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Three and One pt. 6

Alien x Human

Black researches his predicament and has a treat. Masterpost Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5,

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58037422/chapters/162686410

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Black was trying to take it easy, he really was. But what happened kept playing over and over in his mind. Everything in his room had turned on, seemingly of their own accord. He spent hours experimenting. Bouts of headaches and vertigo followed by something in the room shutting off or powering on. At one point, he’d even managed to open and shut the sliding door to his bathroom. Once he’d been certain it wasn’t a fluke, Black dove into research. He scrolled through countless articles, conspiracy theories, and even comic books. Looking over everything that even vaguely mentioned technopathy. 

Nearly everything he read seemed like science fiction. Then again, so did imposters and they were real. It was beyond frustrating. What’s more, even after spending most of the night trying, he could almost never activate this new skill on command. It always came with pain, but it seemed to be getting better every time he used it. Black was startled out of his thoughts by the door chime. 

“Come in.” Black called. The door slid open to reveal Pink standing in the doorway. His bulk eclipsed the hallway behind him from view. “Oh, Pink! Please, come sit down.” Black said, quickly clearing off a spot on the bed for him with his cast-free leg. The larger man made his way inside, sitting on the edge of the bed. His hands moved up and unclasped his helmet. Black was a little surprised. He had never seen Pink without his visor before. He was handsome. A round face, with a large nose and big eyes. His long red hair was tied up in a loose bun behind his head. Light stubble on his chin gave him a sort of rugged charm. 

“Hey there, how are you feeling?” Pink asked. His voice seemed even warmer now that Black had a face to match it to. Black cleared his throat to collect himself. Trying, and failing, not to get distracted by how handsome he found Pink. 

“Um, I’m doing better.” Black replied. “The pain isn’t too bad anymore.” Pink gave him a sympathetic smile, placing a hand on Black’s bare ankle. The moment they touched, the static returned, but it seemed to be clearer. The pain of the headache was duller than before. 

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Concern?Black thought. Was that an actual word? His hand flew up to his head, rubbing away the ache. A glance at Pink made it worse. He looked downright shocked. 

“Sorry, it’s just a headache. It’ll pass.” Black said, waving his hands awkwardly. He was sure his face was beet red. Pink hesitated for a moment before giving a curt nod. He smiled at Black again, and the butterflies started up again. 

“Well, I came down to see if there was anything in particular you wanted to eat.” Pink said. Black decided to politely not mention that he could have just sent him a message. Black rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. 

“Well,” Black mumbled, “I have been craving meat.”

“I think I can handle that. Be right back.” Pink said with a grin. He rose from the bed, scooped up his helmet, and left the room. As soon as the door closed behind him, Black let himself flop back into the pillows. What on earth had that been? Not only was Pink frustratingly attractive, but Black has sensed something when they touched. Something clear. Clearer than he’d gotten before. He’d felt something with Gray and Maroon, but this was more. The question was, what did it mean? As the questions spiraled in his mind, the lights began to flicker furiously. The more he thought the more they sparked and flickered. Black shot up in bed, wincing at the sudden movement, and took stock of the malfunctioning tech around him. 

He took a deep breath, and imagined the buzzing in his head drifting away into nothingness. Black peeked open his eyes to see the lights beginning to level out. Black sighed in defeat. Whatever this new thing was, the technopathy took precedence. It wasn’t very long till Pink returned with a lunch pail in hand and his helmet back on. The moment the pail was open and the smell of a freshly made burger hit the air, Black’s mind went blank. He lunged for the food, and ATE!

The meat was juicy, the cheese creamy, the meat juicy, the vegetables crisp, the meat juicy, the meat juicy, THE MEAT WAS SO JUICY!!!

Before Black knew it he was staring at grease stained hands in mild confusion. Pink’s laughter startled him slightly. Black’s face heated up again as he accepted a handful of napkins from the larger man. He did his best to avoid looking at the other man as he bashfully cleaned himself up. 

“I am so so sorry…” Black started, only to be cut off. 

