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  1. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Execution: An hour had passed after the death of the Juggernaut, and within that time the survivors yet again formed an alliance, then a Democracy, then a Utopia, and finally a Dystopia writhe with pain and despair. Civilizations rose and fell with little left to indicate that they ever existed... well maybe except the copious amounts of nuclear waste drudged from the nearby sea left over from Melody's death flame, and recycled as fuel for the now-fallen war machine... but then reduced to waste once again. Yeah, there's freakin' barrels of radioactive crap just lying around all over the place. I think some of the hideous, disgusting monsters roaming around in the central island forest mutated into even MORE hideous, disgusting monsters. Though it's kinda weird we haven't seen one yet? Idk, don't look at me, I don't control them. Wam's bone headdress, a crown he sculpted out of the Juggernaut's remains that he used during his reign as Wamopatra III, was now positioned on one of the many tribal-like pikes planted around the island to ward off the evil spirits: one of which happened to be a very vengeful Franku who wished to destroy the strudel that betrayed him all those years ago. This strudel was mighty, and swift - a worthy contender in the form of a crime-fighting luchador wearing some kind of freakish bat garb. Franku believed this person to still be alive, but little did he know she was totally ded like a month ago or something. Franku then disappeared for good, but probably not - still fuming about pastries. Now a Shaman Witchdoctor extraordinaire after reading a "For Dummies" book (and brandishing a brand spanking new headdress complete with WiFi and Blutooth functionalities), Wam determined that if they were to truly survive... hoodoo and a little bit of voodoo must be used to judge which of them is guilty of being a mass-murdering Mafian (and/or Townie if you really think about it). Orlando wondered why they weren't being civil, and just present their in-depth cases against guiltiness in a court of law, and see who's story is the least believable. Wam scoffed at the mere notion: he bopped Drizzy_Dan on the noggin with his staff, and told him to get his head out of the clouds. What is this, Law & Order?? But then Drizzy wondered why he was assaulted for something Orlando said - rubbing the new red blemish on his crome-dome. To this Wam responded with a quick roundhouse kick to the face, and a systematic smackdown of Drizzy into the pavement. Kakashi_Hatake, rrhuntington, and Orlando watched with little, if any horror as Wam disemboweled Drizzy and put him back together good as new with some weirdo magic. Drizzy was winded to say the least. Fast forward 1 hour and 1 minute into the future, and before us we can see Wam slitting the wrists of each Townie one by one to see if anyone has the gooey, green blood of a dirty Mafian. As large pools of red blood began to form underneath everyone's feet, Wam concluded that this wasn't the right way either: he had consulted the spirits, summoned a crossroads Demon, performed brain-surgery on an unconscious Orlando with makeshift wooden tools, did jumping jacks and a rain-dance to appease the gods, and drank an entire bottle of drain cleaner. WHY IS NOTHING WORKING??? Kakashi_Hatake suggested that Wam go die in a hole so that they could get to work actually finding out who's Mafia. Wam concurred, and proceeded to dig out a shallow grave, and began to bury himself in it - stating that they should wake him up when this all blows over. Suddenly out of nowhere, Church - content with not being a part of this dangerously dumb story, and feeling as though he was nearly in the safe-zone - heard a "Ka-KAAAW!" in the distance from a man-sized bird. He heard some rustling above in a tree, and a light shown on him as he cranked his head upward... Perched on a branch was the surly Don cloaked in a feathery ghillie suit, and held atop his shoulder some kind of large tube with a laser sight... With absolutely no warning a gigantic frickin' beam of light shown from said tree, beamed downward onto the beach, and blasted a hole into Church's face the size of a cheesewheel. His corpse stood there for a moment before falling backward, and plopping unnervingly onto the bloody sand. The Townies, about as confused you are, wondered who was monkeying about up in the trees and quickly responded to the threat by throwing a bunch of rocks at the forest. But it was far too late: the Don had already made his getaway by swinging away vine to vine like in his favorite movie Tarzan. Wam, comfy cozy in his grave, sensed that Church was finally at peace in the afterlife along with his eternal best-buddy Cabus. Church screamed harder than he had ever done in his entire life whilst in the afterlife, and begged for any other fate than this hell. Church, Civilian, murdered by a death ray to the face. Suspect List: Orlando Yang Xiao Long Wam Kakashi_Hatake RNG Null You have 48 hours to decide who dies (or not) in the Lynch. Player List: Role Status:
  2. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Heyy, welcome back to the Weekly Spook Poll! Poll 42 - 'Best Horror / Scary Games' - is here if you'd like to read the responses, or post a late reply. This week we're sifting through some of the worst filth ever to stain the horror genre... OK maybe that's an exaggeration... What are the WORST horror / scary games? The next Weekly Site Poll will be posted hopefully a week from now when I have the time. Feel free to suggest the topic for the NEXT Weekly Site Poll in your response! SD, out!
  3. I_Make_Big_Boom
    I REALLY liked F.E.A.R. 2. Felt as though it was pretty scary despite it probably not being so. The ending was so jarring, and unsettling that it left a lasting impression on me. I'm never going to replay it though, and F.E.A.R. 3 I don't even want to get involved with. Still a good game nonetheless.
  4. I_Make_Big_Boom
    I had a tough time with Isolation too, but what caused me to hard-quit was a sudden bout of repetitious behavior from the Alien in a certain area with a hidey locker. The thing would run out in front of the locker, sniff the air, walk directly up to it and stare in like it knows I'm there, and then run off to jump into a vent. It did this 10 something times before I just quit, and never went back. It's a really good game to be sure, but I just couldn't handle the stress.
  5. I_Make_Big_Boom

