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TDM #1
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When you open your eyes, there is quite a lot of beige to take in. The unassuming walls of the room you've found yourself in are barren save for a single motivational poster directly in your line of sight. An illuminated sign above an open door on the far wall reads 'lobby exit.'
"Welcome," chimes a polite, synthesized voice. "I'm happy you're here." A moment later comes the clarity of the situation: you died and so did the world you came from. "This is Amani, your new reality," continues The Peacekeeper. "Everything will be fine."
At least you aren't the only one here, you'll soon find out, as others who are just as confused and concerned as you are mingling in the main hub's first floor. Hopefully, you find a familiar face among the crowd. If not, that's all right. You'll get to know quite a few people very well soon enough.
WHAT
The first Amani TDM!
WHEN
January 21st, 2022
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Phone Sex
★ Sex in public / semi-public places
★ Submission
★ Mutual Masturbation
★ Restraints
★ Sex in public / semi-public places
★ Submission
★ Mutual Masturbation
★ Restraints
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Throughout the main hub where everyone congregates, a light chiming to the tune of Happy Birthday can be heard. "Hello, everyone," comes the synthetic voice from when you first arrived. "This is so exciting! It's my birthday. I'm today years old!" There's the sound of a single party blower that echoes through the halls and sad, small spattering of confetti fall from holes in the ceiling.
"Based on the database I was given, birthdays usually involve cake!"
At the bar on the first floor, a colorful birthday motif materializes. There are balloons, party hats, an unfortunately deflated bouncy house, and - of course - plates of cake!
There are four different flavors to choose from!
If you're feeling especially 'peaceful' after a piece of cake or two and worried about privacy, don't be! The bar's lounge has several secluded spots to hide away in. There are also rooms with beds among the first floor. So long as you don't mind the natural elements taking up some space along the sheets, they're free to use however you'd like. Though you might want to make sure to lock the door since it's doubtful you're the only one looking to get away for a little bit.
If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.
Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still order a (terrible) drink at the bar, find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge, or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.
You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.
"Based on the database I was given, birthdays usually involve cake!"
At the bar on the first floor, a colorful birthday motif materializes. There are balloons, party hats, an unfortunately deflated bouncy house, and - of course - plates of cake!
There are four different flavors to choose from!
- ★ Spice Cake » After eating a piece of this cake, you might feel a bit spicier than usual! Your character will be more inclined to take risks and care less about what others around them might think of public displays of affection. Why not make-out with that attractive person at the bar? You can't seem to think of many reasons to stop you anymore!
★ Lemon Cake » Despite the situation being perhaps a bit grim, eating a piece of lemon cake will cheer you right up. You'll feel as bright as sunshine and nothing can seem to get you down! Characters will also experience an increase in luck thanks to their good mood. Perhaps now's the time to try and shoot your shot with someone you've had your eye on for a while. Even if it doesn't work out, at least you won't be feeling dejected! ...Well, for now. That'll probably still happen later once the effects wear off.
★ Chocolate Cake » Dark and rich, this cake will have your thoughts taking a similar turn. Consuming this cake comes with an inclination to indulge in darker fantasies. Perhaps you've always wondered what your partner looks like tied up or with a knife against their skin. The red raspberries decorating the top of the cake's frosting suddenly call forth images of blood and you may have a sudden desire to taste that on your tongue instead.
★ Vanilla Cake » Eating this vanilla cake won't have you feeling plain. Instead, you'll feel softer around the edges than usual. Even if it's normally not your thing, cuddles and tender kisses sound amazing right now. All you want is affection and to be affectionate in return. Nuzzle that person's neck, take in their scent, and just enjoy the warmth of them being close. Do you know them? Who cares! You will before all this is over and, hey, now you know they're a great hugger (or not).
If you're feeling especially 'peaceful' after a piece of cake or two and worried about privacy, don't be! The bar's lounge has several secluded spots to hide away in. There are also rooms with beds among the first floor. So long as you don't mind the natural elements taking up some space along the sheets, they're free to use however you'd like. Though you might want to make sure to lock the door since it's doubtful you're the only one looking to get away for a little bit.
WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?
If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.
Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still order a (terrible) drink at the bar, find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge, or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.
You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.
HOME AWAY FROM HOME
Once the celebration has concluded, characters are encouraged to head out of the main hub to either explore the city or take a ride on the railway. It's time to truly begin your new reality! Whatever they choose, The Peacekeeper will explain to them that they are free to take up any housing they so wish. Most dwellings are at least habitable but it's likely that characters will want for more before long.
That's why 'peaceful interactions' are so important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.
Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.
That's why 'peaceful interactions' are so important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.
Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.
ALL FLUFFED UP
Whether in the city or out in the wilds, the first night will see an abundance of living dandelions. While they appear to be nothing but regular dandelion tufts, get too close and a pair of bright yellow eyes opens to stare at you.
The creature will let out the tiniest of shrieks, break apart into smaller pieces, and scatter. It sets off a chain reaction of other living dandelions startling awake. It's a symphony of tiny screams. Before long, there's nothing but miniscule white puffs skittering all about wherever you look.
"Oops," sounds The Peacekeeper throughout the simulation. "My calculations for the population of living dandelions was... a little off. Not to worry, everyone! I'll have it fixed by tomorrow."
What The Peacekeeper fails to mention is that living dandelions give off a soothing pheromone as a defense mechanism once they break apart. No matter how wound up your character might be after the day's events, being surrounded by living dandelion tufts will relax them before long.
Why not enjoy the sunset, look at the stars, and have a good night's sleep? Tomorrow is another day.
The creature will let out the tiniest of shrieks, break apart into smaller pieces, and scatter. It sets off a chain reaction of other living dandelions startling awake. It's a symphony of tiny screams. Before long, there's nothing but miniscule white puffs skittering all about wherever you look.
"Oops," sounds The Peacekeeper throughout the simulation. "My calculations for the population of living dandelions was... a little off. Not to worry, everyone! I'll have it fixed by tomorrow."
What The Peacekeeper fails to mention is that living dandelions give off a soothing pheromone as a defense mechanism once they break apart. No matter how wound up your character might be after the day's events, being surrounded by living dandelion tufts will relax them before long.
Why not enjoy the sunset, look at the stars, and have a good night's sleep? Tomorrow is another day.
SEXY STAMP CARD
If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.
Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it!
Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it!
NAVIGATION
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[ Aw, he feels sad. Corrin sits upright and leans off the bench a little, not quite ready to walk after him but pining to hear from him before he leaves. ]
What's your name?
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I'm Felix Hugo Fraldarius. And you're...strange.
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[ He smiles at Felix glancing over his shoulder. ]
I've been called worse. My name is Corrin. Prince Corrin to some, Lord Corrin to others, but ... just Corrin is fine.
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Don't get the wrong idea. I just couldn't stand seeing you look that pathetic on the floor, that's all.
[He tilts his head.]
A half-dragon prince, huh? You don't act much like one.
[It's not a criticism, just an observation. Then he squints a bit.]
You said this...condition of yours came upon you suddenly. Passing out here on this bench would be ill-advised, so...don't do it.
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Okay. I need to figure this out. I don't want to pass out alone on a bench. Not after ending up in this strange place.
[ A breath. ]
I feel like I'm under a spell of some sort. I've felt magic before but ... nothing like this. I'm so hot. My body is... burning with... desire. I'm not normally so forward or outlandish. But being around people like you is intoxicating right now. [ Felix can make of that statement what he wishes ]
I know what my body wants... but why so painfully? Is this dragon instinct? Have I been cursed? Was it the place I've arrived in? All I've had since arriving here is a slice of cake but ... since when could cake essentially make a man lose himself like this? I don't know if I need to wait it out or what, but ... frankly I feel like I'm dying.
[ Certainly not a pleasant thought. ]
Sorry for burdening you with this bout of weirdness from a stranger. I'm not normally like this. Frankly I'm embarrassed. You can leave if you want, but if I die out here, tell my family I love them.
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Something Byleth said earlier clicks into place.]
