War Between Pokemon & Humans [PG-17] [Best Rookie July '11/Best Veteran Aug/Sep '11]

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Silence Quickslash
Jubilife City
Battlefield

The Blizzard froze Jack completely over, from head to toe. Silence was about to go finish the job when she heard a click behind her. She ducked just as a blast of fire shot over her head. She spun around while still on the ground and launched herself into the human standing there holding a flamethrower. He tumbled to the ground and Silence dug her claws into the man's shoulders than pulled them out, only to plunge them back in with ice covering them. The man screamed as the freezing cold ice touched raw flesh. He passed out from the pain and Silence killed him quickly.

She looked around and noticed that the pokemon seemed to have the upper hand in this battle when she spotted someone on a rooftop getting ready to use what looked like rocket launcher, but than again she was no expert. Completely forgetting about the frozen HR commander, she started toward the building, dodging past the main battlefield so as not to get caught up in a fight.
 
Mark vargas
Jubilife City
Rooftop Adjacent from Althalos/lydia/khufu/elixa


"RPG support available to anyone who ask to a limit of 10 shots." Mark said over his radio on all used channels. The battle wasn't going well, at all, the most they could hope for was a Pyrrhic victory, which was still un-likely. Loading a grenade in the launcher, he took aim at the biggest thing he could find, which was multiple pokemon taking cover behind a dead steelix. Again on his radio he yelled "INCOMING!" and fired. The grenade glided easily towards the garrisoned troop, impacting on the corpse of the steelix. The explosion was nothing less than massive, chunks of pokemon, concrete, rock and dirt flew everywhere. Mark yelled at the body parts. "That will teach you to try to take over OUR city, hahaha!" The door to the roof mark was on suddenly jerked open to reveal the weavile that mark shot. "Really, right now, why do these things always happen when i just start having fun." Pulling out his handgun he took aim at the chest, making it look like he was going for a head shot. "This for my rifle, and ruining my sniper spot on the other roof." Mark pulled the trigger and ran straight at the pokemon tackling it down the stairs.
 
Silence Quickslash
Jubilife City
Rooftop


Within moments of coming out onto the roof, Silence found a gun pointing at her. Without hesitation, the Weavile rolled to the side and sent a Dark Pulse in the humans direction as she got to her feet. She gritted her teeth as a jolt of pain went up her leg and focused on darting toward the man as her claws glowed purple. She whipped her claws out in front of her when she was in range and went for his heart. Just before impact, her leg buckled and the attack him a few inches below where she had been aiming. The force was enough to knock them both over. The human only fell on his back but Silence tumbled a bit further until she was to close to the edge for comfort. She started to get back up but fell with a yelp when her leg wouldn't support her. 'If my leg is broken he is soooo going to pay,' she thought as she glared at the human. How she was going to do it in her condition? She had no clue.
 
Luke Van Eyla
Jubilife City
Battlefield, war and etc.


After Luke was satisfied by the damage done, he swooped to join near the core of the battling action. Bullets from humans rippled through the air, and he jeered out, "Who shot that? Even a Slowpoke couldn't miss. Hah!" Sizzling his creamy scoop with energy, Luke beamed out radiant azure bolts of crackling frost. Redirecting his Ice Beam down, he swept across the roads and they were covered in a layer of glossy ice.

Just then, Luke saw his old friend the Umbreon, levitating upwards and reaching the same altitude as him. Just as Wade opened his mouth to speak, a barrage of bullets were targeted at the Vanillite. Deftly, the ice-cream cone solidified up metallic panels and casually reflected off the gun bullets. In the midst of the rattling ruckus, Luke made out the words "Need any help?". Chuckling playfully after he deflected the attack, Luke remarked, "You were saying?" Giving a sly wink, Luke bobbed off the roof and gracefully floated several feet above the streets of Jubilife that was brimming with blood, rage and an overall vendetta. Deeply exhaling in, Luke prepared a huge gust of icy wind and blasted a strong sweeping shivering force of air. Troops of human pawns were sent tumbling backwards and their weapons malfunction to the extreme temperatures.

Then a significantly ear-splattering explosion perked the vanilla cone's attention and icily, Luke's gaze swept over where the snipe had originated from and found himself staring at one on a roof.

"That will teach you to try to take over OUR city, hahaha!" Your city? Heheh, I'm afraid that's no longer the case.

Luke then notice the same Weavile barging right alongside the human sniper, baring her attack. The man wielded one of those noisy man-made items called 'guns' and aimed a shot at the Weavile's chest. Luke lunged forward to the roof while trying not to see the fall of a comrade. But he was pleasantly surprised. The Weavile evaded the gunshot and retaliated with her own talents of darkness. However both sides fell over and as the Weavile was getting up, she yelped sharply. The Vanillite urgently flew down and landed onto the roof, checking the leg which seemed to be the problem. There were no visible injuries, perhaps the condition was internal. Then, he quickly remembered the other sniper's presence and spun his cream cone body to face the foe.

