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angsty-art-ist · 2 months ago

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part 2 of the NPMD Monster High AU! seriously thank you guys for all the love on part 1, it means a lot that you like my silly hyperfixation crossover :]

a little lore note: in this AU, monsters can use magic to blend in with humans during the day, sort of like in the g3 cartoon. Hatchetfield is kind of split into the normie side and smaller monster side. the monster part of town is magically warded to make humans want to leave quickly, and monsters don’t tend to cross over into the human areas (with the exception of adults with normie jobs, like Mayor Lauter and most of the adult HF cast). Hatchetfield High is a “exclusive private school” in the monster part of town, and the normie teens, like Grace and Max, go to Sycamore.

why are Grace and Max humans if this is a monster AU, you ask? don’t worry, i have plans for them :)

Steph:

she’s a vampire because… well because she’s rich. you’ve heard of old money? these Lauters are ancient money

i had a hard time with her outfit because my main references were Draculaura and Elissabat, who are both very dressy, but i wanted to stay true to Steph’s casual grungy style… and then i remembered The Lost Boys were THEE original grunge vampires, so i mashed David and Paul’s jackets together and gave her a Santa Carla tee as a shout-out

the chains and plaid pattern tie back to Pete’s design, like the plaid of her flannel and his bow tie in the show <3

her father isn’t technically actually a king, but runs Hatchetfield’s monster community like he is one. a close encounter with a band of monster hunters the better part of a century ago forced the monsters into hiding under his command, and Steph’s mother ended up staked. Solomon hasn’t been the same since…

Max:

his design is simpler than the others, but that’s for a reason :) the mansters usually have more boring outfits than the ghouls, so it’s not that out of place for Monster High, right? i plan to make a few more ‘doll lines’ for this au- i’m thinking Dawn of the Dance next ;)

his jacket is based on the G1 varsity jackets that Heath Burns and Slo Mo had in their first waves, but with Max’s iconic blue. i got rid of the Hatchetfield ‘H’ since he goes to Sycamore with the other normies in this AU. go Timberwolves, i guess?

his striped shirt is based on Freddy Krueger’s iconic sweater, because Max in the musical seems to take a lot of cues from Freddy; coming back from the dead to get revenge on his killers, vulgar one-liners, gruesome kills, and even a parody of the Freddy rhyme painted on the set background. one, two, Jäger’s coming for you…

side note but i had a really hard time getting Will’s likeness in this pseudo-MH style. i think he ended up a bit too Bruce Campbell-y. maybe it’s the chin.

Grace:

sorry, Grace, i’m changing your name a bit. if you need a refresher on the G1 MH lore; Van Hellscream is the Monster High expy of Van Helsing. his niece Lilith appears in the Ghouls Rule movie, but i’m stretching out the timeline a bit so let’s say Lilith is Grace’s aunt or something. Chasity is her maiden name, which the family goes by because “Hellscream doesn’t sound very Christian”

these days, the Van Hellscream’s monster-hunting legacy is more of a family legend than history, and her parents don’t even believe that monsters exist… but Grace knows that something unholy is going on at that “private school”. she may not have Great-Uncle Abraham’s arsenal, but she has the power of God and years of repressed rage on her side

design wise she changed the least from her canon outfit. she’s covered in monster-killing weapons- crosses, stakes, silver bullets, and the flowers on her blouse and jeans are alliums, aka garlic flowers- which, fun fact, were originally thought to be what repelled vampires, rather than garlic bulbs!

her blouse is based on Nancy’s nightdress in Nightmare on Elm Street to match with Max’s Freddy stripes

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dylanwangfucker69 · 1 year ago

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And also when home girl said they don’t look smart and Heath said “guilty”

I can’t get over Heath saying “Dog meat is fire”

#what an icon #monster high 2 #monster high 2 spoilers #heath burns

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bonefall · 1 year ago

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Moorland Research Notes

I usually let these sit in my drafts because they're kinda messy, but no one actually knows anything about moorland, including myself shortly before starting this deep dive. So I'm just going to post this in the hopes that it's useful in some way

This post is about moorland in the UK, I have not done any research into moorland in other places, and then I focused more specifically on lowland heath.

Feel free to use this information for anything you so desire, and check out the sources I put at the bottom of this list if you'd like to learn more. I really hope this helps out WindClan Fans in particular

I do plan to condense what I've learned and chosen into a "Welcome to BB!WindClan!" type post at some point, but this is a REALLY broad post on what moorland is.

What is moorland?

Moorland is a broad term that lumps together several completely unique biomes, most of which are partially or completely reliant on the management of human beings. They are defined by low-growing flora and acidic soils, which makes them difficult for non-specialist plants to grow in.

These can be sorted further into upland or lowland, dry or wet.

Because many types of moorland are dominated by heathers, they are also called heathlands. Though the terms Moor and Heath are sometimes used interchangeably (and this is where a lot of confusion comes from), usually, Moor refers to upland/wet, and Heath refers to lowland/dry.

I have to stress a that LOT of the confusion is coming from this. Heather will grow in both, and the terms get used interchangeably, but an upland/wet moor is FUNDAMENTALLY different from a lowland/dry heath, down to the very soil.

Most specialists will open up an explanation by defining how they're using the Moor/Heath distinction, and will stick to those terms, but just keep in mind that in casual language, ALL of these biomes get called moors, and places without any heather will get called heath.

They can also touch. There are locations where upland moor slopes into lowland heath, or upland heath kisses lowland moor, and there can be very special species that exist in the transitional space between these areas. This too is yuri.

It is not a prairie. It is not a savanna. Please for the love of god stop portraying moorland as prairies and savannas

lots of purple. why he ourple? heathers and purple moorgrass.

Common heather is also called ling, flowery bell heathers are sometimes called erica, and gorse can be called whin or furze

Maritime heath, dune heath, blanket bog, upland moor, transitional upland heath... these are all frequently lumped under the same term even though they are very different.

How are moorlands managed?

Above 700 meters of altitude and in harsh weather conditions, you get montane heath. Near coastlines, you can find maritime heath. These are the only two that are completely "natural" and require no human management.