    The gibbing in the Round 6 Lynch of Mafia: http://343i.org/3h0

    1. Melody

      Melody

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    2. I_Make_Big_Boom

      I_Make_Big_Boom

      Ded as doornail

  6. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Lynch: Tonight, on Survivo-... What? What do you mean 'Wrong gig'?? Previously on Dragon Bal-... Huh?! WRONG GIG!?? GEEZ! OK fine, there was a nuke, allot of people died, and all of the Townies & Mafians are now stranded on a deserted island. Happy? No, I'm not doing it over - keep rolling! This deserted island - chocked full of deadly, horrific monsters (which would mean it's not actually deserted is it?) - is so deadly that even the monsters are scared of themselves. Although the biggest thing they're scared of is a new arrival: the most dangerous monster ever to have been conceived in fact. Even more horrifying is the notion that the beast walks among men, and has already revealed himself. Though his whereabouts are unknown the Townies still suspect that he hitched a ride somehow on the Black Hawk, and crash landed on the island with them... Deciding the best way to not go totally bonkers about how low their survival rate is, the Townies made a gigantic bonfire, and sat around it on logs. How they managed to wrangle 20 10 foot tree trunks, and position them into a pyre is beyond me. The survivors all did their own things: Church & Drizzy_Dan both did interpretive dances while Orlando tried to drown himself in the shallows along the beach, but to no avail. Kakashi_Hatake was busy with trying not to die from a stroke from watching Drizzy & Church, and rrhuntington was in the middle of covering his body with war paint because it's every man for himself, and he's about to go full cannibal on that tasty Yang Xaio Long booty. Delpen9 was busy being the ignored elephant in the room while Wam tried to fix his malfunctioning Torque Bow he salvaged from the heli wreckage - if it was indeed every man for himself that would mean he would need a weapon to protect himself from the others... Preferably the most inane one available. It was after maybe 30 minutes of soul-crushing tension that Yang decided to break it by telling a sweat-inducing tale of the beast mentioned earlier, "Avast ye maties, 'ol captain Yang gonna tell yer a starry. Yarrrr, lend me yar ears! Nuh Orlando, not literally!" "Anyyar, any hope of subduing him is false - the mere sight of him is overpowering. No one is fierce enough to rouse him... yarrr... Who then is able to stand against him? Who has a claim against him that they must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to him! I will not fail to speak of his limbs, his strength and his graceful farrm... Who can strip off his outer coat? Who would approach him with a bridle? Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with his fearsome teeth?" "His back has rows of shields tightly sealed together: each is so close to the next that no air can pass between! They are joined fast to one another: they cling together and cannot be parted... His snorting throws out flashes of light, his eyes are like rays of dawn! Firebrands stream from his mouth - sparks of fire shoot out! Smoke pours from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds... yarrharr! His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth. Strength resides in his neck - dismay goes before him... The folds of his flesh are tightly joined, they are firm and immovable... His chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower milestone!" "When he rises up, the mighty are terrified: they retreat before his thrashing! Yarrr! The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or dart or-!", it was at this exact moment that Wam's Torque Bow made a "WRRRRRRNG" noise, and a bolt the size of a man's femur shot out. It flew across the beach, whizzed right past the surly Yang's face, narrowly missed Orlando's lended ear, and finally embedded itself into a profusely sweating Delpen9's right thigh - it fizzed, and threw out sparks as its fuse began to burn away. Delpen9 let out a tired sigh, and released a poot he had kept in since he was almost killed a week or so ago. Orlando tried his best to get as close to Delpen9 as possible so the bolt would take him too, but it was too late: it erupted into a fiery explosion, and launched huge chunks of Delpen9 all across the nearby beach. Remembering that Delpen9 was the Juggernaut the entire group did a victory lap around the island in celebration, but then recalled that they were still in dire straights. So they went back to the pyre, and continued being in the depressing stupor they were in before... Delpen9, Juggernaut, unexpectedly gibbed. You have 48 hours or less until Round 7. Player List: Role Status:
