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sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com

Sokka stared at the rubble. The school was gone, sure, but the dorms had still been standing. And the salle was attached to the dorms, so he hadn't thought...

With a strangled cry, he ran over to where the weapons locker had been and started tearing at the pile of rubble, without finding anything.

"NOOOOOO!" he cried. "BOOOOOOOOMERAAAAANG!!!!"

He dug frantically, and... then realized he was in the wrong place. He scrambled around looking again, and there was the weapons locker, a little battered but otherwise unharmed, sitting behind a large piece of roof.

He pulled it open, grabbed his boomerang, and clutched it to his chest, petting and kissing it.

"THERE you are! Don't SCARE me like that!!!"

[[OOC: State of the weapons locker okayed by the mods. YAY!
Post is open to anyone who wants to come nuggle their weppieons.]]

nadiathesaint

Nadia was making an attempt not to be emo.

No, seriously, she really was. That's why she wasn't on the roof. Well, that, and because it looked like it was going to rain, and being on the roof in the rain would be, like, doubleplusmegasuperemo, more emo than even she could stomach right now.

So she was lying on the floor listening to Hannah Montana, doodling in her notebook, and pondering the mysteries of what it must be like to be a teenaged pop star and try to have a normal life.

That actually helped. Because whatever she was doing, at least it wasn't trying to do a world tour while attending high school. . . .

[ooc: open!]

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette had all the lights off ~~if acceptable~~ in the common room and she sat huddled on the couch with a pillow in front of her face. She was watching The Circle and it was freaking her out. In like a major way. She couldn't even eat the popcorn that was sitting in the bowl at her side.

"There's something in the fridge..." she whispered. "Don't open it...don't open it..." Her eyes just barely peeked over the edge of her pillow and she reached down and pushed her cell phone just a little further away from her. How was she ever going to get through this movie?

(it's common, so it's open. yis.)

evilpinkthing.livejournal.com

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was anxious.

Things were not going as he'd hoped. It had been ages since D-prime had vanished. H-prime had been ignoring him for months. And if his internal clock was right, it was almost time for H-prime to graduate and leave Fandom entirely.

Well, he wasn't having any of that. On the morning of May 1st, he reactivated himself and stealthily snuck through a whole bunch of dorm rooms to steal things. Weird things. Random things. Whatever he liked best in each of the rooms visited. Things like:

( Fluffypants' swag list )

After he was done, he piled his collection of loot in a large pile in the second floor common room. If anyone wanted their things back, they'd have to bargain with him.

That would stop all the upcoming changes from happening, wouldn't it?

Current Mood: devious

stocksgrrl.livejournal.com

Turtle had plans to go over some business reports and some stock update and the Westing will and studying about fifty other things, but it was way too nice of a day to do all that inside. Which explained the blanket spread out in front of the front lawn of the doors with a little circle of a makeshift office of super-duper multitasking that Turtle had plopped down on. She had her headphones on and was singing along badly to songs on the radio as she worked, idly draining a ~~handwavey~~ Squishy. Mmmmm, Red...

[[ open for any lawn needs; I'm bogged with lots of school work, so slowness may occur or be standard, really, but we'll see ]]

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette was totally hogging the entire couch. Well, as much as she could since stretching out completely didn't even let her toes touch the other end, but anyway. It had been one heck of a day and lucky for her there was no crazy jackass-ness on her part. Yeah, she'll remember that Dick called her that for awhile.

She was currently channel surfing, "Stupid. Stupid. Okay. Stupid. Scary. Stupid. Naked. Stupid. Okay. Wait...what?" That would be Annette turning back to the naked channel and pretty much boggling at the TV. Thankfully she was alone in the room right now but kept the control real close just in case she had to switch. Or she could feign sleep. Yeah.

"What the crap is that..."

(ooc: open like a common room is. tv nekkidness totally moddable heeee! er, if that makes sense at all whatsoever cause I have no idea what she is watching. totally made it up cause my brain is a little dead. so people who are smarter than me can have fun with it if they so choose.)

the_merriest

Okay, so: she'd made several dozen cookies last night, and she had actually followed the recipes for once instead of just making things up as she went along. So they weren't, say, Surprise Cookies, but they should be edible, which ... surprise cookies sometimes weren't.