In wet moors, the elements will beat the vegetation down into peat. Above the peat is turf, the top layer which grows the visible flora. Peat = below, Turf = above. Peat has historically been used as a fuel, and if that bottom layer catches fire, IT IS DISASTROUS.

Because of this, most upland moors (which are usually wet and PACKED with peat) are managed primarily through grazing. There are even breeds of sheep and cattle who have been specially bred to thrive in upland moors-- such as the iconic highland cow. (Though overgrazing can be a problem, too.)

Sheep are used to graze back the heather (sometimes called ling), and in good modern practice, goats are brought out along with the flock to eat pioneering shrubs and saplings. Pigs are also used to control bracken and combat ex-pine plantations with scattered needles, because of their ability to churn soil.

However, controlled burns are still done in some circumstances and when required (LIKE BEFORE A HEATWAVE). Because of the serious danger, it's considered inferior to good grazing management. It's done carefully, in controlled patches, both to not set the underlayer of peat on fire and to make sure there is differently-aged patches of flora in one area to support different species of animals.

If peat catches on fire, it will burn for days or weeks... and can even smoulder underground after you THINK it's been put out.

In DRY LOWland heath, proper burning is common. Gorse and heather grows strong, woody, and flammable, and the thin layer of peat below can combine to devastating results when a wildfire does eventually break out. Large swaths of dry heather and gorse is an ecological powderkeg, even if it was only growing on mineral soil.

Worse, the older heather gets, the woodier it becomes. Woody heather can cause high-temperature fires that absolutely devastates new growth, leading to a slower recovery and causing a controlled burn to become uncontrolled real fast.

Burns are typically conducted in winter, when it's cold, and grazing animals are deployed in summer.

Cutting is also important in lowland management, literally cutting out squares of turf to expose the ground. This is good for mason bees, specifically.

Moorland. Is. Flammable. Fire risk = HIGH.

If you do not manage the moorland, the moorland will manage YOU. with FIRE.

Do NOT set the peat layer on fire. Whatever you do, do NOT let the peat get set on fire. PEAT FIRE BAD.

The controlled burning of moorland is "swaling", or a "muirburn."

Pigs and goats have special abilities when used in grazing management

Pigs are a tactical nuke

Sheep will graze heather a lot harder than cattle, causing grassy "sward". They should be kept away from it in winter.

MOORLAND IS NOT GRASSLAND. Sward BAD.

Cattle will graze moorgrass a lot harder than sheep and bite back any sheep-induced sward, but trample the soil with their heavy hooves.

Bones tell me about the funny cat environments

Victoria Holmes (the original writer of Warrior Cats, for those who have just walked in, still in your bathrobe and perhaps comically eating some sort of breakfast bagel, on a cat giving a detailed ecological lecture to a bunch of other cats) has spoken about how she based the environment of the Forest Territories on New Forest, Hampshire UK.

[ID: New Forest's heathland on a misty morning. It's dominated by common heather with a few sparse trees, and a New Forest Pony grazing alone.]

That means that WindClan's moor was a lowland heath, characterized by sandy soils with excellent drainage. This is consistent with the thin layer of peat, deeper layers of sandy soil and clay (as encountered by tunnelers), and lush vegetation that's seen in DOTC and Tallstar's Revenge.

If that's not enough evidence, it's also described after its destruction in these terms;

New Forest boasts some of the widest swaths of well-managed lowland heath in the entire UK. It's been managed collectively for hundreds of years, and exists in tandem with bogs and old-growth forest for miles. The heath is just as important as the trees, here!

In TNP, the forest is tragically bulldozed to create suburbs. While they were at it, they also bulldozed the geography of Great Britain because, suddenly, there is a MOUNTAIN in Southeastern England; a region notoriously flatter than the Onceler's ass

So once the Clan cats get to the Lake territories, we could be dealing with a completely different biome. They might have gone from dry, lowland heath, to wet, upland moor.

However, descriptions of the new territory are scarce, to put it lightly. In spite of the Lake Territory being the setting for the past 20 years, WindClan's land is rarely shown. When we do get a glimpse of it, like in Crowfeather's Trial, we only get told about the presence of certain species such as gorse. Because of there being no tunneling, we don't know what's exactly below the surface, either.

Occasionally though we are made aware of the presence of "moorgrass" (possibly Molinia Caerulea) and the smell of peat, pointing towards it probably being upland moor. The bigger question is actually where all the sheep are? There should be a lot of sheep here, but instead, there only seems to be horses.

Aaaaand lastly before I close out on canon material, Lungwort.

Lungwort is a herb that becomes a plot device in A Vision of Shadows. ShadowClan becomes sick with a variant of greencough, and it is said that Lungwort would be its only cure. However, it "only grows in WindClan" and the leader, Onestar, has refused to let them have this medicine.

But lungwort doesn't grow on moorland. ESPECIALLY not wet, upland moor, which we might maybe possibly be dealing with now.

Lungwort is a FOREST plant, it needs the absolute opposite conditions of a moorland. It requires moist but well-drained ground, FERTILE soil, and full or partial shade. There's no way that WindClan has it and ShadowClan doesn't, OR its neighbor ThunderClan, in the WOODS, who Onestar has no power over.

It would also poison a cat but honestly 75% of the plants they use in canon would also do that, so, whatever.

What they SHOULD have gone for is great mullein which prefers full sun and well-drained soils, so it could feasibly be found best in some parts of WindClan, regardless of which sort of moor or heath primarily makes up their territory.

What sorts of plants are found in moorlands?

In moorlands, you'll find plants that can withstand poor soil quality and full sun. In upland moors, they also have to be hardy in frequent heavy rains and high winds. Because it has conditions that so few plants are able to handle, moorland is chock-full of specialists and unique species that aren't found anywhere else!

Historically, moorland could not be used for agriculture exactly because of this. With the invention of artificial fertilizers and introduction of (invasive) pines from America, moorland is under serious threat. Even if it's just next to a pine plantation, the trees will attempt to spread.