“Hey, don’t worry about it. Just means you enjoyed it.” Pink laughed. “Think you have room for seconds?” Black nodded reluctantly. Pink nodded, making his way out of the room. “I’ll be right back with a double serving.” He said. Black only nodded again, still too embarrassed to look up. 

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Pink trudged down the halls to the cafeteria, deep in thought. Black had always been a bit of a bird when it came to eating. He would pick at his food and savor the flavors. But his appetite had obviously taken a dramatic rise. Not to mention the craving for meat. Pink had decided to test it, preparing the first burger at medium temperature. Black hadn't seemed to notice, only concerned with devouring every morsel. Pink was unsuprised to see Maroon waiting for him in the kitchen. He nodded to his partner as he began preparing a few more patties. Ensuring no one was listening was easy for their kind. 

“He is healing, and he is hungry.” Pink said in their native tongue. Maroon let out a sigh of relief. Pink chuckled as he sat aside toppings and buns for preparation as soon as the patties were finished cooking. “He has acquired hunger, and a greater want for meat.” Pink rumbled. 

“More traits of our kind.” Maroon hummed. Pink grunted in agreement as he flipped the burgers with care, ensuring they would be plump and juicy. “Anything else?” Maroon questioned. Pink paused in his assembly of a double cheeseburger with bacon to look at his partner. 

“It was only for a moment.” He said slowly, “But I am sure I sensed shock from him.” Maroon’s form rippled in surprise. To sense even one emotion from Black was more than they could do even for a hybrid like Purple. Maroon collected himself, taking a calming breath before responding. “We will have to bring this to the admins. I will wait until we have more information but it is now essential.” Maroon decided. Pink nodded in agreement as he finished Black’s second meal. The pair parted ways, Maroon to gather notes and Pink to deliver his bounty to Black. One of them would have to update Gray on the situation, their link unable to deliver the finer details. Until then, Pink was adamant in his goal to get black’s face to turn that adorable shade of red again.

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Creatures All #19 - Ballerina

Ballerinas aren't usually considered horror creatures. However, Cabin in the Woods featured a monstrous ballerina and Black Swan takes obsession to another level.

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Creatures All #18 - Balding Man (slasher)

The Balding Man was a slasher type monster found in Cabin in the Woods. I based the design on stereotypes and some well known slashers. I also drew inspiration from Bob.

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Creatures All #17 - Bal-Bal

An undead creature from the Philippines. Bal-Bals devour corpses. Once it has eaten its fill, it leaves the trunk of a banana tree in the coffins of its prey. Using magic it casts an illusion to trick anyone who sees it into thinking the body is still there.

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Creatures All #16 - Baku

Baku are tapir-like yokai that feed on dreams and nightmares. They originate from Chinese mythology, but have become well known in Japan.

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Written Works Masterpost - NSFW under the cut

Three and One - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us Fic) pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt. 4, pt.5

The Difference Between Protection and Cruelty - Jackrabbit

Safe System - Human x Orc x Minotaur pt.1. pt.2, pt.3, pt.4,

Secondary Colors & Tertiary Souls - Writing Prompt A Wizard's Will - Writing Prompt Token - Writing Prompt

Hare Hop - Ferro meets a Hare at the gym. (18+) Demon's Delight - Ferro meets the rest of the Polycule (18+)

In the Lion's Den (Commission) - Ian meets Duke (18+) In the Lion's Paws (Commission) - Ian gets some aftercare (18+) In the Lion's Pride (Commission) - Nathan is invited over to Duke's place for some fun (18+) In the Lion's Care (Commission) - Duke takes Ian to a cabin for a weekend of fun (18+)

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Token*

You were summoned to a fantasy world. As you are eager to begin your new life as the hero, the summoner explains: "Actually, our party already has one. In fact, you're only here because we need a human member in order for us to be officially recognized as a hero's party."

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Pre-slash CW: Depressive thoughts, Panic attacks.

