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Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 7, 2013, 9:09 pm
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The crowd of angry trolls shrieked and yelled around me, and the
pounding of their feet shook the very ground. I heard none of
it. I was barely aware of the Dolorosa beside me, frozen with
the horror of what she was seeing. Or the Psiioniic, farther
away and passed out. I remember them giving him a drug, to keep
his powers suppressed. They must have given him too much. Not
even the sharp bite of the irons digging into my skin as I
struggled against the restraints really reached me. My only
focus was on him, my love. They had strapped him high to the
punishment jut, for all to see, for the high blood to watch. At
first he held strong, even though they beat him, he didn't cry
out. But... One can only take so much pain. With each new blow,
he whimpered. Softly, softly, but it was there, hidden by the
horrible jeers thrown at him. It felt as though I was the only
one who could hear them, the only one who might be able to help
him, and yet... I was being held back. Helpless. As I watched my
love, bleeding, hurting... Dying....
The Grand High Blood sat on a stage, where he could easily see
the Sufferer, a cruel smile across his painted face. I didn't
hate him. Not yet at least. I simply hoped. I hoped the
Sufferers pain would be enough to satisfy him. That my raw
desperation would be enough to persuade him. With every pleeing
glance I gave him, he only seemed to laugh harder.
My love's face wasn't his own anymore. It was broken. A bruise
spread across his cheek bone, but that was not what broke it.
His passion was gone. His will, his fight, his love; gone. He
was hollow, a shell. That look broke my heart more than
anything. I lunged for him again, and this time I felt something
give. It was my hand. The thin bones broke and dislocated and it
slipped out of the iron cuff. The pain was horrendous. This time
my scream hung in the air. The sound seemed to bring a light
back in him, but not the one I was accustomed to.
I could feel the Highblood laughing behind me. He whispered
something to the E%ecutor, who was standing next to him. He gave
an order to the troll holding me. I was to be let free, to give
the Signless a final kiss, before he died. It was exactly what
the Highblood wanted. But I didn't care. The second I felt those
restraints fall lose, I ran for him. It was all I could do not
to crush him into an embrace. He was hurt. He didn't need me
making it worse. But the look in his eye... He didn't care.
My hands went up, around his neck, and I pulled myself closer. I
could feel him pull against the irons as well, trying to get
closer to me. The kiss wasn't like our other ones, the ones
shared in the deep of day, or beneath the moon and stars on the
deck of The First Ship. It was more passionate and fiery,
burning it's way to my core. But also more urgent, filled with
the fear of what we both knew was coming. And just like that, it
was over. He pulled away, his eyes boring into mine. His face
was wet with the transparent green of my tears. I hadn't even
realized I was crying. I felt eyes on me. Not the eyes of the
crowd. The eyes of some different. I looked away from my
Signless and found a blue arrow, pointed to hit be right between
the eyes. This had been the Highblood's plan. To let me kiss the
Signless one last time, and then to be shot, right in front of
him, where he would see the life leave my eyes. Though the
E%ecuter's eyes were shaded, I could see them plainly. They were
clouded with an emotion I couldn't place. When he hesitated, I
was filled with a false sence of hope. He was letting me go. He
had to be a supporter of the Signless! We knew that there were
some high bloods who supported us, he had to be one of them! He
had to!
I ran then. I didn't say goodbye to the Signless, we would meet
soon. I was sure of it. As I left, I passed the pile of the
Signless's clothes and took his leggings. We called them his
'righteous leggings'. In truth, more as a joke than anything.
The Dolorosa has sewn them for him sweeps ago and he refused to
wear any of the newer ones she made for him. His favored reason
for why was 'they make my ass look great, don't they?' These
jokes were made in the lighter moments on our quest. Those
moment seemed to have been disappearing when we were captured.
He would need them once he was free.
As I disappeared into the woods, I could feel a new kind of
energy grow in my love. I stopped at the top of a ravine. No one
had followed me. I wasn't important. My love was the main event.
The Grand Highblood has asked for the Sufferer's last words and
he began speaking when I turned to watch. His words didn't reach
my ears but I read his lips and saw the power of his words pass
through the crowd as he spoke. I felt the passion in his words
and knew exactly what he spoke, then though I was not with him.
The E%ecutor stood ready, his arrow raised and pointed at my
love. I wasn't worried though. As the Signless fell silent, I
waited for the E%ecutor to turn his arrow to the Grand
Highblood. To tell him no and shot him rather than my love. The
crowd would disperse with the death of the subjuggulator and my
Signless would be freed from the irons. We would continue on our
quest once again and we would change Alternian for the better.