COMMON HEATHER, also called Ling, is the big bad boy associated with most moorland, and used for a bajillion different things. First of all, it was used in construction for thatching. Second of all, it can be used as a yellow dye, especially on wool. Third, honey made from heather pollen is as thick as jelly. It's found on all sorts of moorland, and is an extremely hardy species.

BELL HEATHER, sometimes called Erica, is more commonly associated with lowland heaths. It's one of the best flowers for pollinators in the entire world, and attracts tons of insects.

GORSE, also called Whin or Furze, smells overwhelmingly like coconut. It is also covered in wicked thorns. It's highly flammable and can burn ridiculously hot, making it excellent to collect as kindle.

PURPLE MOORGRASS is associated with upland moor, but will grow basically anywhere nothing else could. It's scary hardy, surviving in acidic soil down to a PH of 2 (THAT IS THE SAME LEVEL AS YOUR STOMACH JUICE), and can grow as tall as 4 feet (and even taller, apparently, next to its bestie girls heather and gorse).

In heath, tormentil, milkwort, and heath bedstraw are indicator herbs, and wavy hair-grass, bristle bent, and vernal grasses are found here and there.

PLEASE remember that moorland is not grassland. When grasses go from sparse to common, it's a very bad sign. It means the soil is losing its acidity, and converting into a different biome.

Bramble, bracken, nettles, perennial ryegrass, and broadleaf plantain are some of the species that can indicate that a heath is becoming a grassland. A few patches or examples are fine, but if they're eating into the gorse/heather/moorgrass, it's time to call in some management.

There's also the fascinating, parasitic plant called dodder. Dodder likes to twirl around heather before suffocating it to death. Cool plant! I don't know where else to mention dodder. I just think it's neat.

Threats to Moorland

I mentioned the problems in passing through this whole post, but to restate, these are some of the major problems that moorland faces.

AFFORESTATION: When trees are added.

[ID: A sitka spruce plantation on upland moor in Scotland, followed by a clip of Markiplier who condemns it in no uncertain terms.]

American pines, such as the douglas fir and sitka spruce don't belong here. These are commercial plantations and they exist to make money, but are touted as "eco friendly" because uneducated rubes think 1 Tree = 1 Ecology Point. They provide diddly or squat to native wildlife, destroy valuable moorland which can negatively impact carbon capture, and let fools pat themselves on the back for doing nothing but put government money into a logging company's pocket.

(there are also only 3 native conifers to Great Britain-- the scotch pine, the common juniper, and the yew. All others are introduced.)

But even worse than being a wooden blight, these are wooden blights that spread. If there's a plantation nearby, it WILL begin to encroach on the surrounding moorland, and the traditional sheep and cattle will not eat the saplings. GOATS are being added to herds in modern grazing management to combat this new problem.

The native birches (silver and downy) plus the scotch pine will also move in when moorland is not managed! They are pioneer species, which success the moor into secondary woodland.

OVERBURNING: When moorland is burned too much.

Even if you don't set the peat on fire and cause an even bigger problem, too much burning is bad for the biome as well. This is often done to serve hunters, who want to perpetually keep common heather in the youngest state possible to support grouse populations... and grouse populations alone.

Properly managed moorland will be burned in sections, NOT all at once, so that there's a healthy mix of plants in different ages to provide shelter and food to the animals that live in the environment. Too much burning will decimate the insect population, and prevent peat buildup.

("Hold on Elder Bones, why is peat good?" Carbon capture and soil acidity! It's super efficient at combating global warming, and peaty soils will prevent the moor from quickly succeeding into a grassland.)

NUTRIENT ENRICHMENT: De-acidifying the soil and making the soil welcoming to other species

Specifically from dog and horse droppings, but also from the addition of fertilizers. The biggest thing that can be a problem here is how conservationists try to balance public access to these spaces with the "recreation pressure" from having too many visitors.

SOURCES

I have had to do SO MUCH READING. OH my god, this was not easy research, please appreciate this big, beautiful list of resources I am giving to you

GREAT BRITISH LIFE: A really good intro to heathland (This article was written by Katie Piercy from the Cheshire Wildlife Trust)

WILDLIFE TRUST: Heathland and Moorland, Moorland, Lowland Heath, Cheshire Heath, Bell Heather, The Roaches

BUGLIFE: Upland heath as it relates to insect populations (website contains insect-centric guides to many unique UK biomes)

NEW FOREST: Heathland information and history

NATIONAL TRUST: Bickerton Hill and the Restoration Work

WIKIPEDIA: The Roaches, Yorkshire Dales, Heath, Moorland (listen kids, wikipedia is always a great place to start. Just make sure to double-check the claims you see there.)

COUNTRY LIFE: A flowery article that describes the North York Moors (this one's just really pleasant!)

AN ACTUAL LOWLAND HEATH ECOLOGIST: Dr. Sophie Lake's Presentation for the NPMS (This is the most detailed and proper source on this list, if you want to learn some serious info, PLEASE check this one out)

#Moorland #Lowland Heath #WindClan #hello everyone I hyperfixated on this for 12 hours straight

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mazstars · 3 days ago

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need to know your opinions on g3 habbey 🙏🏻

Yall wrong for asking me questions about habbey because you know I will never shut the fuck up now ( pls keep asking, I’m desperate to talk about them)

Uh anyways I have very mixed feelings about them tbh. I really like the fact that mattel FINALLY grabbed their balls and made Abbey taller and curvier. And somehow they did the impossible and made Heath even uglier, but whatever.

I think Heath being the son of Hades has some pretty good potential. Because that would make Heath immortal and Abbey mortal which could make some rlly good angst. But idk I haven’t watched much of the show but so far it seems like they did nothing with that.

Overall I think they’re cute. But that’s it. They’re just cute. As much as I fucking whine about g1 Habbey’s slow burn and situationship, that’s like the heart of Habbey.

I think g3 thinks that people only like Habbey because of their opposites attract gimmick when really that’s like maybe the third most critical thing in their relationship.

