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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2016 1:58 am
This roleplay is between Devious desire 2 and me [ Fatal Striker]. Only us are allowed to post, but anyone else is welcomed to follow and read. Name:
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2016 2:16 am
Name: Ulrich Duivel Username: Fatal Striker Age: Appears to be in his late 20s Likes: Hot or warm places, caramel pudding, napping, and lava lamps Dislikes: Cold or windy places/days, all types of peppers, rain, loud places Personality: Reserved, thoughtful, witty, sarcastic, intelligent, caring but not too much, distant, and stubborn Bio: Ulrich was born with a twin brother to the original king of Hell. Being born more powerful than his twin, Ulrich was turned into the king of Hell once their father passed away (killed). His mother died giving birth, or so he was told when he was young. Ulrich's twin brother vanished without a trace when Ulrich was turned king. After failing to find him, Ulrich gave up the search. Lately things had been getting too hectic in Hell in many ways. On one side, some demons want to start a revolution and take down the current king (Ulrich) meanwhile on the other hand, other demons demand a queen although Ulrich rejects the idea of marrying. Extra: Ulrich isn't as cruel as he appears to be, but he must rule with an iron fist if he wants to continue being the king of hell. Appearance: [human] Appearance 1[demon] Appearance 2
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2016 2:36 am
 Name: Angela Louis Username: Devious Desire 2 Age: 23 Likes: ♡ boxing ♡ cake ♡ guitar ♡ being an aunt Dislikes: ♥ salad ♥ being lied to ♥ being trapped Personality: she's somewhat calm though can be extremely blunt about certain things, she's very intelligent and stubborn, sometimes for revenge she can be passive aggressive. She has somewhat of a temper though can be a flirt/sweet-talker to get the things she wants too Bio: Angela was born the middle child in an already strained family relationship. Her parents stayed together till she was about 7 before finally breaking it off, her and her brothers lived with their father while their mother went to God knows where, her father raised them to be successful and if there's anything they want, they should just go out and get it which was exactly why there was always a string of women in and out their house, her father just couldn't settle down fully. Her older brother got himself a good girl, is married, and basically the ideal little family from a fairytale which she wants eventually too. Her younger brother on the other hand, had a baby girl and is sorta carefree about it. Extra: she actually doesn't know how to swim and loves her niece and nephews, sometimes she's placed between her brother's arguments, being told to pick a side. If she doesn't, usually she'll be ignored by both of them for some time. She doesn't know exactly how it happens, but her younger brother will convince her to watch his daughter so she'll have her niece with her. Appearance:
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 12:08 am
 Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" Three months had gone by since Ulrich had started working at a real estate company. There were a couple of people he spoke to, but even so he wasn't the one to typically start conversation. Surely he had caught a couple of his co-workers attention with his appearance, however Ulrich didn't pay much attention to them. In fact, he didn't really see any of them as love interest prospects. After all, they were just humans and had nothing to offer him except probably sell their souls to him, but that would just mean they would be damned for eternity. Honestly, that didn't catch much of Ulrich's attention either. No one really knew who he was. So far, everyone assumed he was human just like them. In fact, there was no reason for any of them to think otherwise. Supernatural beings were not something you heard everyday, much less about the king of hell himself.
The guy was sophisticated, quiet, and devilish handsome. He surely looked like a very educated man and it was no surprise that much of the females he worked with were interested in him. There were a quite few that he actually got along with, but nothing beyond that. There was one specific female co-worker, Angela Louis, that he knew was more interested in him than the rest. Well, at least it seemed that way. Ulrich had more than enough reasons to believe it. Part of him knew that if she knew he was a demon she would run away from him. Not that he wanted to scare her, but he just wanted to get rid of unnecessary feelings she might have for him. Mostly because he was sure they were just temporarily.