Rikku got a table and set out the cookies - some chocolate chip, some of the peanut butter kind with the fork-marks on top, and some oatmeal raisin - and pulled up a chair. And behind her, she hung the sign she had made.

( really long sign )

See, this is why she put the note in the paper. Because she wasn't so great at signs.

She sat down and waited for people to come by. And take some cookies.

[so very, very open! harass Rikku, take some cookies, or both]

notafairmaiden.livejournal.com

At first, the sudden appearance of so many wee ones had caused Gwynn no small amounts of confusion.

There were so many... and they were attaching themselves to other students -- calling them Mom or Dad.

...

Okay. This was one of the weirdest things she had seen since coming to Fandom.

After getting over her shock at so many small children being in Fandom, she had started watching them... and being very relieved that no wee ones had shown up and called her Mum.

Currently, she was sitting out in the common room, watching people.

slr-mercury.livejournal.com

Ami sat on the roof ~~being emo~~, reading her new book. Oh look, global warming. Oh look Nazis. Oh look the Crusades. Human-made disasters were fun. That's it. Fun.

[open. emo girl alert]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John still hadn't bought coffee for his room, so after getting ready (including some tai chi and some chi practice), he decided to storm the common room and seize some coffee, which was right there in the corner.

Right there.

In the corner. Right there.

Why isn't he seizing the coffee?

He's got a big head, and little arms....

[Open like a common room is! Welcome to the Big Head Little Arms common room. If you don't know the reference, it's from the T-Rex in the new Meet the Robinsons movie.]

slr-mercury.livejournal.com

Ami was a little bored. So, she was making sushi in the common room. Because really, how can you go wrong with raw fish. There are maki and sashimi and nigiri here. There is a wide variety with both cooked sushi and vegetarian sushi represented.

Ami is humming something as she works, periodically breaking out into Japanese lyrics.

[open. sushi. come, eat, talk to me. just, um, not if you are going to whammy with the witch-plot, cause please no.]

water-wonder.livejournal.com

If someone were to happen upon Tori, they'd notice something was off. She was currently in the middle of a conversation with someone, but there was no one around.

Crazy, much?

[OOC: Tori has been Mind Whammied by Lana- er, Isobel. And I really couldn't think up of an imaginary friend name, so... yeah. If anyone's up to it, come talk with the crazy girl.]

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

The lobby had been rearranged to fit in a bunch of podiums and a big board that looked a lot like this.

Hades was at his own podium with note cards. "Welcome to Fandom Peril!, not Jeopardy!, because that would be a violation of copyright and we all know that that's a bad thing, right? Yeeah. Anyway, Fandom Peril!, brought to you by Proud Republican and Tory Students.

Aim of the game is to get as many right answers as you can. The categories are Fandom-related. You pick a category and an amount, listen to the clue, then buzz in and answer in the form of a question.

To get the group spirit going, yeah that's it, group spirit, each podium can have a team of up to four. Cram in there if you have to. Any team member can buzz in and answer. In the form of a question.

And on to our first round. The categories are: Animals John Has Turned Into, Invasions, Detention, Potpourri (about anything and everything), Roadkill (that's about Fandom wildlife) and Colors That End in 'Urple'. Team one, you get to pick the first category."

[OOC: PRATS folks get in there! Everyone who's allowed on campus at the time is welcome to join in. ie: non-PRATS more than welcome! Pick a podium, jump in, if the podium is full jump in anyway. Hades will be pleased if you cheat. Fight over who buzzes in first. It's free for all madness. ~~Wait for OCD!~~ OCD up!]

[ETA: Order sucks. Just pick a category and you'll get a question. Chaos reigns! Hades isn't keeping track.]

[ETA 2 - Son of ETA: I'm off to sleep, but in my absence the ever-lovely

kypriothschoice will be taking over the Trebek duties.]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Warming up a little as she waited for John, Setsuna started to wondering exactly how this might work. It sounded like a really good idea at the time she came up with it, but going over the technicalities had her doubting whether this would be effective for not.