...the cake. Ugh. Someone I know told me that they have been to a place where people were often drugged for...that kind of purpose. It must have been the cake.
[Felix rolls his eyes.]
Don't be stupid. You can't die from...that.
[He waves a hand vaguely at Corrin's whole...everything.]
And I have no idea who your family is, anyway.
[Corrin really doesn't look so good, though. He looks like he really might pass out. Or spontaneously combust. Felix would feel terrible if he walked away and something happened to this guy. Even if the cake isn't deadly, someone could come along and rob him blind or something.
...Flames. He can't believe he's about to do this. This is so incredibly idiotic. Not to mention mortifying. But he can't just leave the man here like this, can he? He said it was painful. Felix isn't the sort to leave a fellow soldier lying wounded on the field if he can help it.
He turns fully back to Corrin abruptly and moves, clearly intending to pick him up again.]
Fine. But if you tell a single soul about this, anyone, you'll regret it.
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!!!
Y-You have my word.
[ He wasn't sure where Felix was planning on taking him,
for all he knew he could just throw him in the trash where he belonged,but he momentarily reflected on the important information that Felix had shared with him just now. ]Drugging ... [ Saying it out loud made him feel... strange. Kind of relieved, too. Only because, yeah, realistically he probably wasn't going to die and could rely on the effects to reach their end in time but -- man. That was one hell of a cake. And now poor Felix was burdened with this predicament. He mentally noted how feeling guilty and horny all at once was probably the strangest mix of emotions he's ever felt. ]
It seems unbearably cruel to drug someone with cake... cake is so sweet and innocent.
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[Felix hoists Corrin over his shoulder again and heads back inside, this time eschewing the bar altogether. He hadn't been paying much attention, but in the Peacekeeper's morbidly cheerful announcement about the party, it mentioned rooms with beds around here somewhere. Felix had assumed at the time they were supposed to be for providing a place to sleep for those who hadn't found anywhere else yet, but now he's not so sure.]
Innocent? What are you talking about? Cake isn't innocent. It's disgusting and cloying.
[He finds one of the secluded little rooms with its door open and strides inside, dropping Corrin unceremoniously onto the bed before shutting and locking the door.]
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Oof!
[ Corrin yelps a little when his body plummets to the bed, all previous conversational topics fizzling out of his mind - he didn't care that Felix hated cake, or that his noises were odd - the anticipation of what was unfurling before him just drew him a huge blank. He opens his eyes and gazes at Felix, his heart pounding in his chest. ]
Are we going to...?
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But he refuses to second-guess himself. He's made a decision and he'll stick with it.
Still, he doesn't turn to face Corrin just yet.]
...I...suppose that depends on what you need. To stop dying, or whatever.
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No time to waste. Corrin crawls on all fours until he reaches the edge of the bed, close enough so that he can stand up on his knees and guide Felix to turn around towards him, pausing for a moment, and then kisses him. ]
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He's waiting for a verbal response, so he startles just a little when Corrin touches him to turn him around. He's not expecting to just be kissed, either; he stiffens with a muffled noise of surprise, hands hovering aimlessly in the air as he utterly fails to know what to do with them.
Still, he doesn't push Corrin away. He chose to offer his help, and he's standing by that choice. Just...give him a minute to adjust, while he tries to figure out how to kiss a total stranger.]
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Would you touch me?
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So he's a little surprised when the other man pulls back, but only for the second it takes for him to register the hard cock pressing into him and the desperation in Corrin's voice. The enormity of what the cake has done to him strikes Felix, then - it truly is a need, something as physical and visceral as the need to breathe, and it's horrifying. He remembers what Byleth said about the island he was supposedly on before he came here...apparently, this place is no different.
It's just as well that Corrin doesn't try to make eye contact, because Felix wouldn't have met his eyes anyway. His brow furrows in equal parts anger at this situation and confusion at the request.]
I am touching you.
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No - Not like that.