What made their relationship in g1 so unique is because of their willingness to wait and better themselves in order to be with each other. They don’t immediately get together despite their initial attraction to each other because they most likely would end in bad terms. Heath was still stuck in his arrogant and flirty behavior. And Abbey was too reserved to let anyone in her walls.

And yeah maybe waiting two years for them to be official was overkill, but they needed it because they developed and learned how to balance each other out.

And then of course how they shared common challenges of fitting in and feeling misunderstood and then finding solace within each other.

But g3 just kinda fast forwards all of that crucial development and makes them instantly get together which kinda weakens the attraction to their relationship.

Not even mentioning how g3 wiped away their iconic behaviors and flaws from g1, which once again takes away any chance of development or addition of depth to their relationship.

I understand that it’s a reboot and with reboots comes new features and all that. And I still think g3 habbey is a cute couple and I’m still very biased towards them.

But comparing them to g1, sorry g1 will always have a special spot for me and their development surpasses any other mh couple in my opinion

Anyways that’s enough talking bye !

#monster high #monster high gen 1 #abbey bominable #heath burns #habbey #monster high abbey

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darlingi-loveyou · 2 years ago

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some self-indulgent monster high headcanons

draculaura was clawdeen’s sexual awakening

but since drac and clawd are in a committed relationship, clawdeen never interfered. instead, she made out with toralei at a party once, and the two of them made it official about two months later (let’s go lesbians)

howleen bought twyla noise-canceling headphones and made her fidget bracelets for her birthday

with cleo dating frankie and nefara dating clawdia, they’re both the royal family disappointments, which has strengthened their bond since they each came out (i.e. since cleo came out to nefara, who just brought clawdia home for dinner one night)

literally none of the wolf siblings are straight

draculaura would drink blood to get melanie martinez tickets the second she learns about normie music

no one speaks to gil anymore. especially not lagoona

venus and howleen have both been taken home in a cop car multiple times for public protests

toralei, meowlody, and purrsephone expand their band to include clawdeen and frankie. their music is inspired by a mix of paramore, stela cole, and chappell roan (plz i need to see toralei do a cover of “red wine supernova”)

frankie went to howleen so she could help them figure out their identity. since then, she’s become their go-to source for other important life questions, such as, “is a hot dog really a dog” or, “how do you use a microwave please i can’t burn down cleo’s kitchen”

deuce dresses like he goes to fashion school. i’m talking crop tops and low-waisted skirts or jeans, platform boots, baggy pants, and more accessories than you can count. a bi icon. clawdeen uses him as her model for her masculine-bodied designs

heath has adhd (i would say heath-twyla-neurodivergent solidarity, but she’d actually combust if she had to spend 20 minutes with him the poor girl)

#monster high #monster high headcanons #draculaura #clawdeen wolf #toralei stripe #clawdeen x toralei #cleo de nile #nefara de nile #clawd wolf #howleen wolf #clawdia wolf #deuce gorgon #lagoona blue #frankie stein #meowlody #purrsephone #twyla boogieman #venus mcflytrap

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5-7-9 · 9 months ago

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This panel is pretty funny 😂 just because of how wish fulfillment it is

Like, you wish this happened, huh?

I don’t like it when stories use their citizens as some kind of monolith hive mind, they just suddenly get inspired to do good or bad for no reason or the reason is too superficial. It bugs me, what can i say? 🤷

Interesting part to note is how they treated people taking up Joker's masks though.

Joker’s mask seems to be what gives these hooligans the freedom to cause mayhem. I’ve already said it before, but this comic treats Joker’s smile as insincere, something to hide, fake. As if being allowed to a secretive identity removes guilt over responsibility. Like when internet trolls can’t be tied to their face. This is expanded on through Alex Kayes the best. Although I don’t like her character’s existence, she highlights the part of Joker’s legacy that was perhaps misguidedly applied to Joker. Social media and public outcry.

Remember Logan Paul’s infamous apology video? James Charles? Etc. social media people? The comic even got the YouTube logo on it.

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Red Flag is having a political podcast 🚩😙 sorry~ but if you’re anything like Andrew Tate, the alt-right pipeline is one you don’t want to stay in. Don’t believe everything you hear.

“It’s about sending a message” …was it hate speech? Jkjk. But this is exactly what Heath Ledger’s Joker’s mission in The Dark Knight Rises movie by Chris Nolan was like.

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He was also described by Alfred as “Someone people just want to watch the world burn” with absolutely no reason to be evil, he just is evil 🙃 So there is some similarity to Punchline to this movie’s Joker.

Social media and the constant criticisms done by people reacting and adding their own stuff like idk tiktok i guess? Oh right, the comic said it, yeah. Idk any tiktok challenges like this one, so no video example 🤷

Joker War was also mentioned in other comics. I think it’s interesting how Bao Pham’s origins with Joker and Harley was, and his eventual rise to being Joker Hunter and protecting his city. Then i think he left eventually (idk). Huh.

More Punchline, this time from oftentimes copaganda and all times police commissioner Jim Gordon! More teenagers that support Punchline being bullies, what else is new. I totally forgot what I wanted to say, so I’ll just skip to the end of what I really wanted to comment on. Y’know I only recently learned about this so that’s why I’m talking about it but I think it was really awesome that Joker 2019 traveled all the way around the world because people were using his face masks in activism. That’s the positive side of having a brand, DC comics can go across countries and be recognizable. The more recognizable you are, the more people hear you. That’s what happened in the case with the Joker from the protests in Lebonon, Chile, Hong Kong, Bolivia, Colombia, Spain, Catalonia, and Ecuador (there may have been more but idk). (Warning! Talks of death and possible SA in this video!)

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(I’d like to take a special time to acknowledge the Iraq Joker (mustafa makki kareem) since I found a rather in-depth interview video of his efforts). (This was 4 years ago, so I’m afraid the political landscape of Iraq has taken a turn… I hope he’s okay).

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An interview with some Hong Kong protestors that wear masks to protect their identity. Interestingly enough, this video calls the mask similar to Batman :)

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Also they mention reasons for hiding their identity, and methods!

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There’s a few clips of Bolivia’s Joker too

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Some faces of Lebonon Jokers (this video is edited with TDK Bane’s message but the original video isn’t allowed in my country?)