Eying the quarry warily, Luke trembled as he pursed his lips, unleashing a draft of cold vapor at the sniper. "I'm afraid the game has changed." The Vanilllite announced, with an added casual taunt in his voice. "Human."
 
Deep in thought as Althalos spoke, Khufu tried to recall all the Typhlosions in the PokeRebel organisation. Blitz... hmm. Don't remember anyone at all named Blitz, but then I don't know everyone in PokeRebel. His eyes squinted, as they often did when trying hard to remember something, and he gazed off at nothing in particular.

Looking up at Althalos, who now was in a conversation with Lydia, Khufu sensed calm. Maybe it was the relaxed eyes, or the soft voice, or whatever. The human laid down and closed his eyes. Now would be the perfect time for Khufu to make his getaway, but something inside him disagreed. Maybe it was that he had found a human who wasn't talking to him as enemies in a war would.

Khufu shook his head in submission to his thoughts and laid down on the ground, trying to figure out why some humans could be absolute idiots, and yet others were actually okay. He knew he never would know.
 
(OOC: So, Rusty is, er, decommissioned at the moment. If he hasn't replied by the time I can next post, I'll send the order for retreat. PR, do your worst!)

Ali Krista
Jubilife City
The streets


Ali wandered the streets, stepping over the bodies of his men. It seemed disrespectful, but nothing could recover the dignity the HR were very close to losing. He reached for his talkie with unsteady hands.

"Jack? I think it's almost over."
There was no answer from the radio, and dread seeped into Ali's chest.
"Jack. Do you read me? There's too many, I think we need some serious tactical genius here or we're about to lose everyone."

Again, there was no answer.
"Goddamnit, Jack!" Ali shouted, his knuckles whitening on the transceiver. "I can't run a battle on my own!"
The radio remained silent, and so Ali thrust it in his pocket, standing to face a pack of three Mightyena.

Man, this battle is chaos. Why the hell am I in charge here?!
He picked up his radio again, speaking to all troops. "Sincerely, I wish you all the greatest of luck."

The general yelled and ran to the Mightyena, brandishing his bloody knife. "Bring it, dogs! I've nothing to lose!"
 
Alex Bryant
Eterna City
Relocation​

Alex stepped inside the large barracks that was once the City's Gym. A trooper there pointed to a section of the building for the Unit to sleep in. Alex followed the Unit over to the room. Alex stepped in the room, found a bunk and sat down in the bed. Alex looked around the room to find it crowded with people. Alex heard the door open. " Lieutenant Burns, your Unit is to head south to Oreburgh City. Humvee transportation is available for your use," the Trooper barked. " Let's head out," Lieutenant shouted as Alex and his fellow soldiers walked out of the barracks. Alex walked over to a Humvee and climbed in the backseat. Other soldiers climbed into the Humvee and the Humvee started moving. Alex clutch his M4 and looked out of the window. At least the drive is short, Alex thought as the Humvee hit a bump on to the Bicycling road. The road was worn out and in bad condition, but it still served its purpose. Alex heard a crumble. The front of the Humvee pointed downwards as his view became cluttered with steel and cement. He heard a smash, and after that, everything went black.
 
Mark Vargas
Jubilife city
Rooftop adjacent from althalos + others


The weavile was now charging mark, claws ready to kill. He walked back firing all the shots in the clip at his attacker, but missed each one. "F**k my life, my aim sucks today." The pokemon seemed to trip right in front of him and missed her target, slicing through his armor. Both of them fell but the weavile tumbled quite close to the edge. Mark took off his vest to find 3 slashes across his chest. "God damn, you totaled my vest and my rifle now, give me one good reason not to push you over the edge now." He started to get up when a familiar ice cream cone floated up and checked on the pokemon who fell trying to stand back up. Facing mark he blew a cold vapor at him. Mark dropped back to the ground getting his helmet ''iced''. He took it off throwing it at the cone for it to just smash into pieces. Mark rolled over and grabbed the rpg, but the clips were too far away. Standing up he charged the vanillite holding the weapon like a baseball bat. Vargas swung the weapon with a loud grunt, hitting the ice cream off the building. Mark's bag was a small ways across the roof, so he walked over to grab it trying to ignore the extreme bleeding and pain. The bag seemed heaver now. He reached in the bag and pulled out his only other pistol clip and loaded it in the gun. Walking back over to the weavile, he pointed the gun at its head, but put it back down. "Your not even worth the bullet." With that mark walked across the rooftops. He got to the building across from althalos. He could walk down and up the other building to get over there but it was to dangerous. Instead he rain off the edge and jumped across the gap. He knew he wouldn't make it to the roof, but he had targeted a broken window. He made the jump surprisingly and walked up the stairs with the rpg mounted on his shoulder to make it up to the rooftop. Mark had a feeling someone on the roof knew he was there other than his fellow sniper. He slowly opened the door and walked out.
 