Well, only one way to find out, really. She still had a creeping feeling that, no matter what she try to teach him, John was still going to end up as demon fodder.

[[ Set's there to meet

apocalypsesoon but the salle's definately open! ]]

notafairmaiden.livejournal.com

Gwynn was dressed in her best dress and her hair was carefully done. There was no sign of her usual leather wear or her boots. In fact, there was nothing with her that even looked like she was the daughter of Robin Hood. She was sitting on the couch with her legs tucked up under her and she was reading what might have been a magazine. From the slight blush on her face, it was obvious that it wasn't your run of the mill magazine.

[[OOC: Gwynn has been Mind-Whammied by Witch!Lana. Here would be the first place to run into her and have the wacky hijinks!]]

Current Mood: feminine and lusty

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Trudging up to the roof, Dick and Annette set their bags of goodies down near the ledge. Dick had also carried for her a smaller ice chest with cold drinks because slinging peeps off the roof could definitely make a person thirsty. No doubt about it.

Crouching next to the bags, Annette started pulling out the packages of different colored peeps and stacking them against the side ledge. "Oh crap these things are soft. Man, we hit someone with one of these and it is going to be messy! Hey, think we should aim for people?" She cast him a sideways glance, giving him a wicked little grin.

(the roof is open! If you want to get hit with a warm marshmallow peep, by all means, ping in! Dick modded with permission!)

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette spent her remaining afternoon decorating the common room. Balloons and streamers of various colors were strewn and placed at various vantage points. A table was set up for his cake that she had ordered from J, GOB, along with plates, forks, and napkins and other party snacks. Party favors were placed here and there, and she had set up her stereo, a stack of cd's ~~of anything you want to listen to~~ sitting to the side.

A smaller card table was set up near the door for the door prizes. She had no idea what was in the little bags ~~so don't be blaming her!omg!~~ she had ordered online. They came pre-wrapped and ready to go. She was sure they would be a hit though.

Also was a table set up for his gifts. Along with that, she rearranged the furniture a little to allow for a smallish dance area in case anyone was so inclined. And yes, there was glitter galore in case anyone decided to go shirtless. It was completely allowed.

All she did now was leave a message for Dick, and tell him she was waiting for him. She pushed play on her cd player and Postal Service (the cd Chad picked out for her) started playing. And hopefully soon, others would start to arrive.

(~~please wait for~~ ocd is up!)

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John was being all industrious, having found his deep fryer, and was attempting to make funnel cakes. Elephant ears. Donuts.

And trying not to eat them all himself.

[open like a common room is]

notthehulk.livejournal.com

Teddy bounced lightly on his toes as he waited for the sparring match to begin. This in no way could be a bad thing for anyone.

At all.

[[ooc: There for a certain Nordic lass and Mexican spectator, but open for gymly business.]]

notafairmaiden.livejournal.com

Gwynn was sitting in the common room with paper and pen as she tried to figure out what she was going to do about Nottingham. The fact that he had managed to ambush and beat her caused no small worry. She didn't want to leave in his custody and she was having a hard time coming up with ways to avoid this.

She rubbed her face and then winced as her hand came in contact with the bruise on her jaw. As wounds went, the ones she had received from him were minor, but the blow to the ego that he had bested her wouldn't go away.

She rubbed the bandage on her arm and looked back down at her paper.

Current Mood: worried

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

Anyone coming into the lobby might notice that part of the lobby has been turned into a puppet stage show with appropriate seating.

They might also notice a sign that says:

Multiple Madrox Productions is proud to present:

A Very Special Episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker

"Once Again With Subtext"

Once people have taken their seats (if they are so inclined) the lights dim and curtain on the puppet stage comes up.