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More edits of Chile Lebonon and Hong Kong (again, original video linked in description but unavailable to me)

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In fact, that’s what happened to the Joker 2019 movie. Nowhere in the comics had Joker been depicted as he was in that movie, a victim of an oppressive system. That movie essentially took back a villain and made him this icon. That was the first time ever after Joker’s further evilization after “The Dark Knight Rises” and “Death In The Family” and “The Killing Joke” made Joker one of the evilest Batman characters (considering the ever so slightly sympathetic side to the rest of the rouges). Not to go off on it, but I think it really was a good thing for Joker. I think his criminalization crossed a line at some point, so in a way, this makes up for it.

Of course, even with all of this, it’d be unfair of me to not mention all the bad that did come from Joker. I will not discount that. And no- the 2012 Aurora shooter James Holms had orange dyed hair and is NOT inspired by Joker, he didn’t even know the movie was going on, fyi. • The Florida man Lawrence Sullivan who was arrested in 2017 for allegedly pointing a firearm at an officer. (I reached my 10 video limit 😭). • The recreation of Joker 2019 bus killing scene with suicidal 24-year-old Kyota Hattori in Tokyo train. • The “Gypsy Crusader” or Paul Nicholas Miller was a popular troll that liked to cosplay as Joker in the 2019 movie and comics Riddler while making jokes (i think he did offensive humor?) of the “radical” alt-right stance. (Ironically, the racists didn’t want a Roma descent racist on their side 💀). He was arrested for possession of an unregistered rifle and a lot of ammunition. He also lived in New Jersey…

• 2014 Jerad Miller from Las Vadas Nevada shot two police officers and one bystander dressed as the Joker with an accomplice. Essentially doing a murder-suicide when they then shot themselves. He posted videos to Youtube of his messages. (I think there was some mental illness going on? But idk) (there is also mentions of political stuff like angry at drug laws and the corrupted government and a swatsika?) (yeah idk, it was confusing).

Yes, the criminal turned devil turned sympathetic villain leads to multiple interpretations of Joker, who would’ve guessed? (sarcasm). Even London and Clermont mocked their presidents with the clown face. It’s not entirely black and white 🤷

Still, despite all the flaws in Joker 2019’s movie, all the good that came out of it… I feel as though it outweighed the bad. So, it’s not easy to hate it. Shout out to this video analysis essay that made me critically think about the Batman movies!

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#Joker #The joker #alexis kaye #media analysis #protests #Long post #Youtube

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inkmonster21 · 1 month ago

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Let Me In

Series Masterlist

Heath Ledger Joker x Fem!Batgirl!Reader

Warnings: TDK Plot

Bound for Life

💚🃏💜

While you were caught up in your struggle with Joker, two important figures in Gotham's society fell victim to his madness. Commissioner Loeb and Judge Surrillo were both killed without remorse.

The following morning, you awoke with a sense of determination. Despite the chaos that had unfolded the previous night, you still yearned for a slice of normalcy in your life. With a heavy heart, you got up and began tidying up the remnants of the Joker's destructive rampage in your house.

As you moved about the house, tidying up the wreckage left behind by the Joker, you realized that you didn't need constant reminders of him. The physical damage he caused was a mere reflection of the mental torment he inflicted on your life. Each crack in the wall, each shattered vase served as a grim reminder of the chaos he brought into your world. And in that moment, you yearned for peace, for a break from the ceaseless storm that was the Joker.

You tried to remain positive despite the destruction around you. Your once-pristine walls were now littered with cracks and chips, and your marble floors were fractured as if echoing the internal damage you had suffered. But you didn't let the chaos consume you. You were desperately trying to cling onto a sense of sanity, refusing to let the Joker's influence and the damage he had caused take hold of your mind entirely.

You threw yourself into mindless tasks, desperate to keep your mind occupied and away from the haunting thoughts that plagued you. The Joker, the hallucination he provoked, and the unbearable urge within you to give in to the darkness - those were thoughts you couldn't afford to entertain. So you busied yourself, cleaning and sorting, anything to escape the torment that lingered in the recesses of your mind.

As you continued your efforts to clean up, your gaze fell upon a Joker card, its iconic smile staring back at you. The words "O, Juliet" were written across its face, a cruel mockery of Shakespeare's famous love story. The comparison between yourself and Juliet struck a deep chord. Just like the tragic heroine, you too had made a choice - a foolish one in your partner. The similarities were undeniable, and the realization left a bittersweet taste in your mouth. You couldn't help but wonder if your story would end just like hers - in tragedy and heartbreak.

It was a cruel twist of fate. While the Joker would face his own downfall, be it in captivity or death, you would bear the weight of heartbreak within the depths of your soul. You would be forced to mourn silently, unable to shed a tear publicly for the monster who had left an indelible mark on your life.

Despite knowing deep down that discarding the card was the sensible thing to do, you found yourself unable to let it go. You couldn't bring yourself to burn it, rip it up, or throw it away. The card held a strange power over you, a symbolic representation of the bond you shared with the Joker. The twisted connection between you two was undeniable, and the card served as a physical reminder of that fact.

With a mix of reluctance and resignation, you placed the Joker card under your pillow, hiding it from sight yet still within reach of your touch. You left the room, aware that by keeping the token of the Joker's presence so close, you were feeding into the toxic cycle of your relationship with him. But you couldn't help it - the pull was too strong, and the pain too familiar.

Having the Joker card under your pillow became a sort of compromise with yourself. You allowed yourself to keep a tangible reminder of him but also vowed to ignore him, never speaking to him again, never allowing yourself to touch him again.

You stood proudly on the rooftop, standing tall alongside Batman as the wind caressed your face. It was a rare moment of tranquility amidst the chaos and turmoil of your life. The presence of Batman, the symbol of justice, provided a sense of stability and reassurance.

With unwavering conviction, you declared that you were a good person. You acknowledged that you had been manipulated, that you weren't a killer, and that you did not belong to the Joker. In that moment, standing beside Batman, you reclaimed your sense of self, determined to break free from the toxic grip of the Joker's influence.