Masterpost

"Actually, our party already has one. In fact, you're only here because we need a human member in order for us to be officially recognized as a hero's party." The startlingly tall bird-thing said in an embarrassed tone, his hands(?) wringing the fringes of his robes. Max, standing in his oversized pajamas in the center of a gigantic summoning circle, surrounded by fantastical beings in armor and robes, felt his heart sink. 

All his life he'd felt utterly useless. He’d lost more jobs than he could count, all because of his health. He’d never had a decent relationship, never achieved anything great. Then he felt warmth and light envelop him. He felt himself falling and flying through the space between the worlds. Like being gently led through a waterfall. Then there was the circle, glowing in every color he could imagine. Standing around the circle were a group of fantastical beings. 

There was the bird creature with feathers like a peacock’s. He wore shimmering iridescent robes and held an open book in one hand (Yeah we’re gonna go with hand) glowing the same colors as the circle. To his left was a slender man with a stylized fox mask and nine flaming tails cascading out behind him. On a second glance, Max couldn’t quite tell if what he was seeing really was a mask or not. Then there was a very large man, standing taller than anyone Max had ever seen. His skin was grey and covered in runic scars and tattoos. His eyes glowed a faint blue as he studied Max. 

To the bird’s right was a creature that looked almost human. If not for his long black fingers and too wide smile. He sported an ample belly and stark white hair. Finally the fifth member of their group wore blinding golden armor and stood only a little shorter than the grey man. His skin, what little showed, was covered in deep purple scales. A long reptilian tail swayed back and forth behind him. It only barely disturbed the crimson cape that hung mostly from his left pauldron. He wore no helmet, so his draconic face and ocher eyes were on full display. As was his beaming smile of dangerously sharp fangs. 

“This is really happening…” Max muttered as his bare feet touched the cold stone beneath him. “I’m gonna be a hero!” That’s when the smiles faded and the awkward glances and whistling had started. Then the bird broke the news. They stood in their semi circle around the spot Max had been summoned, and Max stood in his summoning spot, swaying ever so slightly. “What…?” Max whimpered. He hadn’t realized how broken he would sound. But the way they winced told him everything. The bird tried to perform damage control. 

“Well, you see.” He began, fiddling with his book as he spoke, “On this continent every adventuring party has to have at least one human. Usually it’s pretty easy to do that, but our hero is a draconian, and no human from this world would even entertain the idea.” He took a breath, his rambling cut sort by the clawed man. 

“It ain’t too big a deal, an we asked bird brain to find someone who would have a halfway decent ability.” He shrugged with a smile that Max thought was supposed to be comforting. Max was dumbstruck. He felt himself plop onto the ground as his knees gave out, too numb to care. They were arguing with each other, he could hear it. He didn’t look up from the runes to see. There wasn’t really a point. He could faintly feel his body protesting at his treatment of it, which wasn't that just another joy. So caught up in jubilation, he’d forgotten for a moment why he’d been in bed in the first place. Even being summoned to another world wouldn't help that it seemed. 

What would this party do when they realized he was useless? Would they just toss him aside and find some new human to fulfil whatever asinine rule this was? How was he going to survive here on his own? He’d watched enough anime to know how this works. There was no going back for him, he was stuck here. How long would it take these bonafide adventurers to realize that he was just going to slow them down? One of them was even an actual hero, which apparently was just a thing you could be here. Would they just kill him? What about… and what if.. And when the.. And.. but… 

“Breathe.” A rumbling voice broke through the static. It reverberated through his mind and loosened the chokehold his panic had gained on his lungs. “In” the voice commanded, and Max complied, letting freezing cold air into his lungs. It smelled stale, but the scent of spices hung in the air around him too. He held it, waiting. “Out.” The figure beside him said. He let a shaky breath out. Feeling settled back into his limbs slowly. There was an arm at his back, a hand on his shoulder and another on his chest. “In” the figure said, and Max breathed in. “out�� and he complied. 

He wasn’t sure how long that went on. They’d stopped arguing. Max beaked through his tangled mess of hair to see four out of five of the group looking at him anxiously. He turned his head slightly only to find the dragon man ( the draconian… the hero) carefully supporting him. His cape was getting dirty. 