We would take the E%ecutor with us, as a show of the blue bloods
support! We would make my love's dream come true!!
Instead... The E%ecutor let his arrow fly, straight and true....
... My love would not need his leggings after all.
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 7, 2013, 9:21 pm
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Oh yeah. Please comment and rate this or whatever! I'm entering
this in a sadstuck contest and I need to make sure it's sad
enough. If you cry I have achieved my goal.
#Post#: 12097--------------------------------------------------
Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: wolfie Date: July 7, 2013, 9:27 pm
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WHY DOES HOMESTUCK MAKE EVERYTHING SADDER ;^; D':
Anyway, great job, Spotteh<3
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: puddincat Date: July 7, 2013, 11:37 pm
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You're an awesome writer! <3 I be jelly. You go win that contest
spotster!
#Post#: 12120--------------------------------------------------
Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 8, 2013, 9:35 am
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Thank you.
But it's on deviantART so there's like a billion other people
can write like this or better. .^.
It's either this, or a comic I made. I'm just lazy and don't
want to color it or anything. But that one I actually almost
started crying while I was drawing it out. So I might end up
doing that.
#Post#: 13773--------------------------------------------------
Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 18, 2013, 12:10 am
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Now this one is just because my muse is through the roof for
this idea, I'm on an iPad, and I can't type this out on
deviantART. That's about it. You'll figure the theme out pretty
quick. This is Karkittys point of view so prepare fur a lot of
cussing. That's a given.
Where the heck was he? **** if he knows! One minute Karkat is
sitting at a computer on a meteor in outer space arguing with
Terezi and the next he's in the middle of a ****ing desert with
Sollux, Kanaya, and Nepeta. How the **** was that even possible?
She was dead!! The four of them had been wandering through the
desert, looking for some sign of civilization, and he was just
about ready to do a ****ing pirouette of the handle bars. Where
the **** were they!?!
The flickering light of a campfire stopped him from exploding
into a rather pointless rant. Nepeta was the first to respond to
the acknowledgment of life. Jumping up an down she practically
purred, "Look guys! People! Lets go say hi! Maybe they'll help
us!" and with that, she zoomed of towards gog knows what. Or as
she would put it, *ac ran towards the new camp fire at an
amazing pace! Hopefurry, these new trolls would be nice and she
would make some new furiends!*
Karkat, however, disapproved of the idea. "****. NEPETA! WAIT!
WE DON'T KNOw-" his screaming came to a stop when he realized
that it was too late. Fantastic. Sollux sighed beside him.
Apparently he was thinking the same thing.
"She Has The Right Idea." Kayana spoke up, earning a specultive
look from the boys. "We Should Follow Her Anyways. Though
Perhaps With Less Enthusiasm." The jade blood set off after the
hyper cat girl at her own graceful pace. Begrudgingly, Karkat
and Sollux followed.
Nepeta stood just outside the light of the campfire, her mouth
wide and gaping. Kanaya and Sollux followed her example
beautifully, as the three stared at the four trolls in front of
them. Karkat just flew off the handle bars like a firecracker.
It took a few seconds to comprehend what he was seeing but after
that he was running around kicking up sand and screaming
profanities, some rather creative for the hot headed munchkin.
The other four adult trolls stared back, with only slightly less
wonder. The four looked almost exactly like the younger trolls.
They shared the same horns, the same fangs, the same hairstyles;
all respectively of course. Before the four young trolls were
figures of legends: the Dolorosa, the Psiioniic, the Disciple,
and the Signless themselves. An unsaid question passed between
all the trolls, old and young: What the ****?
Karkat return to the circle of bizare broke the silence. "HOW IS
THIS ****ING POSSIBLE!?" he screeched. "I MEAN. YOU-" He jabbed
a finger at the Signless. "AND YOU'RE-" his finger swept across
the other adults. "YOU WERE ONE THING BUT-" he turned to the
still shocked Nepeta before turning for another round of
flipping out.
Sollux grabbed the spazzing troll to stop him. "kk. chiill."
Of course, Karkat being Karkat, he grabbed Sollux by the
shoulders and started shaking him. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHO THE
**** THEY ARE!?!" A sharp smack gave him back his senses.
"of cour2e II know who they are. II thiink we all know who
everybody ii2. even np." And indeed she did, though she and her
ancestor were locked in an open mouth stare down it seemed.
Karkat chilled. If only a little bit.
Naturally, Kanaya and her ancestor were the first to actually
compose themselves.
The Dolorosa started. "Hello..." she said cautiously. Between
her current life with the Signless and the unbelievable amount
of weirdness going on, she had every right to be cautious.
