood had finished its growing process. He pulled out from his pocket two things. One was a kunai. The other was an ornately decorated scroll. The kunai had hanging from is a thing that appeared to be a piece of paper. In actuality, it was a seal made to control those who's time in this world was to be extended. This particular seal carried the strength of total dominance, except in the realm of speech. In that realm, the person to be summoned would have the ability to speak, but must answer a question truthfully and fully if the faster wanted them to do so. This was the depth to which he had decided to control his first victim.
Several things were required for the activation of this jutsu. The most important was the blood of who was to be summoned. Well, it did not have to be blood. Any DNA sample would suffice. Blood was just easy to procure. However, organs, hair, size able enough skin samples, and of these would work. Wait, no. That is not the most important thing. No. The most important thing is how the person you want to resurrect died. See, they have to die in a normal way. In other words, their soul must exist in the pure world. That means that they cannot be killed by anything that would change the final destination of someone's soul. There is a jutsu that would pull out the soul of both the caster and the victim, and have them be devoured by a death god. If someone died by that jutsu, they would be unable to be resurrected by this one. Any number of other situations exist where this may be a problem. However, none were the case of this Itsuka person. They had died of a heart attack. It was a most unfitting death for a shinobi. So, he was most certainly viable to be summoned. That left preparations. To activate this jutsu, you needed a living sacrifice, a DNA sample, a special scroll, and a special seal. The seal would be attacked to a KUNAI, so as to allow it to be inserted into the head of a summon. That was all that was needed. Once they were all acquired, the DNA would be placed on the scroll. This would activate the scroll, and a large symbol would appear along the ground. The live sacrifice would be at the center. Then, slowly, dust and other small debris would gather around the sacrifice. By this point, there fare was decided. There is no backing out once the technique is started. The sacrifice was doomed. They would have a painful death as their body was slowly transformed into that of another. When the process is complete, the victim will no longer exist. In their place will be a pale duplicate of the once dead being. This dead creature would be "unconscious" as their body was taken in by a nice little coffin with some room to spare. The final step would be to place the KUNAI with the seal into the skull of the dead man. This would cause the summoned to be under the control of the caster, to whatever degree they so chose. That is how the jutsu is cast. Now how about a live performance.
With the body of the brain dead HYUUGA boy just short of twenty feet away from Josephs own position, he began the preparations. The body was living. A beating heart resided in the chest. Functioning lungs supplied the body with oxygen. A brain controlled Ann the necessary functions. The only thing that separated this body from the three others in the room was the ability to think, the ability to react. This body would never again process external stimuli and decide upon an action that should be completed, except in the most basic of actions. Yes, it could still feel pain. It just could do nothing to react that was more than jerking around. So, with the scroll set on the ground, the seal was broken. Joseph unrolled the scroll, revealing the intricate symbols carefully decorated upon its surface. Each symbol, with an innate beauty, had a purpose in the resurrection of the dead. So, with the seal released from the pack on his back, Joseph grabbed the blood of the person named Itsuka. It was settled and everything. The bottom was a glob of dark red that seemed barely a liquid. The rest was anything between yellow and clear. Just to be safe, Joseph shook the vial a bit. That left the entire liquid a bright red. Blood red, to be exact, since it was blood after all. So, he took the vial, which had the kanji and hiragana on it for the words that loosely translate to "test subject one" on it. The contents of the vial he poured onto the scroll that lay by his knees. Then, within moments, and with the tiny actions he had to complete completed, a black pattern would grow out from the floor. However, it was not quite the same as that of the true IWR. No, this one was much closer to right angles. It had straight lines and only slightly rounded corners. Even so, it would be near impossible to tell them apart unless you studied the form of impure world resurrection. Joseph actually had studied IWR, however. The add shape confused him, but he let it be. Admittedly, some of his work towards duplicating it was just his best guess. It was not impossible that something would go wrong. However, as the dust collected around the body, Joseph assumed that his eyes were just playing tricks on him, instead of the jutsu failing. Little did he know that he was not preforming IWR, but some other, weaker jutsu.
