Party Tent: The Masquerade

[Essy ze Ninja]

When you came in the air went out,

And every shadow there filled up with doubt,

I don’t know who you think you are but before the night is through

𝕺cclumens 𝖂illiam 𝕯ante 𝕹ott the Third

𝕳eir of 𝕯uke of 𝖂ales, 𝕾lytherin 𝕬lumni

Blunt as she was, she chiseled away at the surface of him. Carving out all the little hidden secrets of his past, of his childhood, etching in the face of youth she’d once known so well until it hurt. Until the blood ran free from his flesh, and he had the baby face of rounded cheeks and glittering gold eyes all over again, as if all this time, all this space, all this money and effort and blood and sweat hadn’t ever even happened at all! As if… as if… they were right back there in the dungeon halls of Hogwarts. His tome of secrets in her greedy hands. ”Phi, I—“ he began to explain, but explain what? What was there to say after all of this time?

After he thought death had taken her, after he very nearly convinced himself that Chord had played a sick cruel joke on him. Only that wretched wise woman would have known how to. But no, it was real. Something so tangible he could rip his hand out and steal it, crush it between his fingers until he heard reality snap and bones break. She was on him before he’d ever even realized it, stealing the very breath that had escaped his lungs only to keep it captive as her own. But what could be done?

The erratic shout spurned overhead and the support beams seemed to catch ablaze, thickets of smoldering fabric fell from the roof and the night sky spotted in between. Breath caught in his throat, his lips parted to speak but there was nothing to be said, no word to be found!

Instead, he did the only thing he could think to do. One hand was still firm around Michelle’s, and it was that very same hand that had snatched Phinelia’s accusing wrist, barely able to hold both in one. He whipped out his wand with his free hand and apparated away with a shrill, high pitched, and booming crack that couldn’t go unnoticed.

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Height: 6’2” ♜ Weight: 189 ♜ Age: 18
Masquerade Tent
Apparate to Safehouse #2 with Michelle and Phinelia
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I wanna do bad things with you.

 

[MJ Spooks]

Adalaide is...spacespacespacespace
CURRENTLY // Looking like a dark Fairy Tale at the Masquerade Ball.space
CURRENTLY // single // crushing on Chris // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Chrisspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Tumultuousspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Ooh, this is so exciting! It's like out of a Fairy Tale!' spacespac
'You didn't have to look my way;
Your eyes still haunt me to this day.'
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Adalaide's dance, unfortunately, would have to wait. Her eyes went wide as chaos exploded around them, Chris shoving her behind him in order to protect her. It was a nice gesture, but if he was a Squib, what exactly did he plan on doing? Punching people? She watched as his brother proceeded to do just that, wincing a bit. Chris' shout, followed by the twin... flying across the room? That had to be a coincidence, right? But it didn't even phase Chris, and he continued yelling at Chalmes to get out. When he grabbed her arm to get her out, she flushed. No, she couldn't leave! Michelle was right in the thick of this, and she couldn't let anything happen to the Slytherin. Even if Michelle had been in situations like this... and was handling it all fairly well, Ada realized, watching as her friend cursed several of the cloaked figures... she still needed to stay with her!

The Hufflepuff took a deep breath, a foolish thought crossing her mind in the heat of the struggle, a hope that no eyes were on her as she retrieved her wand from its place down the front of her corset. An odd place for the shy badger to have placed it, being one that was generally meant to draw the gaze to places she didn't even think about having most of the time, but where else was she supposed to have put it, after all? She flushed, knowing it was stupid to worry about such a thing at a time like this, when bodies were falling and flailing about, spells being thrown left and right, but it crossed her mind nonetheless. "I can't leave without Michelle," She told Chris, her eyes wide, fierce and protective. The fear that would set in later had no way of touching her now; she was too focused on her objective, too worried about her friend. She cast her gaze about the chaos, looking for some glimpse of her. She spotted the mane of white hair just in time to see it... disappear? She blinked, confused. Where had she gone? What had happened? Ada ground her teeth in frustration. What should she do? What could she do? Her statement stood, she couldn't leave without the Slytherin.