Kanaya mirrored her wary look.
"Good Night." she said, just as careful as her ancestor. "We Are
In A Bit Of A Situation. I Think That You Can Help Us." she said
cooly. The Dolorosa narrowed her eyes, ever cautious.
Most of the trolls had calmed down and were at least accepting
some of what was going on. The two Leiojons decided this was a
pristine moment for a hug. The two lunged at each other and
landed in a pile of hugs, purrs, and compliments. This warranted
a glance from all the trolls, though most just shrugged it off
as Nepeta/the Disciple just being Nepeta/the Disciple.
"We Would Be Happy To Help Of Course." the Dolorosa said back.
And she meant it. They would help these young trolls. But she
needed to make sure her little rag tag family would be safe.
"But Why Do You Think We In Particular Can Help You?" she
challenged just a bit. Family first.
The Disciple sat up, Nepeta snug in her arms. Together the two
stared at the Dolorosa with those big cat eyes strategically
designed to make you give them what they wanted. Nepeta's said
'won't you please help us?' While the Disciple's pleaded, 'Can I
keep her?'
Karkat shuffled uncomfortably. He was a truly crappy leader. He
was letting Kanaya deal with this rather than himself. But ever
since he first got here, he felt eyes burning into him. Every
time he looked up, his eyes led him to the Signless. The
Signless sat on a dry piece of wood, unmoving, shrouded in his
cloak which covered his face as well. Karkat couldn't see his
ancestors eyes but he knew their candy red stare was glued on
him. He was starting to feel like Equius.
With one swift motion, the Signless stood, drawing all eyes to
him. "We are helping them." He announced in a strong voice. "No
questions needed." This was directed at the Dolorosa. It was
very obvious that the discussion was over. He gave a nod to the
Disciple who immediately detached herself from her ancestor. The
two trolls walked away into the shadows, no doubt going to talk
about the newcomers. Karkat stared after them, a ball of ice in
his stomac. That was his ancestor. He was supposed to finish
what that troll had started. It felt impossible. How was he
supposed to do that? He couldn't even keep a moiraillagence
going. How could he ever dream of becoming that?
Conversation had started again and Kanaya and Nepeta were
sitting in the sand around the campfire with the Dolorosa and
the Psiioniic. Karkat planted himself between Sollux and Kanaya,
keeping away from Nepeta like he usually did. The initial shock
of everything was dying down and Karkat felt his face fall into
the familiar scowl he almost always wore. The Psiioniic spoke up
this time. "You seem two know who we are." The yellow blood
smirked a bit and Karkat felt his face heat up, causing his
scowl to deepen. "But who are you?" The lanky troll crossed his
arms in front of his chest, awaiting an answer.
Sollux met his ancestors question. "II'm 2ollux. That's Kanaya."
he jabbed a thumb in her direction. "Over there's Nepeta." his
other hand motioned towards the olive troll who waved in
responce. "And thiis moron is Karkat." His thumb redirected
itself to point at the nubby troll.
"SHITSPONGE."
"Nook2ucker."
The Psiioniic broke into a laugh. A glare from the Dolorosa
silenced them.
"It Is A Pleasure To Meet You All." The Dolorosa said, a new
warmth in her voice. She had decided to trust the young trolls.
They were so much like themselves it almost felt wrong not too.
The younger trolls noted the change and the conversation settled
into light subjects and jokes as the night widdled away.
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Karkat twisted and turned in his sleep. They were sleeping in
one of the extra tents that the Dolorosa carried with her. Just
in case situations like this popped up. The problem was, he
couldn't sleep. He had been lying in a weird state between awake
and asleep for hours now while Sollux twitched beside him in his
own private nightmare. Finally he gave up. Karkat stood up and
started pacing in the small area. The girls were in a seperate
tent and he wasn't really worried abut Sollux. From their time
on the meteor, he had figured out that Sollux qualified as dead
when he was asleep. Something just kept nagging and nagging in
the back of his head. Like he had forgotten something really
important.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flicker of red. But when
he turned there was nothing. He growled in irritation and Sollux
flipped onto his side, giving Karkat more room. He went back to
pacing and when he turned again, his face went pale. In front of
him stood Dave. At least a phantom image of him. The human was
barely visible in the darkness of the tent, and flickering, as
though the screen was glitching. Dave opened his mouth to say
something and was actually easier to hear than Karkat thought he
would be.
"... and I... ****ed up... we... you ha..." He was loud enough
to be heard but it was as if this signal wasnt working.
Everything was choppy and incomplete. Everything except the last
two words.