None of this mattered, however, as the dust and debris from around the room migrated towards what was but a short while ago a HYUUGA. Now this person was slowly being transformed. Their instincts kicked in. As the dust gathered on his legs, he thrashed around the floor. It was like a fish on dry land. Slowly, more and more of his body became still. The debris gathered around him, transforming him. Within seconds, his legs were still. His chest, arms, and head, however, continued to thrash. Then more debris collected on him. His chest was replaced the chest of Itsuka. His arms fell still as they were replaced. The hands were the last thing to stop moving. Then the head. First comes the chin. As soon as the neck was taken, his head no longer moved. His facial features, however, continued to be strained. And then, right before his entire face was taken, his eyes opened. There. There were those delicious sharingan eyes. The coffin rose out of the ground around the body. That was it. The hyuuga was now truly dead, and Itsuka once again might walk the planet. For this exact moment, however, the body was dormant. He leaned back, his head facing the holographic ceiling, and laughed. "I'VE DONE IT! BY GOD I'VE DONE IT! ALL SHALL BE MINE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Then, looking down, Joseph caught sight of a growing wood source. "That sneaky little bastard," he said, preparing for when he returned. He returned to the world in the position that will be described soon because it seemed the wood had stopped growing and was not going to be used in an attack just yet.
Joseph stored the coffin in wherever they went. All he cared was it disappeared, but he could still brin it back later. So, without delay, he returned. He had missed the words from the one known as Kilik, however. He appeared across the room, looking at the two as the three of them formed a near perfect equilateral triangle. "Watch what you have done, my good boy," he would say as he would summon the coffin. Out of the ground it would rise, and open to reveal Itsuka. He opened his eyes and stepped out. The mangegenkyou sharingan was visible. With one of the KUNAI Joseph had stripped from the original body of Itsuka, which he had stored in his pouch instead of his scroll pack (Joseph had stripped the person of any thing useful and already organized it all), he tied a control seal to the end. As the person stepped out of the coffin, Joseph jammed the KUNAI into their head. That completed the transformation. Originally, Itsuka's face had been gray, and his body overridden by cracks. Now, however, his color returned. Most of the cracks faded away to nothingness. His eyes were most certainly unnatural, as those of a true IWR were, but they were collided differently. Joseph thought that was odd, but that did not truly matter. "Oh yes. Would you mind removing all the wood you have just grown under the floor? Doing so is the only thing you can do to prevent me from killing you."
3077 words done. Kinjutsu spec gained. TMR mastery gained.
Several things were required for the activation of this jutsu. The most important was the blood of who was to be summoned. Well, it did not have to be blood. Any DNA sample would suffice. Blood was just easy to procure. However, organs, hair, size able enough skin samples, and of these would work. Wait, no. That is not the most important thing. No. The most important thing is how the person you want to resurrect died. See, they have to die in a normal way. In other words, their soul must exist in the pure world. That means that they cannot be killed by anything that would change the final destination of someone's soul. There is a jutsu that would pull out the soul of both the caster and the victim, and have them be devoured by a death god. If someone died by that jutsu, they would be unable to be resurrected by this one. Any number of other situations exist where this may be a problem. However, none were the case of this Itsuka person. They had died of a heart attack. It was a most unfitting death for a shinobi. So, he was most certainly viable to be summoned. That left preparations. To activate this jutsu, you needed a living sacrifice, a DNA sample, a special scroll, and a special seal. The seal would be attacked to a KUNAI, so as to allow it to be inserted into the head of a summon. That was all that was needed. Once they were all acquired, the DNA would be placed on the scroll. This would activate the scroll, and a large symbol would appear along the ground. The live sacrifice would be at the center. Then, slowly, dust and other small debris would gather around the sacrifice. By this point, there fare was decided. There is no backing out once the technique is started. The sacrifice was doomed. They would have a painful death as their body was slowly transformed into that of another. When the process is complete, the victim will no longer exist. In their place will be a pale duplicate of the once dead being. This dead creature would be "unconscious" as their body was taken in by a nice little coffin with some room to spare. The final step would be to place the KUNAI with the seal into the skull of the dead man. This would cause the summoned to be under the control of the caster, to whatever degree they so chose. That is how the jutsu is cast. Now how about a live performance.