In just a couple of minutes the guy would end work for the day. His plans for this weekend? Go to hell and check up on it. He hadn't exactly been eager to stay in his kingdom because of some problems that had occurred recently. Staying in Hell was almost like suicide and that's why he had decided to stay on Earth. He knew he would be safer her and with a more calmed atmosphere to think. Still, he had to go to hell at times to verify that some things were still running like they should. Looking at the big clock on the office wall, Ulrich noticed it was finally time to clock out. Quietly he collected his things and began making his way out of the office. Usually he didn't announce he was leaving because he figured it was no ones' business when he left. Well, or so he thought. "And now I'm left here wondering"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 12:56 am
   Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢAngela held in her breath as she sat on her desk, biting at the tip of the pen which was a nasty little habit she's gotten herself. Her eyes kept glancing up to the clock as he waited for the time he would leave would come. She was already clocked out since she arrived earlier than normal just to see what time he would get here. How pathetic was she? She was one knowing his address away from being a stalker. What could she do? It had just began a few months ago, whispers in the hall that there was a new worker here and that he was very good looking. She had been expecting some middle aged to late forties man who looked good for his age since that was usually who worked here, but no. She had unfortunately had to agree with the others that he definitely was a looker. She was doomed since that day she saw him. Angela made friends with him eventually, which was a step up on it's own since he didn't really talk. That's when she began to notice the things he did, how he kept to himself despite how much of a gossip the others were. No one really knew much about him and that intrigued her all the more. Most guys hopped on the chance to talk about himself, to boast about their mediocre life in hopes of impressing her or some other woman just to get into their pants when they realized some poor woman was interested in them for more than a friend. Sometimes, just showing a genuine caring nature could cause guys to think the wrong way. Ulrich wasn't like that. She knew some girls had made it more than obvious that they were attracted to him, yet he never acted on it. She knew this only because a few of those girls are such huge gossips that everyone would've been aware of it if he slept with one of them. She stood and grabbed her things, deciding that she would settle this now. If there was one thing she could learn about her younger brother, which wasn't much, it was that she needed to take risks for things. Now, would she profess that she had an undying crush on him and had imagined them in cheesy romantic movie situations? Obviously not, she wouldn't tell him that she's fantasized about their hands meeting while grabbing either popcorn or chips while watching a movie and then they just continue to hold each other's hands. She knew that she wasn't the only female in this workplace to fantasy about him, but she was pretty sure she was the only one who's first thought of him and a bed was just cuddling until they fell asleep while binge watching some television show in their pajamas. She really shouldn't let her thoughts get too wild like this. Angela pushed her hair back, part of it was held up with a clip though a few pieces had fallen out. She didn't see the point of dressing up just to ask if he wanted to go out on a date when he saw her looking like this every single day. Besides, she's only came up with this idea about twenty minutes ago. Angela's green eyes flickered up when she heard footsteps, holding her breath for a moment as she looked over at Ulrich "Hey Ulrich?" she said his name, not allowing herself enough time to actually second guess herself "I really like you, would you like to go out and see a movie sometime or maybe just get a few drinks?" she asked him, holding up her purse "My treat" she offered, hoping he'll say yes and that he knew that she was actually doing this because she liked him instead of just wanting to sleep with him. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 2:37 am
Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" Ulrich was comfortably walking away heading to the exit when he suddenly heard his name. He knew who the voice belonged too and he figured she was just trying to make small talk before he left like she did other times. Before he could answer with a simple 'yes', Angela had already started talking. Part of him was not amused by her confession. Ever since he arrived at work he knew he had been the interest of many women, including Angel. The guy was just not expecting her to say this so bluntly. That was the surprise here. Yet, not caring about the bravery it took of her to spill her feelings to him, the man didn't touch his heart when it came down to reply. With icy cold gray eyes, Ulrich stared straight at Angela's emerald green ones and with one distant glare and stoic tone voice spoke.