Her wand drawn, ready to cast whatever spell she could to protect herself, and, yes, Chris. But she wasn't focused on that. She had her eyes on those around her, but her focus was entirely on the spot where Michelle had vanished, and the area around it, hoping for a glimpse of her.

The sight of her reappearance, and Tay's, made her bite her lip. Of course, they'd found each other. They always did. She grabbed Chris' hand, the danger of the situation making her bold. "Found her, come on." She cursed the decision to wear such a long, fluffy skirt, and decided to ditch her heels, mourning the loss but not caring to try and keep track of them. She left them on the floor, pulling Chris along behind her, headed straight for Tay and Michelle. She was completely oblivious to what was going on between Tay and the red-haired girl, and her eyes went wide when she watched as, just feet away from her, the three apparated away. She groaned in frustration. She would have a hard time explaining that to her parents, she realized, and she sighed, turning to Chris. "We need to leave. She'll... she'll be fine." Ada hoped she'd be fine. She sighed, ready to get out of this madness. She had her wand at the ready, and had mostly been casting Body Bind spells to ensure that she didn't have to deal with anyone more than once. Thus far, her luck seemed to have continued through the struggle. She hadn't been outright targeted, hadn't been paid any mind. She supposed the tiny girl in the princess gown didn't seem like much of a threat. Just as well. She was fairly handy with her wand these days, but this... this was all a bit much. Michelle (supposedly) safely away from all this, her objective fulfilled, the adrenaline started to slow, and her mind began to register that, all around her... people were dying.


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'But you did... yes, you did.'

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[MJ Spooks]

Damien is...spacespacespacespace
CURRENTLY // Looking Dashing at the Masquerade Ballspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marina... or he was!spacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Furious, Protectivespacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, God, let me find her, let her be okay.' spacespac
'I know you don't like how I feel,
but please, try to remember,'
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Damien didn't even know what had happened. He'd been dancing with Marina, and despite her comments on having never danced she'd been doing so well... and then suddenly, there were shouts and blood and all manner of chaos around them. Her shoving him to the ground pricked his anger. Why did she think she needed to defend him? That was his job! Or, his job was to defend her... whatever! He growled, on his feet just in time for the explosion that separated them. He groaned, and then snarled when he realized he'd lost her. He drew his wand from is hiding place up his sleeve, pointing it at the first masked he came across, hexing the man with glee. These people... these people had separated her from him, had put her in danger, and that was simply not acceptable. Curses and hexes flew from his wand, the success rate of which he would have been proud of, had he cared at that moment.

He spotted her then, on the ground, another girl over her, a former Slytherin whose name he couldn't recall... and blood on her dress! He sprinted to her, his shoulders bumping into various figures as she shoved them out of the way with strength fueled by adrenaline and fury. His eyes were wide with fear as he looked over her, laying on the ground. The other girl... was healing her. Good. He stood shoulder to shoulder with the man, his wand at the ready. He didn't know why the guy was protecting the two girls, but Damien had the same idea. He didn't catch the words that the white-haired man was murmuring into his ring, and he didn't care. All he cared about was protecting Marina. He cast a few more spells, propelling the figures before him away, all the while, a voice in the very back of his mind shrieking about the flames around them. He didn't listen; now was not the time. Later... later, he would freak out. Go into a panic. But right now, Marina was laying on the ground and he had to protect her.


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'It's natural for a thing like me...'