With the body of the brain dead HYUUGA boy just short of twenty feet away from Josephs own position, he began the preparations. The body was living. A beating heart resided in the chest. Functioning lungs supplied the body with oxygen. A brain controlled Ann the necessary functions. The only thing that separated this body from the three others in the room was the ability to think, the ability to react. This body would never again process external stimuli and decide upon an action that should be completed, except in the most basic of actions. Yes, it could still feel pain. It just could do nothing to react that was more than jerking around. So, with the scroll set on the ground, the seal was broken. Joseph unrolled the scroll, revealing the intricate symbols carefully decorated upon its surface. Each symbol, with an innate beauty, had a purpose in the resurrection of the dead. So, with the seal released from the pack on his back, Joseph grabbed the blood of the person named Itsuka. It was settled and everything. The bottom was a glob of dark red that seemed barely a liquid. The rest was anything between yellow and clear. Just to be safe, Joseph shook the vial a bit. That left the entire liquid a bright red. Blood red, to be exact, since it was blood after all. So, he took the vial, which had the kanji and hiragana on it for the words that loosely translate to "test subject one" on it. The contents of the vial he poured onto the scroll that lay by his knees. Then, within moments, and with the tiny actions he had to complete completed, a black pattern would grow out from the floor. However, it was not quite the same as that of the true IWR. No, this one was much closer to right angles. It had straight lines and only slightly rounded corners. Even so, it would be near impossible to tell them apart unless you studied the form of impure world resurrection. Joseph actually had studied IWR, however. The add shape confused him, but he let it be. Admittedly, some of his work towards duplicating it was just his best guess. It was not impossible that something would go wrong. However, as the dust collected around the body, Joseph assumed that his eyes were just playing tricks on him, instead of the jutsu failing. Little did he know that he was not preforming IWR, but some other, weaker jutsu.
None of this mattered, however, as the dust and debris from around the room migrated towards what was but a short while ago a HYUUGA. Now this person was slowly being transformed. Their instincts kicked in. As the dust gathered on his legs, he thrashed around the floor. It was like a fish on dry land. Slowly, more and more of his body became still. The debris gathered around him, transforming him. Within seconds, his legs were still. His chest, arms, and head, however, continued to thrash. Then more debris collected on him. His chest was replaced the chest of Itsuka. His arms fell still as they were replaced. The hands were the last thing to stop moving. Then the head. First comes the chin. As soon as the neck was taken, his head no longer moved. His facial features, however, continued to be strained. And then, right before his entire face was taken, his eyes opened. There. There were those delicious sharingan eyes. The coffin rose out of the ground around the body. That was it. The hyuuga was now truly dead, and Itsuka once again might walk the planet. For this exact moment, however, the body was dormant. He leaned back, his head facing the holographic ceiling, and laughed. "I'VE DONE IT! BY GOD I'VE DONE IT! ALL SHALL BE MINE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Then, looking down, Joseph caught sight of a growing wood source. "That sneaky little bastard," he said, preparing for when he returned. He returned to the world in the position that will be described soon because it seemed the wood had stopped growing and was not going to be used in an attack just yet.
Joseph stored the coffin in wherever they went. All he cared was it disappeared, but he could still brin it back later. So, without delay, he returned. He had missed the words from the one known as Kilik, however. He appeared across the room, looking at the two as the three of them formed a near perfect equilateral triangle. "Watch what you have done, my good boy," he would say as he would summon the coffin. Out of the ground it would rise, and open to reveal Itsuka. He opened his eyes and stepped out. The mangegenkyou sharingan was visible. With one of the KUNAI Joseph had stripped from the original body of Itsuka, which he had stored in his pouch instead of his scroll pack (Joseph had stripped the person of any thing useful and already organized it all), he tied a control seal to the end. As the person stepped out of the coffin, Joseph jammed the KUNAI into their head. That completed the transformation. Originally, Itsuka's face had been gray, and his body overridden by cracks. Now, however, his color returned. Most of the cracks faded away to nothingness. His eyes were most certainly unnatural, as those of a true IWR were, but they were collided differently. Joseph thought that was odd, but that did not truly matter. "Oh yes. Would you mind removing all the wood you have just grown under the floor? Doing so is the only thing you can do to prevent me from killing you."
3077 words done. Kinjutsu spec gained. TMR mastery gained.
- Kurisu "Fifi" AmetsuchiCitizen
- Ryo : 104300
Re: A Meeting [Private]
Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:36 pm
Approved for spec and mastery and +15 stats and Jp
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