  7. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Votes are locked. Lynch will be up soon.
  8. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Execution: After Wam staged a mutiny aboard the stranded tugboat (initializing a destabilization of the young democracy) it soon after capsized, and jettisoned all aboard into the sea... except Melody, who had stowed away somewhere in the storage chambers along with someone else within storage. Unbeknownst to the sailors but knownst to us she was on the verge of suffocation underneath a mountain of packing peanuts when the ship did a barrel roll. All throughout the Townies' tenure on deck she was shadowing a shady figure who was also camping out within storage - they both hid within the vast space unknowing of the others presence after things got hairy topside. Her apprehension to make contact with them was due to the fact that the person in question was playing chess all on their lonesome with a bag of severed fingers turned chess-pieces. Concluding that the being was hella spooky, Melody decided the best course of action would be to get as close as she could to the person, and detonate a tactical nuclear device. However, knownst to her but unbeknownst to us there actually WAS a nuke stashed within a crate behind a wall of supplies - her current predicament underneath dangerously nonlethal packing peanuts was a result of her search for the device. Unfortunately for her this ghostly figure, having an overly dramatic reveal despite everyone expecting them to be there, REVEALED themself to be... The Don?!?!??!?! NOOO??? The Don was suspicious of the strangely repetitious scratching noises made by human-sized rats behind the crates, and went to investigate. With the Don almost upon her, and the human-sized rats giving her the stink eye atop some crates above her (readying themselves to pounce, and consume Melody), Melody made one last push and tumbled into the box she was looking for - the nuke glistening like a fresh, runny poo on the front lawn. However, the Don was made known of the plot - themself waiting to use the nuke as a last resort against the ravenous Townies if they should sniff them out - and scrambled to intercept Melody before she could activate the doomsday weapon. However, the manrats that were trained in advanced forms of martial arts jumped the Don, and did battle with them in a large arena weirdly too big for the ship. Outside, the Townies were adrift in the ocean, watching the overturned ship float farther, and farther away. Despite morale being at an all-time low Wam still held hope that the great god Destruct Septim would shine down upon him in his time of need. With a whistle of the wind Wam's prayer had been answered: a Black Hawk descended from the sky, and offered salvation to those who wished it. With his faith rewarded, Wam shoved everyone else down to use them as stepping stones to get in the heli: making very sure to allow Drizzy_Dan to get within 99.99% of being safe within the helicopter before pushing him back out into the water. Unbeknownst to you, but actually knownst to me, but also soon knownst to you, but not really knownst to the two groups of people on and off the boat... The Mexican Standoff between Melody, the Don, and the manrats (with a little help from the roaring crowd) had reached it's conclusion: the Don retained their World-Championship Crown against the manrat contenders. With their arch-nemesises defeated, the Don returned back to their original objective. However, Melody had already bypassed 149 different safety protocols in the nuke's mainframe, and was fast approaching the last. Knowing they would not be able to stop Melody's leegit hacking skills in time, the Don decided to prematurely make their leave... But before that, the Don snuck