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[The Forgotten Weasley]

Who's gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Who's gonna HELP us SURVIVE
We're in the FIGHT of our LIVES
And we're not READY to DIE

Who's gonna FIGHT for the WEAK
Who's gonna MAKE 'em BELIEVE
I've GOT a HERO
LIVING in ME

MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD
SLYTHERIN FIFTH YEAR

It's just another war: Terrified | Just another family torn: Why is this happening?! | Just a step from the edge: Damien | Just another day in the world we live in: Masquerade |

Marina looked like something out of a horror story. Her red hair had fallen out of it's bun, and there were streaks of crimson blood and black ashes in it. The entire front of her dress was stained with blood and dirt and still glowing embers. Her makeup had run, her palms were dyed red with guess what, more blood, and her dress was ripped and torn. She had bruises and scrapes everywhere, but luckily her gashes had been healed. "Thanks, Remy!" she gasped out, standing on shaky legs. All the color had drained from her face, making her eyes look even darker.

At this point, most teenage girls would be crying hysterically. Or dead. But she wasn't most teenage girls, she was a witch. Time to bloody act like it. Damien was right there, doing his best to protect her like always. And Ronyo was nearby as well. "Right..." she mumbled. "Let's play," the last words were spat out, a taunting challenge. She let her adrenaline and anger take hold, and began to duel. Suddenly everything seemed so clear. The Slytherin ducked and weaved, almost dancing as she used every spell, hex, and curse that came to mind.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Petrificus totalus!"

"Flipendo incantato!"

"Obscuro! Silencio! Stupefy!"

She ducked a few rapid fire curses sent her way and got a shield up in time to block another. Of course, one landed and she was flung back violently, but happened to crash into another masked figure. She promptly attacked them, punching them in the face, and hexing them like there was bo tomorrow. Which at this point, there might not be. She cast another shield, protecting a few Masquerade goers who were trying to escape.

INTELLIGENCE without AMBITION is a BIRD without WINGS

I'm gonna FIGHT for what's RIGHT
Today I'm SPEAKING my MIND
And if it KILLS me TONIGHT
I will be READY to DIE

I've gotta FIGHT TODAY
To LIVE another DAY
SPEAKING my mind TODAY
My VOICE will be heard TODAY

 

[Bug430]

Quidditch is my life, but my knowledge is who I am.

William Cloud

Seventh Year♽Hufflepuff♽Chaser

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William, who had still found himself fighting in the tent, heard a loud crack, but had got his head around fast enough to see William Nott and Michelle Catlin, and...? He did not know. He saw red hair, a certain color that has only one person ever has had...that he has seen at least. Phi? No, it can't be. She's gone. Had to be someone else. This thought would get to him. He would have to look into it, but first, he had to deal with some of these perpetrators. So far, he's actually been able to dispose of three, a feat that he almost never would've believed that he would reach, but he did. Annabelle had taught him a bit and whenever he practiced with the girl, he learned more and more. Heck...he even had studied dueling tactics over Summer just so he could compete with Belles. He still had a long way to go, but he would someday get there. He then saw a spell blaring towards him.

"Aresto Momentum" he said aloud, aiming for not only the spell itself, but the caster and within seconds each slowed down to a point that he could dodge the spell and send back a counter Expelliarmus to disarm the opponent, who could not react because of his slowness. He now went on instincts. He went for the caster's wand, whom had slowly made his way to try and get it, but before he could get there, William keenly got it away. "Carpe Retractum," The spell, produced a rope, which quickly seized the man's wand. The man was back to normal by now, but a horrified look was on his face. Will had double wands, but he had no idea how to use them so, he threw it to the ground. "Incendio," he said, putting the wand to flames, burning it. William just smiled and chuckled at the man, when the man decided to run away. William then remembered a spell laying around in one of the text books he read. That would work here very well. "Cave Inimicum,". This spell warned him of oncoming attackers, and indeed he did. It actually took him two tries to get it fully right, as of now, but it indeed helped. All he could feel was a sudden urge to look back, to the side, or wherever the urges told him too and there was the one trying to attack him. "Wow, this is great." He did see a few figures fighting with him at the time. Ronyo was there...he knew that...a few adults were there...Hit Wizard...Remy, Marina and a few others. The students seemed to associate themselves with others...Ronyo commanding them with confidence and the utmost best strategy, but William was going Loose-Cannon on this one. He was acting on pure instinct, pure adrenaline, that was how he was doing this. His badger-like qualities were now showing themselves and it was apparent.