No matter how hard you tried to distance yourself from him, he always seemed to find a way to infiltrate your thoughts and actions. “8th at Orchard. You'll find Harvey Dent there.” The very sound of his voice sent waves of unease through you, the memory of his maniacal laugh and twisted smile still etched into your mind.

You and Batman entered the home silently, and the sight that greeted you sent chills down your spine. Two men, their faces painted like the Joker's twisted visage, lay face down on a table, dead.

Inspecting the men closer, you discovered that their true identities didn't match their Joker facades. One was Patrick Harvey, the other Richard Dent. They were merely unlucky pawns in a sinister game orchestrated by the Joker.

The hallucination of yourself materialized beside the table, her laughter echoed through the room. She was clearly amused by the Joker's elaborate scheme, relishing in the chaos he aimed to create. "He's really going all out," she repeated, her words dripping with playful mockery.

The door burst open, and instinctively, you threw a blade towards the intruder. Your heart sank as you almost hit Lieutenant Gordon, Batman’s quick reflexes narrowly stopped the blade from hitting him. "Lieutenant! I'm, I'm so sorry," you exclaimed, your voice filled with genuine remorse.

Gordon, caught off guard but unharmed, understood the intensity of the situation. He nodded, acknowledging your apology. "It's alright. We're all on edge tonight," he said, his voice steady and reassuring. "Just be careful."

Batman, ever observant, shot you a suspicious glance. His keen senses picked up on your momentary slip, the almost deadly near-hit with Gordon not escaping his attention. He had a way of reading people, and your actions had triggered his instincts. Batman passed your blade back to you. With a calm yet commanding tone, he instructed, "Check the names."

Lieutenant Gordon carefully checked the names, and as the truth unraveled, a grim realization set in. It was evident that the Joker had indeed, in a twisted manner, killed Harvey Dent. The names on the table, coupled with the Joker's signature playing cards, confirmed the dark reality, leaving a sense of foreboding in the room.

The newspaper on the table told the tale, the Mayor's picture taking center stage, adorned with the Joker's signature red smile and blackened eyes. It was clear that the Joker was sending a message, a warning of his next target. The presence of the defaced newspaper heightened the sense of urgency, confirming that the Joker was meticulously planning his next move and daring them to do something about it.

You found yourself unable to sleep in the wreckage of your home. The damaged walls, a physical reminder of the Joker's influence, no longer felt cozy. But it wasn't just the environment that kept you awake; it was the internal struggle that waged within your mind. The haunting memories of the Joker, the hallucination, and the urge that lingered deep within you refused to let you rest.

After tossing and turning for what seemed like an eternal hour, you finally gave up on the idea of sleep. Despite your exhaustion, your mind refused to shut down. As the first faint light of dawn began to peek over the horizon, you reluctantly wrenched yourself out of bed. With each step down the stairs, a sense of disorientation washed over you, further fueled by your lack of sleep.

As you entered the kitchen, you froze in disbelief at the sight before you. There, amidst the disarray, was the hallucination of yourself, casually preparing breakfast as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The hallucination of yourself greeted you with a smile, a bizarrely friendly expression on her face. "Mornin!" she chimed, her voice disconcertingly cheerful. The sight was surreal, and you couldn't help but feel even more disoriented, unsure of how to react to this twisted reflection of yourself.

The hallucination of yourself continued her unsettling display, sliding a coffee mug across the countertop to you. The casualness with which she moved was jarring as if this were a perfectly normal moment between two friends rather than an interaction with a manifestation of your disturbed psyche.

You stood there, utterly bewildered, as you stared at the coffee-filled mug. It felt real, the heat emanating from it proving its existence. The confusion deepened as you tried to comprehend how this hallucination, a product of your mind, could manipulate physical elements so convincingly.

The hallucination of yourself seemed puzzled, her eyebrows furrowing as she wondered why you weren't drinking the coffee. “What? Not gonna drink it?” she inquired, her voice tinged with annoyance as if expecting you to act as she had intended. The coffee, though real, held an uncertain connotation in this disjointed moment. "I-” you began, your voice trailing off, unsure of how to articulate your confusion.

Her laughter, a chilling mix of amusement and reassurance, did little to alleviate your unease. "Not like I'd kill you!" she repeated, the words hanging in the air with an eerie undercurrent.

You hesitantly sipped the coffee, its warmth providing a momentary comfort in this fractured reality. Alongside the hallucination, you sat, silently observing her as she ate her breakfast. The mundane act of sharing a meal was twisted into something unsettling, a bizarre display that further blurred the lines between sanity and disorder.

The hallucination looked at you, her gaze focused and intense. "Can I ask you something?" she inquired, her voice carrying a hint of curiosity. You braced yourself, unsure of what twisted question she might pose. "Go ahead," you responded, your voice betraying a mix of curiosity and wariness.

The hallucination leaned closer, her gaze not wavering from yours. "Why do you fight it?" she asked, her voice tinged with a mixture of intrigue and mockery.

You looked at her in disbelief, “Why wouldn’t I? I end up like you if I don’t! And look at you! you’re crazy.” You shake your head, “I’m not going to fry my hair and wear booty shorts in February!”

The hallucination snickered, her amusement evident at your defiant response. "I’m crazy?!" she retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The hallucination took a bite of her breakfast, her mouth stuffed with food. "You’re the one having a full-blown conversation with yourself,” she echoed, her words muffled by her full mouth. The realization of the bizarre situation you found yourself in - engaging in a conversation with a hallucination - only added to the surreal nature of the encounter.

You couldn't deny the truth in her words, yet the need to resist her influence remained strong. "That doesn't make you any less crazy," you shot back, trying to assert some semblance of control in this disjointed interaction.

The hallucination continued to exude nonchalance, carefree in her distorted state of mind. "So? Do you see me crying about it?" she remarked with a touch of arrogance. Her lack of concern for the absurdity of the situation only added another layer of unease to your already chaotic mind.

"You could've been an amazing hero! You could've helped people!" you exclaimed, the words laden with a mix of disappointment and disbelief at the path the hallucination had taken.