up behind Melody, and handcuffed her to the nuke to offer her a choice of demise: death by drowning, or death by her own hand upon the nuke's detonation because she has an insatiable hunger for hacking. Then the Don pulled out a literal deus ex machina in the form of a teleportation device, and vanished from Melody's sight forever. Ain't nobody know where they went, not even meself. Oh wait they reappeared on the Black Hawk with the other cannibals. As the ship sunk ever more into the depths Melody hastily attempted to stop herself from hacking the nuke, but it was far too late: the nuke was totally curbstomped by Melody. An almighty flash erupted from the device, and for a moment Melody could see the nuke crying like a little baby like the scrublord it was. A apocalyptic eruption... well... erupted with the ship as the epicenter, and the heli carrying Wam & co. was sent spiraling out of control due to the massive EMP. Drizzy peed his pants, and the peepee got in everyones faces as the bird crash-landed on an island that was deserted.... Orlando had a cow, and Frankenzer's ghost karate-chopped rrhuntington right between the eye-sockets right before running into the forest, and never being seen again. Nuclear ash rained down from the heavens as the survivors survived in survival. There on the beach looking back at the destruction before them they agreed that someone should pay for this misdeed... Melody, Civilian, nuked. Suspect List: Delpen9 Wam Drizzy_Dan Kakashi_Hatake RNG Null You have 48 hours to decide who dies (or not) in the Lynch. Player List: Role Status:
  9. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Lynch: It took 7 days, and 7 nights for Pro-Town to finally drag Frankenzer from the depths from which he descended after assaulting Composite Armour in the previous Lynch. Even though being at the bottom of the ocean was a major drag, Franku was oblivious to his folly, and the second he was free he proceeded to do a 1080p Sidewinder Jump-Kick into the the tugboat's control room: destroying the console, and stranding everyone on-board at sea. After 7 more days of tension, and now suffering from extreme starvation, the Townies on the ship began to plot against each other out of sheer frustration and hunger. As their minds began to degrade they noticed something peculiar... The man they spent so much time trying to save was suddenly a gigantic walking Mafian grilled chicken sandwich. The Don, having locked themself in a storage room full of provisions on the ship, listened to the ongoing rumble pit outside. They looked through a porthole atop a pile of crates, and before their very eyes spied as the Townies swarmed Franku as he flailed his scrumptious chicken wings around - judo-chopping every living thing within arm's reach. With a grin plastered across their face, the Don gleefully looked upon the ravenous Townies tearing Franku apart limb-from-limb. They all grabbed a plate of Franku, and sat around a newly lit flame during the young night... Frankenzer, Civilian, prepared, cooked, and devoured like the colossal chicken sandwich he is. You have 48 hours or less until Round 6. Player List: Role Status:
  10. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Votes are locked. The Lynch will be posted soon.
  11. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Tarantula Hawk. The thing has the second most painful sting ever known (that I know of), the first being the Bullet Ant. It's said to feel like getting struck by lightning, and apparently the best advice for surviving it (it's not fatal unless the shock sends you into cardiac arrest) is to lie down and scream for around 5 minutes: the duration of the pain. Like it's name suggests, T. Hawks hunt Tarantulas to use them as food for their offspring like other Spider Wasps (which are also fascinating). I may have seen only one T. Hawk in my area - the thing was massive for a Spider Wasp. Other than that I only see the smaller, more fidgety Wasps.