"I'm sorry. I'm not interested. Now, if you'll excuse me." Again, he began heading outside the office. The guy really didn't change his facial expression as he spoke. He truly was a master at hiding his feelings, assuming he had any in the eyes of any third party. The quick manner in which he had rejected her, it showed he hadn't even considered it. his intentions weren't necessarily bad, but the man was tired of women wanting to sleep with him. He wasn't a playboy, he was the king of hell. Of course he has principles and knows better than to fool around with women and their feelings. Personally, he thought Angela was nice but just as a person, nothing more. His mind was by far too busy thinking and worrying about other things more relevant to his status as king than having to worry about fangirls he had around. "And now I'm left here wondering"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 2:57 am
Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢAngela looked him in the eyes as she waited for his response, holding her breath. She hadn't been expecting such a response that had been as blunt as her confession. In less than a second, he had apologized for turning her down, said no, and already basically said his goodbye. She didn't understand exactly what was so wrong with her that he hadn't even hesitated to tell her no though if he had taken a long time then still denied her, she would've been just as confused over what his thought process had been. She felt herself moving before she even had a plan though she was always quick.to think of something. It was how she got through school and projects. She walked in front of him, blocking the exit as she looked him in the eyes, she was wearing four inch heels yet there was still a slight height difference between them. One of the things she liked about him. "Wait. At least, let's go get some drinks. It's Friday night and we're both officially off work, we should celebrate it" she told him before looking out the door, nodding her head to the left direction "There's this little bar that we usually go to after work sometimes. I don't know if you've actually gone with any of the other people who work here, but it's pretty good" she went through her purse and took out her credit card from her wallet "Still my treat as friends" she told him before she smiled a bit "Please don't make me go alone, i'd rather not get hit on by some drunk who thinks that cheesy pick-up lines about his poor excuse of a sexual organ are actually attractive" she asked him, still holding her breath as she hoped her offering was good enough for him to accept. She felt like she would go crazy if she didn't find out why Ulrich didn't even want to get a free dinner and/or drinks out of her. She knew the reason was because he was a good guy who wouldn't lead her on just for his amusement which was the reason she didn't understand why he didn't want to go on at least one date with her. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 3:00 pm
Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" The man sighed a little under his breath and took a second to consider her offering. Is she going to be stubborn about it? He wondered. In his mind the guy had already made a couple of assumptions as to why Angela was so persistent on going out with him, even if she insisted it was only as 'friends'. Looking down at his watch, he nodded as he looked back at Angela. "I suppose I have time for one drink." he wouldn't really mind getting a nice drink after work. It would surely help him relax a bit, even if wasn't planning on getting drunk. Truly he wasn't as interested in going to the bar because it was Angela, but he did know her a bit and would go as far as to admit that she was tolerable and easy going. It would get to him at times that she would cause certain situations in which they would "inevitably"meet at work, but there wasn't he really could do about it. At least not like the human he was pretending to be. I need to text Simon and let him know when to come pick me up. As soon as he finished that thought, he took out his cellphone and began texting someone. He did it pretty quickly seeing how he only texted him Location and time. Simon would understand that that meant where he would be and at what time he wanted to be picked up. "After you." Ulrich said as he held the door open for them to exit the place. Their co-workers that had overheard their conversation right now could tell that Ulrich wasn't interested in Angela, and that gave them a sense of tranquility knowing that just like the rest of them, she stood no chance with him. "And now I'm left here wondering"
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 3:40 pm
Fatal Striker ooc: sorry it's a bit short, I have a one year old leaning halfway over my shoulder trying to touch the computer -.- Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢAngela watched him, wondering exactly how much more she could be stubborn on the subject. It wasn't like she could keep him in here forever, she would have to relent eventually and allow him through. Besides, she didn't want him to not like her anymore after this. She let out a small sigh of relief when he finally agreed "I'm glad you saw things my way" she spoke cheerfully as she walked out with him, more than excited now. She kept calm on the outside as she let her hair down, running her hand through it as she waited for him to get off his phone, figuring he needed to figure out his ride at the moment since she usually never saw him arrive in a car and park it. She walked to the bar with him, walking over before opening the bar doors and walking in, sitting at the bar before she motioned for him to take the seat next to her "Order anything you want" she told him before holding her hand out for the bartender to get his attention since it was a bit crowded and he might notice that they had just come here "One cosmo please and-" she looked over to Ulrich, unsure of what he wanted quite yet since he hadn't told her. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 8:25 pm
Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" The place wasn't that bad and it was warm compared to outside where it was somewhat starting to be cold. One of the things Ulrich hated the most was cold weather. Now looking back at his co-worker he could easily tell she was used to coming to his place. Or at least was acquainted with it. Without really looking down at the menu, Ulrich looked at the bartender and ordered. "Any single-malt scotch will do." He didn't want to get picky with his drinks, especially since Angela was paying. Again, he had more or less an idea of why she had asked him to come. He didn't want to waste too much time here anyways so after they got their drinks he would probably try to make his point clear with Angel and leave.