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Some are born great, some achieve great, but some...have greatness thrust upon them.

 

[BeaterBeast525]

❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do

The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it

Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞

Annabeth awkwardly attempted to dance, following the steps the boy had instructed her to do. It wasn't so bad, actually. She was almost sort of enjoying it. Well, until the explosions and the creepy guys and all that. It all happened in the blink of an eye. The masked figures appeared and started cursing people, Anna screamed, and the boy pulled her into him. She clung to this boy, eyes shut tight, wishing this all to be a bad dream. Burying her face in his chest, she tried to block out the sounds of screams and hexes and death. Finally, the Gryffindor found the courage to lift her head up to look at the boy. Her blue eyes were wide and dotted with fear. What if they died? What if they all died?

But it was when the boy removed his mask and revealed his identity that Anna really began to worry. Romy. It was Romy the whole time. She should have known. The eyes, the dorky bowtie, the gentlemen-like behavior, all of it. Romy. "R-Romulus?" she muttered. Another explosion went off somewhere behind her, bringing the girl back into her life or death thoughts. They could die. He needed to know it was her. Slowly, she reached up with her free hand and removed her mask, tossing it aside. Like she would need it anymore. "Romulus, it's Annabeth." she said, her eyes locked on his. Another explosion left Anna squeezing the boy's hand like it was a lifeline. They needed to get out. They needed to stay safe. They needed to live. "Romy, we need to get out of here. We need to-- Bradley and Tobi! Have you seen them? Oh, I hope they're okay-- Aaaahh!" Yet another loud boom filled the girl's ears, and she clung to the boy once again. She looked up at him with wide eyes. "Romy... Get me out of here... Please..." she pleaded. The brave lioness was more scared than she ever had been in her entire life.

❝Now take a chance and call me crazy! Smile kid, there's only one way out
We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow

We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night
You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead

If you give me one chance to take your hand
I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Remy was working fast, a combination of magic and any sort of physical attack she could muster being used. The teen pulled her mask off, mind finally figuring out her vision impairment. Gold eyes locked on yet another bad guy, a release of unbridled fury leaving the girl. "Ewch yn marw i chi asesu ffycin! Gadewch fy nheulu damned duw yn unig! FFYC ODDI!" Welsh spitfired from her mouth, just as curses began to get more intense. "Everte Statum! Densaugeo! Expilus Protinam! Stupefy! Spectare Protectarum! ******** YOU! AGH!" Her magic (as well as her mouth) were back in full force. Ronyo wanted her to evacuate? No way! The only people she was concerned with were her brother and sister... She didn't care if it was selfish. She didn't care that she was a Chimera. Not right now.

Romulus, on the other hand, was holding tight to Anna. He never loosened his grip on the girl, instead bringing her closer to himself. "Anna, I need you to be strong, okay? Be strong for Tobi, for Bradley, and for everyone else that loves you just as much as me. I won't let you get hurt, Anna, even if it means I lay down my own life." He did something completely unexpected next, but death was closing in. He slipped his hands on her cheeks, then pulled her lips to his. Oh yes. If he was about to die, he would die having shown his affection.

Remy pulled his collar, jerking them apart. "Come on lovebirds! You'll have time for this later!" Romy stood, then pulled Anna with him. He began to run after his sister. Rem stopped at Heather's side, but Romy kept going. He slipped his free arm under Anna's knees, then carried her to the exit.