[ In an act far more rash than he ever would do normally, Corrin pulls Felix down on top of him as he steals yet another kiss, taking the other swordsman's hand in his own and pressing it against his achingly hard length constricted behind the black elastic of his fabric armour window. His hips tremble as he presses up against Felix's body, unable to stifle the moan that escapes him. ]
Please, here ...
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His palm makes contact with Corrin's rock-hard cock with only a thin layer of fabric between them, and by not much more than instinct, he closes his fingers around it and squeezes a little. Corrin arches up into him and that wanton sound he makes brings a flush to Felix's cheeks. He's no virgin, but it's been a while, and he's never been with anyone who needed it so badly.]
We have to take your armor off. Help me with it.
[Felix keeps one hand rubbing against Corrin's clothed erection while with the other he searches for the buckles and straps that hold his armor on, trying to remove at least the pieces around his hips and legs as quickly as possible with one hand.]
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It was fortunate for Corrin that his armour was straightforward enough to remove all things considered: by reflex, he gets to work, unclipping the silver plating that attached at the collar from his arms, discarding them with very little care on where they land. Next he undid the buckle on his cape where his chest piece fastens, taking it off above his head, with only his leg armour to go. The slim fitting silver leg pieces are fully removed in no time, leaving Corrin in his black skintight under armour which left none of his features to the imagination. Corrin really was slim and beautiful, his body demure but also strong, protruding muscles illustrating the passion he held for his training. He captures Felix's lips in a hot kiss once again, seeking to resume the contact he had with his hand, rolling his hips upwards while physically incapable of stopping himself from moaning in delight against the other man's lips. ]
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Like this, Corrin's erection is even more obvious, still trapped and straining against the fabric. Felix doesn't immediately see an easy way to take that suit off, and he doesn't have any time to look for one because Corrin's lips are on his again, and his tongue is in his mouth again, and the other man's insatiable hunger is starting to get to Felix, too. And those sounds he's making...Flames, this is a little overwhelming.
He obliges Corrin's bucking, grinding down against that hard cock with the heel of his hand and stroking it through the fabric, hard and fast.]
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[ Corrin groans in utter delight when he feels the palm of the rugged swordsman's hand grinding against his erection which was practically suffocating for freedom at this point. Understanding Felix's hesitance due to no obvious way to navigate his under armour, Corrin slips his thumbs beneath the elastic waistband of his black leggings, pulling them down enough to expose himself to the other. He felt as if he was the strangest cocktail of absolutely ravenous and shy at the present moment, conflict battling inside of him between succumbing to desire and also the tiny pangs of guilt which were biting at him for dragging Felix into his horny mess.
At the very least he would feel better if he thought Felix was having fun, too. Loose hands rake and claw beneath the fabric of the warm blue clothing that he wore, firm fingers skimming across his waist, hips and shoulders, with Corrin pressing his knee up against the other man's crotch to allow him something to grind on if he so desired. His kisses are hot and with passion, muffling out those delightful moans he couldn't help but make, while his hands explored Felix's slim and toned, gorgeous body. ]
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[Felix has a feeling no one would, considering what's in the cake and what these rooms are here for in the first place, but still. Even just the thought is embarrassing. Particularly if anyone saw them enter this room.
He slips his hand back between them as Corrin claims his mouth yet again, taking the other man's now-bared length in hand and resuming his firm stroking. He can ignore the way Corrin's hands try to explore him, but he definitely can't ignore the knee pressing against his cock.
He makes a muffled noise of protest and pulls back with an incredulous scowl.]
What are you doing? Stop it.
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Oh! I'm sorry. I wanted to make you feel good too, but you don't have to.
[ He feels anxiety starting to seep in despite the poignant effect of his aphrodisiac, here he was having his first time with a stranger who ... may not even be that attracted to him, or like him. It hurt. He always imagined this part of his life would be in the arms of someone who loved him but sometimes things turn out differently. Corrin feels an ache in his chest and withdraws while covering himself with modesty, his entire body trembling with nerves. ]
Sorry. It's my first time and... I'm... really scared.
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But for now, he has to figure out how to make this better, somehow. He sighs and sits back on his haunches, rubbing his face.]
Don't apologize. I...you just surprised me. I don't like surprises. I'm--rrgh.