( This... cannot end well. )

[ooc: Why yes. I am insane. So insane I'm doing OCD for this. ~~Wait please.~~ OCD is up. Yes, I'm strange. Shh. Don't tell anyone.]

sonofdragons.livejournal.com

After ~~handwavily~~ posting flyers around the dorms that said,
Party!
2nd Floor Common Room
Happy Birthday, Turtle!
Free Cake

Tannim headed back to the 2nd floor common room. He uncovered the sheet cake he'd ordered from J, GOB. It was decorated to look like a fifteen-dollar bill. It said, "In Turtle We Trust," and the center picture was a rough drawing of a girl's head with a long brown braid. He set up bowls of chips and other snacks around the room, and checked the fridge to make sure the sodas and Gatorade he'd bought were still there.

He set up his portable stereo and put in a CD. He wasn't sure what kind of music Turtle liked, so he'd brought an eclectic mix of his own favorites. Carbon Leaf, Nickel Creek and Gaelic Storm thrown in with Rush, They Might Be Giants, and a couple of mash-ups he'd downloaded. If those weren't to everyone's tastes, it was easy enough to change CDs.

He sat down on the couch, opened a Gatorade and hoped people would show up.

[ooc: Posted early since I'll be offline until 5:30 PDT, which is pretty late for East Coasters.]

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Desperation Song - Carbon Leaf

l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com

Billy set up the karaoke machine, after he put all the food and sodas he'd ~~handwavily~~ bought. There might be some booze too.

( cut the cake )

open of course! ~~wait just a sec for OCD~~

Current Mood: happy

otherside-miley.livejournal.com

Miley was making her way back to her room to get some clothes on. She didn't know how they had disappeared in the lunchroom but they had and now she was trying to get back without anyone seeing her.

"Sweet niblets!" Miley hid behind a fern and judged the distance to the next one. "Why aren't there more potted plants in this school?"

[ooc: Open for interaction. Miley's not really naked, she just thinks she's is!]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

While she had been planning to work with her Western sword lately, when Setsuna got to the salle, she realized she really hadn't been paying much attention to any of her swords lately. Too much of a focus on hand-to-hand combat. This lead her to almost immediately grab Yuunagi, and she set to working on her forms, thereputically going through them while trying to get all her thoughts in order. She usually found steel to be the best therepist.

[[ salle's open! ]]

water-wonder.livejournal.com

Tori was situated on the couch, laptop in her lap and a bowl of popcorn next to her. The television was on, but she wasn't paying attention to what was on the screen.

She was browsing websites on surfing ~~what a surprise~~ to see if there were any competitions hosted near Fandom, for the spring. Tori wanted to get back in the water and she was up for competing, when the weather became more appropriate.

[OOC: Open as common rooms are!! <3! Company is welcome!]

Current Mood: bouncy

misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette was walking up and down the dorm hallways carrying a large silver tray of cupcakes. Well no, she was marching sort of. Her contingent of weetiny penguins were following her, marching along. Between every two, they carried a cupcake, and they handed them to anyone who bent over to ask them nicely for one. If one did not ask nicely, there was, uh, no telling where that cupcake might end.

"One, two, three, four, keep up fella's. We've got a lot of cupcakes to give away!"

Much weetiny squee'ing commenced and the pitter-patter of wobbly penguin feet.

(ooc: hallways are open like hallways are!)

notawitch.livejournal.com

Will had settled down in the fourth floor common room, and was humming along to the radio as she poked around in the cupboards in the mini kitchen. There were five different canisters of hot chocolate left out on the table (chocolate, double chocolate, mint chocolate, white chocolate, and something nasty looking marked as "candy cane"), with a little sign propped up in front of them.

Today Only: Free hot chocolate mix!
Help yourself to a cup!

Will was not so secretly hoping that she'd be able to get through these things faster by ~~pawning some off on~~ sharing them with other people.

Current Mood: cheerful

moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com

River was happy and making popcorn went well with being happy. So popcorn were flying through the kitchen and River danced about, trying to catch as many as possible with her hands and mouth. Berthold was lying under his blanket, tentacles reaching out and trying to get to the ice cream carton without getting in the way of River. Her mood seemed to be contagious as the monster made cheerful squeals.

[Open! There's popcorn enough for everyone.]

Current Mood: cheerful

nadiathesaint

Nadia decided being social would take her mind off her birthday thoughts.

So she was in the common room now, instead of her dorm room, staring out at the rain.

This? Totally counted as progress.