Your outburst, fueled by a mixture of frustration and desperation, echoed in the room as you slammed your hands on the table. The hallucination sat calmly, her gaze unflinching as she looked up at you through her lashes.

Her smirk widened, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery. "Yeah? Think those people would do the same for you?" she retorted, her words cutting through the air like a cold blade.

The ringing of the phone shattered the tense atmosphere, interrupting the escalating conversation between you and the hallucination. The unexpected sound created a stark contrast, jolting your attention away from the surreal exchange. Your fingers trembled slightly as you picked up the phone, your mind still reeling. The voice on the other end spoke urgently, cutting through the lingering haze of your disrupted thoughts.

Bruce's voice cut through the chaos, his words leaving no room for argument. "I need you to meet me down at the parade," he said, a sense of urgency in his tone. "I need your eyes ground level, but be discreet."

You affirmed your understanding, your voice steady despite the inner turmoil. "On my way," you replied, the determination in your voice matching the urgency in your actions. With the phone call ended, you quickly gathered your coat and hurried out the door, heading towards the chaos that awaited at the parade.

As you made your way through the bustling streets, you were immediately engulfed by the frenzy of people gathered for the parade. The atmosphere was electric, a mix of anticipation and excitement that seemed almost artificial in its intensity.

Bruce’s voice crackled through the earpiece, his concern evident despite his composed exterior. “Anything?” he asked, seeking information and updates from the ground. You surveyed the crowd, your eyes darting restlessly as you searched for any sign of the Joker or his henchmen amidst the sea of people.

"Nothing," you reported back, the words slipping out of your mouth as you continued scanning the area. The parade was a clean scene of men of every ranking of law enforcement, filed in lines, marching down the street.

You navigated your way through the dense crowd, moving closer to the stage where the mayor sat, waiting to deliver his speech. The area surrounding the stage was tightly secured, and a sense of palpable tension hung in the air.

The Mayor's voice echoed through the speakers, his words carrying a mix of somber gratitude and a plea for heightened awareness. "We recognize the sacrifice of these officers. We must remember that vigilance is the price of safety," he proclaimed, his expression a mask of solemnity.

An unease crept into your bones, a sense of imminent danger lurking in plain sight. Your gaze moved among the assembled officers at the front of the parade, your suspicion heightened. You knew the Joker's methods, his penchant for blending in while sowing chaos. If he were to make a move, he'd likely do so from the front, where he could get close enough to cause maximum damage.

The Honor Guard, stoically disciplined, stepped forward with synchronized precision. Their weapons were held high in a ceremonial salute, their stoic expressions masking the solemnity of the moment.

The sound of the gunshot cut through the air like a knife, a sharp crack that echoed through the streets. The men form swiftly, readying to fire a second round into the sky. Panic ensues when the Honor Guards turn their weapons on the Mayor. This was no accident, no malfunction, but a malevolent act of calculated chaos.

You scanned the Guards. The sight of the Joker in a guard's uniform, his bare face mere only yards away, sent a shock wave through you. Your heart clenched with disbelief and recognition striking you like a physical blow.

As your thoughts swirled in your mind, a familiar voice cut through the chaos, it was the voice of the hallucination, whispering in your ear, "He's so fuckin hot in uniform.”

The Joker's distinctive scars came into sharp focus as he smiled without the customary face paint. Without hesitation, he fired at the Mayor, the sound of the shot drowning out any cries of disbelief or panic from the crowd.

Jim Gordon, showing incredible bravery and instinct, lunged forward in a desperate bid to protect the Mayor. The shot meant for the Mayor struck Gordon instead, his body crumbling under the force of the bullet.

The Joker's gaze held a brief moment of irritation as he missed his intended target. Dropping the gun, he seized the opportunity to escape, running away through the chaotic crowd.

You instinctively pursued the Joker, pushing through the crowd and weaving between the fleeing onlookers. The chaos and panic made your path challenging, but your focus was fixed on your target and closing the distance between you.

The Joker moved with agility, navigating the narrow alleys and side streets with practiced ease. His path diverged from the chaotic crowd and the thinning presence of police officers, allowing him to vanish momentarily from sight as he darted between buildings.

Your determination fueled your pursuit, nearly closing the gap with the elusive Joker. You turned corners, ducked under scaffolding, and leaped over debris in a desperate attempt to catch up to him. The adrenaline coursed through your veins, propelling you forward in a relentless chase.

The Joker took a corner, but as he stumbled, you seized the opportunity, lunging forward and grabbing him mid-descent. He fought back, wrestling with you as the two of you landed on the ground in a heap. The Joker's manic grin met your determined gaze as you struggled to subdue him.

The Joker's manic grin widened as he rolled on top of you, his weight pinning you down. His scarred face was mere inches from yours, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous mix of madness and playfulness. "Well, well, well," he teased, his voice a sinister purr, "if it isn't my favorite little bat."

The Joker chuckled, a manic glee in his gaze as he got off you and helped you to your feet. He dusted you off with an almost mockingly polite gesture, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Can't keep away from me, can you, darling?" he taunted, his voice dripping with a twisted charm.

Your thoughts became a cacophony of conflicting desires. The part of you that was driven by duty and justice screamed to cuff him, to end this chaos. Yet, the conflicting part of you, the one that was drawn to his twisted allure, wanted to do so much more. Your fingers instinctively reached for the handcuffs, almost trembling to their presence, yet your gaze remained locked on him, unable to turn away.

Each passing second felt like an eternity as you fought the inner battle within you. The metallic handcuffs weighed heavily in your hand, the cold steel a stark reminder of duty clashing with desire. The Joker stood before you, waiting, his gaze fixed on your face as if he knew the turmoil that raged inside you. He just wanted to see what you’d do.

The sound of hurried footfalls echoed down the alleyway, breaking the strange spell that bound you to the Joker. His gaze flicked towards the approaching sounds, a hint of unease replacing the smugness.

You quickly yanked the Joker with you, pulling him behind a dumpster just as the footsteps drew closer. The footsteps pounded past the dumpster, the police officers oblivious to your unexpected hiding place. The sound of their boots faded into the distance, leaving an eerie silence in their wake.