"Get Aradia."
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: puddincat Date: July 18, 2013, 12:40 am
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Woah mama that's long. And awesome.
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 18, 2013, 9:56 am
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It is. And it's going to be a series thing. I'm going to put it
on deviantART later. As soon as I can get on an actual
computer...
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: puddincat Date: July 18, 2013, 10:07 am
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8D cool!
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Re: Another Fanfic. WARNING:: SADSTUCK
By: Spotteh Date: July 18, 2013, 7:51 pm
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The next evening was weird to say the least. Karkat had left the
tent early and had been avoiding everyone who came near him.
Whenever one of his friends managed to pin him down long enough
to talk to him, he usually went on some loud pointless rant
filled with insults only he could come up with. His late day
meeting with Dave had scared the living grub manure out of him.
He barely even noticed how quiet Nepeta had been all evening,
something very out of character for her.
The sneaky cat caught her prey as he was pulling down a tent. A
tug on his sleeve made Karkat jumped. Part of him thought it was
Dave again, but when he turned around it was just Nepeta. Her
thin face was edged with worry. "NEPETA. WHAT DO YOU WANT? IM
BUSY." he turned back to what he was doing. She was probably
just there to ask what was going on like everyone else.
"Karkitty. I'm worried. What if Equius is here too?" she said,
moving to his side in an attempt to look him in the eye.
"SO WHAT IF HE IS? I MEAN. ISNT THAT A GOOD THING? IT MEANS HE'S
ALIVE AGAIN." One side of the tent fell down and he leaned down
to pick it up. He watched Nepeta's blue shoes shuffle a bit.
"But he's my meowrail. He needs me!" she continued. "He could be
in real big trouble!"
Karkat sighed and rose to his feet. "I KNOW MOIRAILS ARE
IMPORTANT BUT WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO LOOK FOR HIM. WE NEED TO
FINd..." he trailed off. He still hadn't told anyone what he had
seen and really didn't want to. They'd think he was going crazy.
He thought he was going crazy. When he risked a glance at Nepeta
he nearly took a step back, she was glaring at him so intensely.
"We don't have time fur my meowrail?" her voice was rising
quickly. Karkat vaguely remembered a conversation with Terezi.
She had told him that Nepeta was actually the more unstable
troll in their moiraillagence. And now she was without her
moirail. Shit.
A voice behind him pulled his attention away from Nepeta.
"What's going on?" It was the Signless. Nepeta's loud voice was
drawing attention. The Disciple was close behind her mate but
neither of their arrivals stopped the cat troll. If anything it
egged her on.
"WE DON'T EVEN KNOW IF HES HERE." he tried to reason with her.
His hands came up defensively.
"Oh. So just beclaws he's not right here in furont of your face,
he can't be here. Well guess what Karkat, I'm here! So he must
be here too! You've heard stories of how this place is! And my
meowrail is out there, gog knows where with gog knows who!" She
was leaning in so close all he could see was her eyes. She
looked like she was about to rip into him. For the first time
ever, he was actually scared of Nepeta Leijon. By now she was
practically shrieking at him and the rest of the trolls had
gathered to watch the spectical. Nepeta stopped yelling for a
moment and everything was silent. Karkat was too shocked for his
think pan to work. Nepeta Leijon had just yelled at him. The
olive troll turned to walk off and Karkat physically sighed.
Just when he thought he was in the clear, she whipped around and
hissed to him. "Its one thing when you treat me badly. I don't
really care what you think of me. Not anymore. But when you
treat my meowrail like shit. That's an entirely different
matter." This time she really did storm off. He didn't think
anyone else had heard the last bit and he felt absolutely
terrible. He never thought that Nepeta Leijon would ever yell at
him, cuss at him. She was just so sweet and innocent and
obsessed with him. It hit him harder than he thought it would.
The Psiioniic broke the silence. "2he really ii2 liike you." he
muttered. After that, the soft sounds seemed deafening. The
Signless shot him a look and the Disciple moved in the direction
Nepeta had headed. "I'll go talk to her." She announced before
following after her descendant with long strides. It didn't take
long until she was clear of the blast zone.
The two jade bloods set to ushering the others away, giving them
jobs to do, to get their mind off of the scene Nepeta had just
caused. A hand on his shoulder brought him back. It was the
Signless. "We should probably have a talk as well." Karkat just
nodded and let the older troll lead him away from the camp, away
from Nepeta.
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Grey eyes peered through a borrowed telescope. Through it the
young troll could see small figures gathered around another two.