  12. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Heyy, welcome back to the Weekly Spook Poll! Poll 41 - 'Alternate Game-Modes' - is here if you'd like to read the responses, or post a late reply. It's October! So that means the spooks have been cranked up to 120, and Drizzy's now peeing his pants more often! Prepare for this Halloween themed special series of Site Polls! This week we're going to dig right into the filth that is horror games... What are the BEST horror and/or plain old scary games? The next Weekly Site Poll will be posted hopefully a week from now when I have the time. Feel free to suggest the topic for the NEXT Weekly Site Poll in your response! SD, out!
  13. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Look on the bright side. At least you have delicious creme filling now.
  14. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Crap, forgot to add RNG and Null to the list. Will soon fix.
  15. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Execution: Meanwhile in the Pro-Town Freedom Force Strongroom, Mr Kittens and Gibberish was in the middle of dying from the cold when a strange figure walked in carrying a syringe of strange liquid. The spectre-like being, manifesting itself as a lion to Mr Kittens but some old crone holding a cane to us because Mr Kittens is hallucinating, stated that the syringe could fix all of Mr Kittens problems. Without hesitation, Mr Kittens took the needle, and injected the Oreo Cookie Cream directly into his bloodstream to the surprise of the phantasm. Oh yeah, they forgot to mention that it was liquefied Oreos. The old codger was then revealed to be the Don, but how they managed to infiltrate the super-secret Pro-Town bunker is a mystery. Well until they said they just waltzed in with literally no resistance. Everyone else was probably out for the week or something. It was after the deed had been done that the remainder of Pro-Town returned to stumble upon the grisly scene before them: Mr Kittens sprawled on the ground - skin as crispety and crunchety as ever. They put Mr Kittens in the fridge to save for later, and afterwards vowed revenge against the Mafia... Mr Kittens and Gibberish, Medic, turned into an Oreo. Suspect List: Wam Kakashi_Hatake Frankenzer Yang Xaio Long RNG Null You have 48 hours to decide who dies (or not) in the Lynch. Player List: Role Status:
  16. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Lynch: The mob's rage reached an all-time high upon sight of the late Chicken-Noodle-Cabus. As the blood-vessels in some necks burst, and aneurysms began to brew Pro-Town hastily cobbled together a list of suspects, but before anyone could begin an analysis a sudden unanimous vote singled out Composite Armour for some reason. Most historians today chock this up to swamp gas in the atmosphere reflecting the light from the star Sirius into the Townies' eyes, causing them to frenzy. ​Composite, in the middle of deep, intellectual thought on how much Predator Tanks actually cost, was unexpectedly drop-kicked by Orlando, and reverse-suplexed by Kakashi_Hatake before being drug out to the gallows. There he was strung up by his undies to dangle for all the world to see. Feeling as though they were getting a little ahead of themselves, the drones convened amongst themselves wondering if Composite should be given a more... "spectacular" death. The mysteriously mysterious Wam emerged from the shadows with the brilliant suggestion to extract toaster strudels from the condemned, to which the hordes agreed with wholeheartedly. However Frankenzer (the mention of strudels triggering flashbacks, and causing him to go absolutely bananas) jumped onto a man-cannon, soared halfway across the map, and 720 Quadruple-Body-Slammed Composite Armor midair into some jagged rocks behind the gallows - Frankenzer afterwards plummeting into the sea, and sinking like a rock. Though heavily weakened the Ledgend endured, built to last like a tank. Before Composite could retaliate a surprise Orlando jumped Composite (seemingly waiting this whole time to finish Composite off), and pinned him in a headlock. His quarry finally within his grasp, Orlando proceeded to noogie Composite with some brass knuckles for approximately 1 hour. Apparently the Townies were too preoccupied with trying to drudge Frank from the bottom of a deep ocean trench, and completely forgot about the entire Lynch. That day, Wam vowed to never eat a toaster strudel ever again. Composite Armour, Goon, noogied to death. You have 48 hours or less until Round 5, Part 1 is posted. Player List: Role Status:
  17. I_Make_Big_Boom