In a quick, fluid motion, the Joker's hand snaked around your waist, drawing you closer to his lean frame. You could feel the warmth of his body against yours. His grip was firm, and his gaze never left yours, studying your reaction with a mix of curiosity and sly amusement.

At that moment, all pretense and hesitation vanished, replaced by a raw, primal intensity. The Joker's grip on the back of your neck was firm, his lips crashing into yours with a mix of dominance and possessiveness. It was a kiss that was rough, claiming, and consuming in its intensity.

As you fought to push him away, a wave of conflicting emotions washed over you. Amid your resistance, you couldn't deny the truth. You had missed him, missed the intoxicating chaos that he brought into your life. The connection between you, as twisted as it was, alluring.

The resistance in you crumbled as you found yourself involuntarily drawn to him, your hands grabbing his collar and pulling him closer. Caught in the whirlwind of conflicting emotions, you couldn't help but let out a sigh, mingled with frustration, desire, and a strange sense of surrender. The proximity of his body to yours caused an almost magnetic pull, making it difficult to maintain your resolve.

The Joker, ever the master of leaving a lasting impression, pulled away from your grip, his smile widening into a manic grin. With a dramatic flourish, he pressed a kiss to your hand, the touch of his lips leaving a strange mixture of sensations. The abrupt departure left you breathless, hidden behind the dumpster.

The hallucination, always the source of commentary, gasped and fanned herself theatrically, her words filled with exaggerated delight. "Oh my god, that was so hot," she exclaimed, “you two are totally fucking later,” her voice tinged with a mixture of amusement and admiration for the Joker's actions.

Frustration and anger consumed you as you hit the dumpster in a fit of helplessness. You were torn between conflicting desires – the need to hurt him, the duty to bring him in, the urge to fight him. But each time, you were met with the same realization: that you couldn't. The Joker had an inexplicable hold over you, making it impossible to act against him.

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PRIVATE AND SELECTIVE WITH LOW ACTIVITY NOLANVERSE JOKER

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Helloooo there and welcome to my Nolanverse Joker blog. I am Penny 21+ My pronouns are she/her but they/them are okay also.

Because of the mature themes that will be portrayed on this blog absolutely no one under 21 will be admitted. If I find out you are lying to me about your age you will be blocked. No exceptions.

I am not mutuals only. Anyone is welcome to follow and send in memes and respond to my opens. I am just selective about who I follow and write with. I am very iffy about personals following if you do happen to follow, please do not reblog my asks or threads. If this becomes a problem I will be blocking you.

I am not going to reblog extreme gore, it messes with the aesthetic and starts to look like a snuff blog, but I will reblog knives, guns and objects burning for aesthetic purposes. Maybe some blood. I will tag them appropriately if this becomes a problem. I will not tag traditional clowns. But I will also not reblog them. I will only be reblogging Nolanverse Joker aesthetic gifs and pictures. And occasionally Harley Quinn.

Harleys Tread with caution and please refrain from calling him Puddin. Unless speaking to me about it beforehand. I will tag abuse and other nasty elements.

I will not write r*pe, in*est, pe*ophilia, r#cism and other nasty subjects. But I will write bloody violence, extreme gore, abusive subject matter and explosions. They will be tagged with trigger warnings. If you feel a subject/plot is too heavy please speak to me about it and we will do something else or pull it in another direction. I don't want to water him down because I like to stay true to the character but I understand if some people might be uncomfortable with extreme subject matter. However, If you are sensitive to these elements this is probably not the right blog for you.

Smut? Maybe I will write some not safe for work but it won't be cuddly or romantic. I also prefer to have a good relationship with the mun. Also: don't expect him to be your snuggly bunny. Not even with Harley Quinn. Warning: It's probably gonna be bizarre, unromantic and probably kinky. I have a separate blog for spicy interactions. Please let me know if you would like the url. I reserve that only for Joker "ships." AND YOU MUST BE OVER 21+ TO INTERACT OR FOLLOW.

My Joker is a mix of media I have incorporated from fanfiction, fanvideos and the movie The Dark Knight along with some unsaid headcanons I threw in to make him stand out amongst other portrayals. I also take inspiration from the bands NIN, Korn, and Slipknot. I feel they are the most Jokercoded.

Please Do not lift any headcanons or writing ideas from this blog. I will find out.

My gifs/icons are from fanpop, insanejournal, and my good friend chaoticjoke My theme and all other graphics and icons are from @butscrewmefirst. I use gif icons for my dash responses ooc and I use my icons for threads. I will use one or two depending on the length of the thread. I do have icons of Heath Ledger from the film Candy and Ten Things and Two Hands for youth verse and arkham threads. If this is uncomfortable for you, since Heath has passed away, please let me know and I will not use them in our threads. I will work around it.

I don't "roleplay" in the ask box. If you want to continue a thread from an ask please make a separate post and @ me in the post. Thank you.

I don’t appreciate if you only leave your own reply in our thread because when I do drafts I need to reread what my character replied to yours to keep the plot consistent and coherent.

I have other blogs besides this one. This blog is medium activity since my Joker muse is quite scarce and I have other blogs. I have Harley Quinn and also Sheldon Cooper from Big Bang Theory. Sheldon Cooper takes up most of my time, energy, and focus. So please be patient for replies. I try to get on here at night or on the weekends.

MUN IS NOT THE MUSE. I HAVE NO CREEPY WEIRD FETISHY OBSESSION WITH THE JOKER. I AM VERY FRIENDLY I PROMISE NOT TO SOUND LIKE A HARD ASS. I GOOGLE EVERYTHING. JOKER IS A VILLAIN. I UNDERSTAND THAT. I TREAT HIM AS SO I AM NOT TRYING TO REDEEM HIM.

Do not ask for verses for redemption because they will be ignored. Please do not try to change his characterization. He is a villain and unstable. That is not the canon I have envisioned for this portrayal. Thank you.

If you have any other questions just ask me. Tumblr IMs are available always.

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