He had been watching one figure in particular. The one with a
bright blue cat hat. Equius lowered the telescope as a larger
troll came to stand behind him. Their features mirrored one
another, saves few differences. However it was still blattenly
obvious that these two were somehow related. The adult spoke up
first. "We are trailing them." Equius stiffened. He knew what
his ancestor had done and what those words meant. "There is a
trap set for them at the next town. We will catch them there."
The two stared across the horizon where the opposing camp was
being taken apart. Equius could just make out the trolls on the
dessert. The cliff they sat on almost gave them a bird's eye
view. Almost. Finally, two figures off to the side moved back to
camp. He knew who at least one of these trolls were.
Straightening up he passed the telescope back to his ancestor.
"You will be capturing them." He felt Darkleer's eyes settle on
him but he didn't turn away. "I will not go with you." He began
to walk away. The line of trees on the cliff came closer and
closer and he had nearly reached them when he heard Darkleer's
deep rumbling voice.
"You understand what this means." It was both a statement and a
question. Equius knew exactly what it meant. Choosing those
trolls over his ancestor may as well been suicide if they were
caught. But...
"... I've already failed her once. It won't happen again." He
disappeared into the shadows of the trees, chasing after his
meowrail.
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Karkat stumbled when they came to a stop. The shock still hadn't
worn off, and neither had the guilt. How could he have been such
an ass!? This wasn't the time to be showing so much weakness. He
was out in the middle of the desert with his ancestor. He had to
be tough. Which for Karkat meant he had to be grumpy.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT?" he snapped, pulling away from
the Signless. His ancestor's sharp red eyes studied his face
carefully.
"She doesn't do that often does she?" he said finally. Karkat
felt himself getting angrier and angrier.
"WHATS IT MATTER TO YOU? YOU'RE JUST SOME LIMP FRONDED STOOGE
WITH SOME DUMB CHUMP BUCKETS FOLLOWING YOU AROUND THAT WE JUST
MET IN THE BIGGEST FUCKING PIT OF BULDGE CRUST I'VE EVER FUCKING
COME ACROSS." The useless rants he had been holding back were
finally coming out. When the Signless said nothing, he felt
himself start to explode. "WOW. WHAT A FAN FUCKING TASTIC
CONVERSATION THIS IS. THE RIGHTOUS NOOK SNIFFER KNOWN FOR HIS
WORDS ISN'T EVEN TALKING. THIS IS SO FUCKING AMAZING I CAN FEEL
MY THINK PAN DO A PIROUETTE OFF THE HANDLE BARS INTO THE BIGGEST
VAT OF WONDER FUCKS I'VE EVER HAD THE PLEASURE OF FALLING INTO.
SO REALLY I SHOULD THANK YOU. THANK YOU FOR BEING A GINORMOUS
WASTE OF MY TIME. WE REALLY SHOULD DO THIS AGAIN SOME TIME. FOR
NOW I AM GOING TO GO DO SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE WITH MY TIME." but
he didn't move. He stayed planted right were he was, waiting for
the Signless to say something.
It was a long pause before he said anything. Karkat could feel
his angry rising even higher. At last his ancestor said
something. "It's alright."
And he was gone. "IT'S ALRIGHT. IT'S ALRIGHT!? IT'S NOT ALRIGHT!
IM IN THE MIDDLE OF A FUCKING DESERT WITH ONE DEAD FRIEND WHO
HATES ME, TWO OTHERS THAT HAVE DIED AND THEN ****ING UNDIED,
TALKING TO ONE OF THE MOST IMFAMOUS LOSERS IN ALL OF ALTERNIAN
HISTORY!! IT IS NOT ALL FUCKING RIGHT!" gog he was so angry! At
the Signless for being a useless pile of moronic excrement, at
Nepeta for starting this buldge numbing miasma of thinkpan
rotting nub gutters, and most of all, at himself for being the
biggest idiot out of all of them.
The Signless just stood there, taking whatever insults Karkat
threw at him. When his descendant finally fell silent, he spoke
again. "Are you through?"
Karkat immediately opened his mouth and prepared to shout some
more. Instead, a 'YES' fell out of his chute. He knew he
shouldn't be showing weakness. Not on this planet and
expessially not to some strange adult troll. But the shock of
all of this happening all at once was getting to him and he
needed to let him out. Who better than his ancestor?
A smile flickered across the older trolls lips. Karkat seemed to
be warming up to him. "I'm glad." he said. "Now tell me what's
going on." He kept his voice calm and level, trying to come
across as comforting. Or at least the Alternian equivalent to
comforting.
With a sigh, Karkat opened up and told the Signless everything.
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