“There we go,” his voice reverberated through Max’s body “you’re alright.” He reached into a small pouch on his hip and produced a piece of jerky, offering it to Max. He took it with shaky hands and tried to nibble on one corner. “Let’s go somewhere a little more cheery, then we can try this again.” He said, shooting the last part to the rest of his party who flinched as a group. 

Max barely paid attention as he was helped to his feet and let somewhere brighter. It took him far too long to realize that they were outside. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and there were two suns in the sky. He was sat on a long, with a blanket thrown over it. The fox-man drew a sigil in the air and created a bonfire from nothing. The grey skinned man was sharpening an impossibly large blade while the clawed man prepared some sort of stew. The rest of the party settled themselves as what seemed to be lunch cooked. The hero sat down on the ground right in front of the log he’d sat Max down on.

“Alright, now how about we introduce ourselves without sending anyone into a panic attack.” He said pointedly. He turned to Max, looking up at the human with a kind smile. “My name is Ardent, I’m a draconian and my class is Hero.” He turned to fox-mask and motioned for him to speak. 

“My common name is Shi.” He said, his mask moving like it was part of his face. “I am from the elf kingdom, and I have trained in the art of pyromancy.” 

“Yo!” the man still carefully preparing stew called out. His grin was filled with oversized sharp teeth. “Name’s Marrow. Ah’m a shade assassin!” He loudly slurped from a small bowl before tossing a handful of herbs into the pot. The grey man grunted as he continued to sharpen his blade. Glancing to Marrow expectantly. The shade happily slurped from his bowl again, sighing contentedly before responding. “That’s Rodus, he’s still learnin’ common. He’s a giant barbarian.” He said, passing a large wooden bowl over to Max. Max sipped it tentatively, before gulping half of it down. The flavors were intense and wonderful, like nothing he’d ever tasted before. After he’d collected himself, he looked to the last member of the group. The peacock was studying his leather-bound tome with laser focus. 

“Hey, your highness!” Ardent called, tossing a bread roll at him. The bird squealed in surprise, flailing all six of his limbs as he tried and failed to catch it. Max couldn’t help snorting in surprise as the peacock’s feathers puffed up in indignation. 

“Would you stop that!” He cried, brandishing the book, “I’m trying to figure out how we can test the cu.. I mean, the human’s, skills!” His feathers puffed up again as he spoke, clearly frazzled. Ardent snickered as the bread roll bounced off his shoulder where the bird had thrown it. He turned to look at Max, still stifling his laughter. 

“That’s our resident magician, Rahdur…”

“Prince…” Rahdur interrupted in a distracted tone as he read.

“Right, right, Prince Rahdur of the Eastern Aarakocra.” Ardent amended, “don’t worry too much about that part, he only makes me use his proper title because I dyed his feathers yellow during a ball a few years ago.” The draconian whispered conspiratorially. 

“I still think you should have gone with red.” Shi said as he sipped his stew,  “We could have matched.” The elf caught the bread roll that Rahdur hurled at him with grace and dipped it into his bowl of stew. Seeing them all interacting like this, Max felt himself becoming calmer and calmer. Ardent glanced at him and gave him the same beaming smile he’d had at the summoning. 

“I’m glad you’re feeling better. Those thoughts you were having were dangerously dark.” He said. Max’s eyes widened in surprise, but before he could speak Ardent held up a clawed hand. “Don’t worry, I can’t read your mind. My skill is called Empath, it lets me sense the type of thoughts someone is having, and their emotions when I focus.” 

“So this really is like an anime,” Max said, mostly to himself, “everyone has a skill of some kind?” 

“Indeed,” Shi said, “Usually it is reliant on species or class in some cases, but summons are always a bit of a wild card.” 

“But don worry little guy, Rahdur made sure to do some specific summoning to bring you here. Whatever your skill is, it’ll be perfect for us.” Marrow chortled. Max looked down at his still bare feet, now stained and muddied by the ground. Ardent’s clawed hand moved to his shoulder again, his ochre eyes shining in the sunlight, but looking unbelievably sad. 