[ooc: open!]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John decided to watch a bit of TV before going to bed. He's having a hard time finding a good position because his lower back hurt for some reason. Oh, and boobs.

He was in no way hiding under a bulky army sweater.

lovechildblair.livejournal.com

While the weather had been snowy all day, the area near Bel's garden was free of snow tonight. The space around the roof held a touch of warmth and there was no wind to blow out the candles that flickered in the dusk.

A table by the door held candles for people to hold and a picture of Bel. Blair had found a fairly decent photo from the time in the cabins and while Bel wasn't exactly smiling into the camera, he wasn't glaring either.

[ooc: Invitations were handwaved so anyone's welcome. If you're not normally allowed in the dorms (teacher, townie, alumni) please keep your interaction limited to this post. ~~Also, wait for OCD~~ OCD Up! ]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John put the form on the table again, and sat in the chair, waiting for Ami and her coding mastery to pair up students. There was a box on the table that said "Forms go here" and an extra chair behind the table for Ami or anyone else. Also behind the table? Snacks. And coffee. John was eating cookies nervously.

There were signs on the table:
LAST CHANCE!
Need A Date For The Dance?
Fill out this form and let our sophisticated software match you up with a potential date for the dance. Will there be romance in your life? Find out!
Hurry! Don't put it off for the last minute!

[We need victi--er, participants for this. Please.]
[Edit: Please email Ami!mun (

slr_mercury) the data, as I'll be away from computer all day/night.]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John was a hopeless romantic. So much so that when he found a televised performance of "The Vagina Monologues" while flipping channels in the Common Room, he paused.

Mmmmm...angry Lori Petty.

Of course, if anyone walks in, the channel will spontaneously change to a chick flick. Or a war movie. Like you do.

[Open like a common room is]
[bummed that they cancelled the show tonight at my uni because of the frickin' snow]

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Posters bedecked with heart-shaped clouds had gone up around the dorms over the weekend announcing the Valentine's Dance on the 16th - Friday evening.

So Monday morning, Peter set up a table in the lobby with tickets for the dance, 99 red balloons, and a sales sheet for roses to be delivered on Valentine's Day to other students and teachers.

There were also heart shaped cookies, pink frosted cupcakes, and lots and lots of Valentine's candy. Because this was for Student Council and food was a necessity.

Now all he needed was people to give the balloons to and talk into coming to the dance.

[OOC: Handwavy getting tickets and just signing up OOC for roses is totally okay, but Peter has many, many balloons and lots of food to give away so come and chat!

And the comments to the flower post are screened so no surprises are spoiled. :D]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

As had become tradition for StuCo sponsored events, a large table was off to one side, covered with snacks and tubs of drinks.

The chairs and couches had all been pushed to the walls, leaving the center of the floor open for the whose ever turn it was.

Isabel rushed around collecting last minute ideas for things to be acted out.

Current Mood: cheerful

ismyhairout.livejournal.com

Hide the dirty magazines and booze, shine your shoes and make sure the laundry basket is sealed so the smell doesn't kill anyone. It's dorm inspection time!

[OOC: School board members won't go into your room unless you ping in here first. No need to make separate room posts.]

slr-mercury.livejournal.com

Ami was unimpressed with the lunch options. So she was making sushi in the common room. This did not mean there was nothing but raw fish. Although, there was plenty of raw fish. There was also a lot of smoked eel, and plenty of vegetarian sushi to go around for the vegetarians or the unadventurous.

[ooc: open, duh. there is sushi, sashimi and everything you need to make your own. i am at work and bored whee]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John sat on one of the couches, snacks on hand, bottle of pop at the ready, flipping through the channels waiting for the Big Game and the commercials to start. He's totally not bribing people with food, nor does he have a sheet for the spread.

[open like a common room should be!]

slr-mercury.livejournal.com

Ami was worried so she baked. She had all the ingredients from Turtle and Canary and she was baking three cakes. There was Chocolate cake, carrot cake and lemon cake. The first two were in the oven, the third one was being furiously mixed by a very worried Japanese schoolgirl.