Soon enough the bartender came along with both of their drinks. Ulrich took a single taste of his once before putting down and looking at Angela. "Did you really just invite me here to push away guys? I don't really see anyone bothering you." This was just the start of him trying to make a point. It was cleared she had lied to him in order to get him to come here with her. Well, probably not lied entirely, but for now it did seem she had made up an excuse for him to accompany her. "And now I'm left here wondering" [OOC: It's okay. Mine is short as well D: ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 9:34 pm
Fatal Striker ooc: *I do not know the price of alcohol XD is this right? Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢShe took out the money while the bartender nodded his head, immediately making the drinks before setting them down in front of them before Angela gave him the money for them "Keep the rest as a tip" she told him, earning her a small smile from the man since she had given a twenty and the drinks barely broke eleven dollars*. She took a sip from her own as she glanced over at Ulrich out of the corner of her eyes, he got straight to the point. She shrugged a bit "You'll be surprised, it's technically not that late yet for guys to be too drunk, but if you left and I lost track of time, there would be a guy here" she replied nonchalantly before shaking her head "So it is a reason I brought you here, but it's not the main" she gave him a small smile as she shook her head "I'm sorry that I made up that excuse and promised to come here as friends with you, but the reality still is that I still like you very much and would still love to be your girlfriend" she told him as she pushed her hair back, staring down at her drink for a moment as she stayed quiet, trying to find the right words to say so she didn't sound like an idiot. "So when you said no, I couldn't think of a reason that you didn't want to at least get a free dinner or drinks out of me for. What's so wrong with my intentions that you didn't even mull over the idea of a date?" she asked him, looking from her drink up to him before she took a sip of her drink "I hadn't expected for you to reject me so quickly without any other excuse besides you're not interested. You said it so calmly too that i'm pretty sure i'm most likely not the first woman you have ever said that to, which is a bit annoying that you treated me like the rest of the lot"ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 11:31 pm
Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" Ulrich allowed himself to smirk a little and take another sip of his drink before once again speaking. It wasn't like him to exchange more than a couple of sentences with people. At least humans that was. "Honestly? You stand no chance with me, and if your plan is to end in a bed with me then get lost." He had to admit though that she was by far the most direct women he had treated in the human world so far, but that meant nothing to him. Just like being cautious with his words was something he didn't care about either. He was neither a human nor a mere peasant so there was no reason for him to be careful not to hurt others feelings. No one really knew how blunt or disrespectful Ulrich could be, but that was because no one had really gone this far with him. Some of the guys at work had actually gone out with Ulrich though. They've had their reunions and had gone drinking as well, but never really with women. I guess you could call him a difficult catch. "And now I'm left here wondering" [OOC: Okay, this one is indeed super short but my next replies should be longer D: Sorry! sweatdrop Oh, and about the alcohol price, hmmm more or less ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 11:44 pm
Fatal Striker ooc: it's totally fine c: sorry mine is a bit short too though Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢAngela smiled at him as she waited for his response, knowing that he didn't usually talk much, still she hadn't been ready for what he had said. Did he really think that her feelings for him were purely sexual? How dare he think that she just wanted to screw him! What the hell kind of girl did he think she was. She held up her finger to him as she immediately downed her drink, not wanting to waste it since she had just paid for it. She calmly set it down before turning to face him, easy enough since they were on stools with swiveling seats, and slapped him hard on the cheek "How dare you think that all I want from you is sex!" she yelled at him as she picked up her bag, getting off the stood. She knew several people had turned when she had slapped him, meaning that there were several watchers of this event though she didn't care. Both her pride and her feelings had been hurt by his blunt response "I think it's perfectly fine to be blunt, but for your sake I suggest you don't automatically assume someone wants sex when they ask you on a date!" she yelled at him before walking out, trying to hide the fact that she was hurt still. Maybe she had been wrong for being curious, but she had never thought he would tell her that. The female walked out, walking to the office's parking lot as she got into her car, not even glancing behind her after she had left once. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 12:34 am