“Hey,” he soothed, “no more bad thoughts. We summoned you, you’re part of the party now. You can talk to us.” For some reason, despite his thoughts and history of self perceived failure, Max believed him. He looked to Rahdur hesitantly, taking in the arakocra’s concerned expression. 

“I think… your spell went wrong.” Max said haltingly. “I know you just need a human, but you probably couldn’t have picked a worse one.” Max rubbed his aching arms, glancing down at his scrawny form hidden under baggy clothes. “I’m… not well. I’d understand if you just wanted to try the summoning spell again.” He finished with a smile that refused to reach his eyes. They exchanged distraught glances with each other before Rodus rose suddenly. He buried his gargantuan blade into the soil and strode over in two wide steps. The giant knelt and took Max’s face in two of his fingers to look into the human’s eyes. 

“We know.” He rumbled in a voice that Max could have sworn shook the ground. Max was… more than confused. There really wasn’t a word for it. Confusion was simply the closest thing he could think of. Ardent, like the hero he was, came to his rescue. Sitting beside Max and upping an arm around his shoulders. Wordlessly, Rodus moved away and back to his spot, glancing back as he did. 

“We don’t want to overwhelm you, but we knew who we were summoning.” Ardent said. “Getting you here was really killing two… no maybe closer to five birds with one stone. “ Another indignant squawk from Rahdur was ignored as Ardent continued. “Some of it isn’t really our place to say, but just know that we summoned you knowing that you aren’t fully abled. We have a spot ready for you in the caravan, and we aren’t going to abandon you.” Max was crying, he knew he was. But he couldn’t stop. 

“I’m… You wanted… me?” He hiccupped. He looked around the campsite only to be met with genuine smiles and nods of approval. Maybe. Just maybe, this could be home.

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Safe System pt.4

Valentine's Special! human hybrid x minotaur gang leader & orc gang leader

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61362583/chapters/156845101

Masterpost Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Bit was enjoying himself immensely. Sure, he had absolutely no idea why Dren and Toloch were showering him with gifts today, but he wasn’t complaining. Dren brought him a lovely stew that warmed him to the core, hot chocolate, and a large box of assorted chocolates. Bit had only ever had the cheap stuff he could swipe from vendors every now and again. This was a whole other ballpark. Every single one had different filling and were rich beyond belief. Toloch had warned him to only eat a few at a time to start. 

Toloch had also provided him with chocolates and some fruit flavored gummies that tasted of kiwi and mango. Both of them had also buried him in new plushies of varying sizes. A pair of gigantic bears holding hearts in their paws, a ridiculously soft and fuzzy unicorn, and a giant creature somewhere between a beaver and a duck colored bright pink. Bit snuggled with his new treasures and found himself dozing off. It was as the haze of chocolate and comfort was settling over him that Dren and Toloch sat a large vase on his desk, and arranged a ludicrous amount of curling red flowers in it. 

“These are called roses.” Toloch rumbled. “They are for you, from the both of us.” He gave a warm smile as Dren sat another steaming cup of sinfully good hot chocolate on Bit’s bedside table. 

“Also,” Dren said excitedly, “While we were grabbing those, we found this!.” The orc, with a grand flourish, produced a huge spire of crystals. Near the base was a large cluster of deep red gems, and from them huge points of pale pink crystal pointed towards the sky. Bit’s eyes sparkled as he turned the heavy stone in his hands. Pausing his enraptured examination of the sparkling surface, Bit beamed at Dren and Toloch. The pair instinctively clutched their chests and each other’s arms, but Bit was far too distracted with arranging his new treasure with his other crystals. 

Despite his excitement, Bit could feel the edges of his awareness being tinted by the familiar ache. His hands and feet becoming achy as his limbs began to feel heavy. Reluctantly he settled back into his bed, holding the bright red unicorn to his side as he settled. Dren and Toloch glanced at him in concern. 

“Ya alright little Bit?” Dren asked, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Bit nodded, taking a sip of the slightly spicy sweet chocolate. 