{OoC:}

 

[Yukina101]

Well I woke up to the sound of silence

And cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight

And I found you with a bottle of wine

Your head in the curtains

And heart like the Fourth of July

Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel

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Tobi finally allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the exit. However he made the mistake of turning around and saw Heather battling by herself and the last few others battling their own set of demons. It didn't take him long to make up his mind but the lasting seconds he stayed were mostly for ways to make it up to his angered boyfriend when he finds out what he's about to do. "Bradley, you can scream an' rant at me later but I gotta go do this." pressing a quick kiss to his Raven he ran off into the battle fray wand at the ready. "Melofors! Expelliarmus! Stupify! Petrificus Totalus!" he shouted towards any and all mysterious attackers. However on his way towards his Boss he was surrounded by a group of four jeering and firing their own spells. "What can a scrawny brat like you think you can do?" "Well I'm already better dressed and clearly have a finer interest in hygiene so I'm already two for three. Reducto!" Tobi pointed his wand at their feet and smirked when they either flew apart or fell through the now gaping hole in the ground. "And that's three." he sneered at the fallen figures before running towards his Captain.

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If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry on, carry on

 

[Ronyo Storm]

Ronyo Storm - Former Slytherin
Detective
Circus Tent/ The Battle

This was getting heated and out of control quickly. Where were the Aurors, were were the Ministry people trying to contain this? Ronyo held his anger in check telling himself they were outside helping the people who were running out. Right now though they needed to finish mopping up these thugs in the tent. Watching Remy move and grab her brother and another young girl, Ronyo followed grabbing Marina's arm and nudging Damien next to him so he could see.

Sliding in next to Heather he gave the girl a bump and smiled as he then turned and fired off another lightning based spell of his own design. Romy had moved off with the other girl and Remy was next to her sister as well. Ronyo found himself unable to hold back his smile seeing three of his newer Chimera together ready to fight this out together. These poor dark wizards had no idea what they just walked in to.

"Circle up people, four directional coverage! Don't let one of those dark villains get away. Damien my friend, stay in the center of the circle and keep the shields coming, try and put some of these fires out if you can. Ladies, Light them up!"

Ronyo winked and smiled to his Chimera girls and then turned to launched two more spells into a group of dark wizards. He watched a spell come in but knew he couldn't duck with his allies behind him, so he deflected it with his left wand while his right snapped out and sent a stream of lightning out to slam into the dark wizard and send him out of the tent in a heap. Ronyo fired off several stunning spells as a dark wizard ran by, his spells hitting the ground just behind the man running for his life. Unfortunately he ran right into Heather's field of view as he left Ronyo's. The white haired detective just chuckled and knew Heather would catch that one for not paying attention to her as an opponent. Spells and bodies flew across the tent and the Chimera stood ground sending many of the poor dark wizards to either an early grave or unconscious until the officials arrived to take them away.

 

[Nanashi Kage Enjeru]

Shina and Corabell Kiremono~Fifth Year Ravenclaw Prefect and Seeker~First Year Hufflepuff

Shina kept Corabell behind her. They had been at the edge of the room when everything started going crazy. Shina had promptly shoved herself and her sister under a table, letting the tablecloth hide them. The chaos didn't seem to be calming though, if anything, it was getting worse.

Corabell squeaked as a stray spell hit the ground not too far away from their hiding spot.

"Shhh," Shina murmured, flinching as another spell landed even closer. "We've got to move. Stay low, stick to the wall. Go!" she said, nudging Corabell ahead of her.

The two stayed under cover as much as possible, quickly reaching a wall. Shina quickly sliced the tent wall, opening a slit for them to escape through. The open fairway didn't look any safer, also swarmed with fighting witches and wizards.  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Dhylan held tight to Minn, who was clinging to the other boy. "You guys get to them. That tall dude with white hair and Heather. Okay? Ronyo's really nice. He'll get you two out and to safety. I'm going to fight." He pointed to the group he wanted them to get to, then lightly kissed his sister's forehead. With a nod, he was out in the crowd. "Perdopilus! Expilus Protinam! Reducto! Impedimenta!" His wand was working fast, aiming at any of the bad people in his reach. A few sent hexes his way, but carefully honed reflexes allowed him to not be hurt... severely.