Ⓤⓛⓡⓘⓒⓗ ☽☾ Ⓓⓤⓘⓥⓔⓛ ⇒⇒⇒⇒ King of Hell .."I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need" What...? Ulrich had never been slapped before and much less yelled at. This was certainly a first. He was more shocked by her actions than by the actual slap. It didn't hurt but it did leave a stinging feeling on his cheek as well as redness all over it. The man was just at awe of the events, but he quickly regained his calmness and left the bar. Well, before he left he noticed that Miss Slapping Lady had forgotten her wallet here at the bar. Sighing, Ulrich took it with him placed it in one of his pockets, deciding he would give it to her on Monday when he saw her at work. Now, most of the people there stared at him as he walked out. Luckily for him, Simon was already there waiting for him.
"My lord!" exclaimed Simon upon seeing the red mark of a slap on Ulrich's cheek. "I-is this a slap mark? How dare someone lay a finger on you! Please let me rub your cheek to make the pain distribute evenly and make it hurt less!" Simon had always been a little to over enthusiastic about his job. Not that he meant wrong or anything, but sometimes he over did it just a bit too much. Ulrich would even get tired of it at times. "It's fine, Simon. Leave it." he said once as he looked out the distance thinking about the slap he had just received. Hs thoughts were cut off though when Simon got close to him and began placing his hands on both of his cheeks, pretty much massaging them. "I said it's fine, Simon!" However, his words were not enough to make the young demon boy to stop rubbing his master's cheeks. From far away, it looked like Simon was leaning in to kiss Ulrich. Surely that wasn't the case, but they couldn't control what it looked like from far. "And now I'm left here wondering"
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 4:24 pm
Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ Ｐ ʀ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ C ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢAngela went through her purse, looking for her keys when she realized one of her bigger, and more important items was gone. Where was her wallet?...She paused before resting her forehead against her steering wheel, unable to comprehend the fact that she had actually left her wallet, which of course meant she would have to go back to him. Angela let out a small sigh before getting out of her car. She'll just go back, walk in, take her wallet, and leave again. She stretched her arms above her head as she walked back, trying to think of any smart alec replies that she might need to tell him, she didn't want to be left speechless because he had time to think about what he wanted to say. Angela ran a hand through her hair as she looked around, hoping it wasn't stolen. She noticed Ulrich from afar, how could she not? After watching him from afar, she wouldn't be able to. As she grew closer, she noticed this...guy with Ulrich. Who was he? Her cheeks blushed heavily when he saw him lean, immediately turning around so she didn't see him be kissed. Was that the reason why he never said yes to any of the girls. now that she actually thought about it, he's never really gone out with the others from the office, well not the women. She's heard that he went out with some of the guys before. Angela turned and walked back to her car, instead she called the bartender and asked if her wallet was there. Apparently the guy she was with had picked it up for her a.k.a. Ulrich. She couldn't get over the fact that he was gay. Angela let out a small sigh as she pushed her hair back again, she needed to go talk to Ulrich before he left. Angela walked over to them, unable to look up at him after what she had seen, or what she had seen before. She couldn't make herself watch the kiss, no one liked seeing their crush kiss another person "Do you have my wallet?" she asked, still a bit pissed off over what had happened earlier though she wouldn't apologize at this moment. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪs C ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ?
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