“Feeling sore.” He said haltingly. Still getting used to speaking again after so long going without. A bolt of curiosity struck him as he settled in for a rest. “Why?” Bit asked, motioning to the various presents. 

“Today is… a day to celebrate people you care about.” Toloch explained, avoiding eye contact. Bit smiled at the thought. 

“Thank you. Care about you both too.” Bit said. He didn’t see their reactions as he snuggled into his pillows and let himself rest before the pain really set in. Dren and Toloch stumbled from the room, both sporting deep blushes. 

“He’s gonna be the death of me.” Dren muttered into Toloch’s chest. The minotaur could only nod in agreement. The pair shook themselves, having plans of their own for that night. Dressed up and cleaned, the pair waited for Bit to fall asleep before heading out to their favorite restaurant. There they feasted on rare steaks, oysters, a small army of sides, and for dessert a decadent slice of cake they shared. While they ate, the pair talked at length. Catching up on projects their enterprise had been working on. Updates on the progress of the soup kitchen. Then it inevitably led to odd things Bit had done that one of them hadn’t had the chance to see. 

Then it just kept rolling from there. They discussed the updates to Bit’s growing medical files that the doc siblings had been compiling. Then they moved on to how cute their little guest was, and how gentle he was with the plants on the terrace garden. How when he snuggled up to either of them on the couch it was like having a tiny heating pad curled into their sides. How his eyes sparkled when he tried a new food he obviously liked. How they wanted to just bundle him up in blankets and hold him when his pain got particularly bad. 

“We really need to get better at communicating our feelings to him” Toloch sighed, finally broaching the subject. Dren huffed and shoved another bite of cake in his mouth. But he gave a hum of begrudging agreement as he did. Toloch chuckled at his husband’s antics. Getting him to admit that they’d had feelings for each other had been like pulling teeth. “He’s smart, and will figure it out once he’s acclimated to, you know, not being on the street.” Toloch reasoned. 

“I know, I know.” Dren groaned. The orc hid his face in his large arms before suddenly popping his head up in realization. “Maybe we can look up ways to confess!” He exclaimed. Toloch couldn’t resist tilting his head in confusion. All that earned him was a snort of amusement from his partner. The minotaur’s glare seemed to sober him up. 

“I am begging you to make this easier than when we were dating.” Toloch deadpanned. “We simply need to be more forthwrite about our affections. I probably could have explained the importance of valentine’s a bit better.” Dren gave him a lecherous grin as he responded.

“Could always practice those explanations on me, maybe explain a few other things.” The orc purred as he waggled his eyebrows. Toloch nearly choked on his wine as he fought a snort of laughter. 

“Is that a sign to finish up so we can get a room?” Toloch gasped out. Dren, with a smile that could blind the unprepared, raised his arm and shouted.

“Check please!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------Bit was drifting in and out of sleep when he decided to watch something. Everything showing was revolving around very showy dates, exclamations of love, proposals, the giving of …. 

Wait…

WERE THOSE ROSES!? Bit’s thoughts went wild as his eyes were glued to the screen. Watching countless people exchange heart shaped cards, boxes of chocolate, roses of various colors, having dinner and kissing deeply. Sometimes escalating to far more. His eyes darted around the room. 

Roses… check.

Chocolates… check.

Plushies HOLDING HEARTS… check.

Oh… oh no. 

Bit’s cheeks heated and practically glowed with a blush. Rain began to slam against his window as realization struck. Oh no, his shorts were tight. Oh… oooooooh no. Nope, not dealing with this! Bit thought as he downed his sleeping meds, shut off absolutely everything, and buried himself under his mountain of blankets. He saw his strange pink beaver duck, blushed again, and buried his face in its soft body. Before sleep could claim him, he only had one final thought. 

I’m in trouble.

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Creatures All #15 - Bakeneko Bakeneko are a form of yokai that evolve from cats, similar to nekomata. They have been known to speak and walk like humans, dance about with napkins on their heads, and spread curses.

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