    Site Poll 41 - Game-Modes - is up: http://343i.org/3gr

    1. Drizzy_Dan

      Drizzy_Dan

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  18. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Heyy, welcome back to the Weekly Site Poll! I apologize for this being extremely late. I've been knee-deep in school work, and because of this little free time is available to me. Anyway, Poll 40 - 'Halo's Expanded Universe' - is here if you'd like to read the responses, or post a late reply. Moving on, this weeks question regards modes where certain hair-brained shenanigans take place... Alternate Game-Modes. Which are your favorite and/or most memorable? For example Gears of War's Horde Mode, Call of Duty's Zombies, Halo's Warzone, or MGSV: Ground Zeroes' Deja Vu to name a few. The next Weekly Site Poll will be posted hopefully a week from now when I have the time. Feel free to suggest the topic for the NEXT Weekly Site Poll in your response! SD, out!
  19. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Execution: Church was worried. Caboose The Ace had just successfully team-killed him once again, and has now vanished - robbing Crutch of his recently acquired body he grave-robbed from some poor sucker (presumably Axilus Prime) along with the chance to utterly annihilate Caboose once and for all. Little did 'ol pseudo-ghost Church know, Caboose had been whisked away to a cold, dark locale deep within the recesses of the Mafian's domain. The Don, infuriated that Caboose kept drinking all their orange juice, ordered Caboose be brought to him in chains. The irate Don gave a bound Caboose the courtesy of choosing his own demise. Caboose replied saying he liked cold spaghetti. Having sealed his own fate, Caboose was thrown into a meat-grinder, and converted into delicious noodles like he always wanted. Church suddenly got an ethereal chill up his spine. He sensed that someplace, somewhere... Caboose had finally been put to death as horrifically as possible. And for once in his life, Church felt at ease... Caboose The Ace, Civilian, turned into a bowl of spaghetti. Suspect List: Kakashi_Hatake Mr Kittens and Gibberish Composite Armour Orlando You have 48 hours to decide who dies (or not) in the Lynch. Player List: Role Status:
  20. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Dude, those cloud effects are nice.
  21. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Lynch: Pro-Town, thirsty for Mafian blood in today's Lynch, overwhelmed Delpen9, and curbstomped him the second he shut that porta-potty door. Within seconds the Delpen9 lay crumpled on the ground like a used baby-wipe. I mean damn, the Townies are like a roaming swarm of killer bees I swear. 80% of the angry mob probably didn't even know he was the Juggernaut. The hive mind, satisfied that they FINALLY nabbed a Mafian, went home for the night without even stopping to check if Delpen9 was frickin' dead. News flash: he ain't. The Juggernaut tenaciously lives on. However, the whereabouts of the porta-potty are unknown to this day... Delpen9, the Juggernaut, loses a life. You have 48 hours or less until Round 4, Part 1 is posted. Player List: Role Status: In reality when bad things happen people protest, with a side of occasional mob violence and murders from extremists. It doesn't matter if it happened a week ago, it still happened, and people are REALLY angry about it. In the Mafian continuity when bad things happen Pro-Town protests, with a side of vengeful killing because this isn't real life, and more like a comical Salem Witch Trials where any person can be executed if they so much as breath wrong. Also, there is NO RNG backseat driver here. No Role in this game can be controlled solely by RNG if they're inactive. The same applies to the Mafia.
  22. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Votes are locked. Lynch will be up soon.
  23. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Noob alert, pls restrain yourselves: I have very little time to play, and when I do I can only do so on short car rides. Being in one spot all the time is the one major crutch of Pokemon GO. Nothing will spawn if you don't move. What would REALLY help is for those damn Pidgeys & Rattatas to stop spawning in my area. I hate these friggin things. Luckily, some pretty rad Pokemans have started to spawn, and I think it might be because of my level rising. Idk, I'm so casual with this game that I don't really care.
  24. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Daaaayuuum, that's nice.
  25. I_Make_Big_Boom
    Round Links: Execution: Whether or not the Mafians wanted an example to be made tonight is uncertain. What is certain is that the night is tranquil... No Execution right now, but that doesn't mean Pro-Town can't go apecrazy with the lynching, and the hoopin' 'an hollerin', right?? Suspect List: Frankenzer Yang Xaio Long Delpen9 rrhuntington Null RNG You have 48 hours to decide who dies (or not) in the Lynch. Player List: Role Status:
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