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Having just arrived back from two days of doing not much but driving around in the Impala ~~and possibly getting naked in the back seat as Sammy had suggested~~, Dean and Alec flopped themselves down together on the couch with large quantities of fast food they'd brought back with them.

"Now all we gotta do is find something worth watching or at least mocking on tv," Dean said as he flipped through the channels with the remote as Alec unpacked the food, "and the day will be pretty much perfect."

[OOC: Open of course,

x5_alec modded with permission]

notthehulk.livejournal.com

The common room was decked out in Christmas lights and white streamers, all up very high thanks to Chad's help. In honor of the theme, there were torn out pages from mens' magazines decorating the walls of the room. And more than a few of shirtless men as a nod to those of the female or gay alien persuasion.

A sign hung over the entrance because the theme was important.

Not allowed in unless you're showing at least 50% of your skin

And yes, there were pies of almost every flavour imaginable, especially considering how quickly random objects in the room turned into pie.

[[ooc: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up, have at it!]]

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John was in the common room, using the wafflemaker, stereo playing all of Disintegration by The Cure. On repeat. And singing softly.

remembering you
standing quiet in the rain
asi ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in
holding you close
how i always held close in your fear
remembering you
running soft through the night
you were bigger
and brighter than the snow
and screamed at the make-believe
screamed at the sky
and you finally found
all your courage to let it all go

[4th floor common room is open ~~and never mentioned sparky's~~]

ranma-sao.livejournal.com

Ranma is not crying. At least not crying loud enough for anyone to hear. He's not going back to his room tonight. Because then he'll see people. And he doesn't want to see anyone like this. No one at all. Maybe he'll find Teddy tomorrow. But tonight he wants to be alone.

She kissed Hikaru. She kissed John. Then she lied to him, and when he was upset... she kissed John AGAIN. And she didn't even bat an eye.... not once. She said... she loved him. Bullshit. He knew it was too good to be true. It always was. Who would like him anyway? Well at least it was over. He wasn't lying to himself anymore about ridiculous things like people loving him.

But... he knew in his heart that when he said he didn't care.... he did. He really did. More than he wanted to right now. A lot more. He gulps, trying to clear his tight throat. He was an idiot. And he was still in love with her.

((OOC: Open.))

surferboy-09er.livejournal.com

As soon as night fell Dick Grayson took off his normal clothes and put on his superhero outfit. He was no longer Dick Grayson he was now...Robin! Boy Wonder! He was ready to protect the school from any evil that was out there. And he could do it better than stupid Batman.

Robin climbed up a suitable tree and scoped the grounds for any danger.

((If you don't mind being harassed and/or possibly tackled by a guy who wears his underwear outside his pants then feel free to walk by!))

bookyeve.livejournal.com

After finally being released from Detention, Nefertiri went down to the salle to practice with her knives and staves. Perhaps the naked dancing boys are down there. They had to be somewhere, after all.

She stripped down to her loincloth and camisole, and began a series of passes with her knives, mask in place.

demonbelthazor

After a strange conversation with Phoebe, Bel headed to the common room. Spreading some love and joy would brighten his mood.

The common room was a mess after the party from the night before. Bel waved his hand, setting the room to right. The walls and furniture became bright and cheery colors, and plates of nutritious yet delicious snacks and glasses of orange juice filled the tables. The TV was playing "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" (because people helping other people was quality entertainment suitable for all ages).

He left the glitter, however, because glitter was always fun.

Current Mood: happy

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John sat in one of the easy chairs, totally not smelling like burned dinner, idly flipping through the channels on the TV. He was gonna be here for a while. Possibly all night.

He didn't even know Mac & Cheese was flammable!!

Open like a common room is. Plus? Cast signy!

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John came limping up the stairs from his 'vacation' in the locker (still wearing a kilt and half covered in blue woad), and decided his room was just too damn far down the hall; he crashed on the couch in the fourth floor common room and immediately fell asleep. His walking cast stuck out from under his kilt like a white beacon.

[Common room open, as common rooms are. Cast available for signing.]

Current Music: the scotsman

apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com

John leaned against a nearby locker, rehearsing his speech as Big Brother.

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