Minn, still on the floor, gave a terrified cry when her brother ran off. He was going to get himself hurt! But, he had given her specific instructions. She grabbed the other boy's hand. "C'mon! You heard him! We gotta get to Heathie! She'll help us!" She stood, hand still clutching his, then ran toward Ronyo. After being rather ruffled up, she made it to the blonde. Her arms wrapped around Heather's waist, tears flowing. "Heathie! You hafta help! Dhylly ran in! He's gonna die!" She cried harder, now clinging to the older Hufflepuff. If anyone could help, she was the one to ask.

{OoC:}

 

[Bug430]

And we both go down together...we'd stay there forever...just try to get up

Sergio Mourinho Di Maria

Unsorted♽Pureblood♽Eleven

I always sing you sad songs...and you can sing along...and you can see your melody is calling out your wrongs.

Sergio watched as her older brother had ran off into the crowd. Sergio, still hand in hand with the girl (enjoying it to some degree), ran with her to the designated point. He looked at the man in the silver hair, knowing he was the one he has heard about. The boy with two wands his father had been telling him about. His father gave him high regards, for Bianco thought about recruiting him to what seems like a case, but his father decided against it.

He made sure this girl was alright. He was going to stay with her no matter what until whenever this ended. He felt obliged to keep her safe at whatever costs. Usually he wouldn't care, but he did...and that fact failed to process in his mind. All he knew is he did care. "Mister Storm, Dhylan had told us to come to you and Heather. He had went in on his own. He can't be too far across the hall, but he went in the other direction. I don't know what to do. Is it even possible to get out at this time?" he said to the extremely taller man, looking up at him. "Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked, looking to Minn, who had tears in her eyes. He had to keep her safe.

I never told you everything. Your losing hope and fading dreams and every single memory along the way

And I'm sorry, this wasn't easy...I ask you believe me...and never let go

 

[BeaterBeast525]

❤ All my life I've been good but now I'm thinking "What the hell?"
❤ All I want is to mess around, and I don't really care about

And of course, with her luck, Andi never even made it out to the dance floor. Some crazy guys swooped in to crash the party, wearing disgusting black robes and ugly masks. If you're gonna come in and start shooting the place up, at least put some effort into your wardrobe choice. As soon as the tent lit up with spells, the man she had intended to dance with jolted for the bad guys, obviously aiming for a good fist fight. Well, two could play at that game. Kicking off her heels, Andi was ready to go, when the man suddenly fell into her. "Hey! Watch it!" she exclaimed. She decided to take her anger out on the bad guys instead of the man, however. Pushing him off of her, she went running for the closest masked figure, swinging her leg up to land a hard kick right in his ribcage. Yes, even in a dress, the girl could fight. And without magic, this was the only way she knew how. The figure clutched his side and hissed at her. "You little b***h! That hurt! I'll make you pay!" Andi huffed, and pulled her hands up into a fighting position. "Yeah, you wish, skumbag!" With that said, she aimed a sharp hook into the stranger's jaw, sending him spinning. He never even had a chance to pull his wand on her, for she was too fast. Another punch hit the figure's stomach. Andi threw another kick at the figure's side, knocking him to the ground. He dropped his wand, which the squib snatched up in her delicate little fingers. "I don't think you'll be needing this anymore." she said, snapping it in half and tossing it onto the figure's chest. A hand rested on her hip, and Andi tossed her hair over her shoulder to look back at the man she had been with. "Yo, Pretty Boy! Are you just gonna stand there or what? Let's move!" she called to him, blue eyes dancing with excitement. This night may have been ruined, but it was slowly looking up with the chance to kick some bad guy a**.

If you love me, if you hate me, you can't save me, baby, baby ❤
All my life I've been good but now "What the hell?" ❤

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