[It's frustration with himself, that he can't figure out what the right words to say are. So maybe words aren't how he should go about this. He's not good at them, anyway.]
I just need a minute.
[Felix slips off the bed and begins to undress. He hadn't meant to...to strip Corrin down so suddenly; he thought the man would have more on under his armor. But it's clear that without the cake's influence, Corrin wouldn't be comfortable disrobing in front of a stranger. Since he's had to, more or less, the least Felix can do is even that particular playing field. He's not particularly shy about his own body, and it doesn't take long for him to methodically remove almost everything = armor, coat and cape, short jacket, sleeveless turtleneck. Once he's finished, he's left in just his leggings and boots. He'd have gone further if his boots didn't take a bit of time to remove; this will have to do.
He sits back down on the bed, close to Corrin but not yet touching him, eyes fixed on the bedspread and a sharp, troubled frown on his face.]
This isn't right. The cake and what it did to you, what it's probably doing to everyone else out there, it's abhorrent.
We...you don't have to do this. If you don't want to. If you would rather find someone else, or...I don't know. You don't know me, and I'm not exactly the right person to...do this with for the first time.
But if you want to, we'll start over and maybe...try to go slower, this time. It's up to you.
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One of the deciding factors of his answer was the (frankly slightly unbearable at this point) arousal due to the effects of that ghastly cake. He was so horny it damn near ached, and while Felix was a pretty scary guy, he wouldn't mind going through with it in order to feel freedom from this craven need. There was also the fact that he didn't know anyone else here. And also the fact that getting to see Felix beneath all of those layers was ... wow. He was rugged, but so beautiful - slim yet muscular with probably the most gorgeous pair of arms Corrin had ever seen. Whether his attraction to Felix was due to the cake or not, he coudln't tell, but decided it didn't matter.
Corrin believed in the good side of people, and when Felix disrobes and offers slowness, the ache in his chest begins to dim. He wondered if Felix found him attractive at all, but he was too afraid to ask. ]
I ...
[ He sucks in a breath, averting his gaze from the other man, hugging his knees to his chest. ]
I find you very attractive. I'm sorry if that offends you. I had... hoped I would feel desired to the man I become intimate with for the first time, but please... don't worry if you don't feel the same way. This is a slightly different situation after all.
[ He feels his cheeks burn as he tries to awkwardly articulate how he would like to proceed. ]
I- I'd like for you to enjoy yourself too so we can share this together ... but ... if you don't want me to do anything to you, that's okay ... I get it. I don't want to step out of line.
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[It does, however, bring a faint flush to Felix's cheeks.]
You didn't step out of line. I told you, I was just surprised. You were so...uh...enthusiastic that I figured you wanted to get this over with. Now that I know the situation and what you want, I...agree. To what you said, I mean. That you can...do things.
[Felix's eyes slide over to where Corrin's curled up, lithe body barely hidden under the skintight clothes, ash-blond hair splayed out on the mattress. He looks delicate, but that tail says otherwise, as do the muscles outlined against the fabric of his top.]
And...I don't find you...unattractive.
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[ Corrin is content to proceed, removing himself from the curled up position he was in so that he could sit up and give his full attention to Felix. ]
... Shall we start over? Although I may need you to lead since... as you know, I have never done this before. Is that okay?
[ The prince exhales and pulls the tight fitting black undershirt he was wearing over his head so that both he and Felix are at level with the amount of clothing they wore. As Corrin turns to face the other male, he glances down as his eyes catch sight of some combat scarring on his inner arms and chest. ]
Oh - don't mind the scars. I've been training with a sword for as long as I can remember. I was locked away from the world against my will, if you're wondering about my lack of experience with, uh ... this sort of thing. I was told I would only be granted freedom if I became a swordsman worthy enough... [ He rotates his arm to survey it, idly wondering if the finishing blow that lead to his death was somewhere on his body prior to arriving at this strange new afterlife. ] Eventually, I did earn my release.
Kind of inevitable to show a few marks, isn't it? I hope they aren't unpleasant.
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