Silence Quickslash
Jubilife City
Rooftop

Sure she was mad before, but now Silence was furious. First a tiny little ice cream cone only in its first evolutionary stage came to her rescue only to be hit by the weapon the human was swinging like a bat. Than the human walks away from her. Well, she'd show him not to turn his back on her.

Looking over her leg she found the problem. The bullet that had been shot at her earlier had lodged itself under her kneecap. She carefully cut a slit where she felt the bullet and slipped two of her claws in. She hissed in pain and bit her lip to keep herself from shouting. A moment later she pulled out the bullet and tossed it away, letting out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Silence looked around and spotted the vest the human had discarded. She tore off part of it and wrapped it around the cut as a bandage. The Weavile got up and tried putting weight on her leg and was relieved to find that the pain wasn't so bothersome, more of a slight ache. A gleeful look spread across her face as she walked to the edge of the roof and looked down at the smashed window the human had jumped through.

She was thinking about following him when she noticed something else on the opposite building. There was Lydia staring up at the clouds, Khufu laying down, and a human with his eyes closed humming to himself. "What the heck?" she muttered.
 
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Althalos Fizen
Jubilife City
Plane Wreck


Althalos woke up from his nap to the sound of Ali over his radio. "Sincerely, I wish you all the greatest of luck." the commander said. Althalos looked at his sniper rifle and thought about making a last stand for the human race against the pokemon ground forces, but decided against it. He was with one actual friend, a potential friend, and ironically, a human that was trying to kill him. Althalos looked around to see Khufu laying on the ground. "I'm surprised you didn't leave." Althalos said to him without getting up. He moved around a bit to get in a more comfortable position when Mark ran through the door. The older man was covered in multiple cuts and bruises and was panting. "You look like you've been running from a houndoom through a field of glass and fell down. What happened?" Althalos asked, concerned for his fellow sniper, but still unmoving. He looked over to the other building and saw a weavile on its roof. It looked surprised at what was happening on his roof. He locked eyes with it for a moment, giving it a clear message, "leave us alone." He then grabbed a container of neosporin from his small medical kit and tossed it to Mark, saying "Don't worry, it's not the stinging kind." Althalos then moved a little closer to Lydia and picked her up, just wanting something or someone to hold, then moved back t. The fuselage, slowly stroking her back.
 
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Alex Bryant
Route 206
Under the Rubble​

Alex regained his conscience by the horrible pain that he is in. He looked up to see a large steel beam on his abdomen. He attempted to struggle out but his attempt failed. Alex saw a man stumbling away, a hand clutching his chest. Alex yelled at him, " Hey, over here,"
the man responded and stumbled over. The man picked up the beam and threw it aside. Alex struggled to get up but he did. He saw his M4 on the ground and picked it up. He loaded the gun, looked down its sights and rested the gun. A Sandslash ran at the man and started to claw at him. Alex aimed at the Sandslash and shot it. It fell off the man's back and layed on the ground, crumpled and dead. It had been awhile since Alex shot an enemy Pokemon. Alex helped the man up. " We would be best to get out of here,"
Alex preached. The man nodded and the two struggled out of the wreck and set out towards the cliffs. Those cliffs Alex was sure was the way to Oreburgh. Soon enough, the two reached the cliffs. Alex grabbed on to a ledge and attempted to pull himself up. However, the pain was just too much.
 
Silence Quickslash
Jubilife City
Rooftop


Silence blinked away her surprise and her expression returned to being cold and hard. The human that had been resting locked eyes with her and seemed to be trying to tell her to keep away. She crossed her arms and thought about it. If she went over there, he might kill the other two pokemon. Not that she cared about them but that was her general there. Though she didn't like it, she had to believe the Flareon knew what he was doing. The dark pokemon let out an exasperated breath and left the building by the stairs, but not before sending a glare in their direction.

There weren't many humans left and she picked off any that she came by. Hearing a gasp, Silence whirled around only to freeze at what she saw. A girl who looked to be 16 with waist length black hair pulled back in a ponytail and green eyes... the same eyes that used to look at her with such care... Silence stared at the girl, her eyes widened in shock and a half-formed Focus Blast in her hands. Than anger replaced shock. "Why did you leave?!" she yelled at the human as a single hot tear trickled down her face. "Why couldn't you trust me, Lilac?!"

"Silence I...," the girl started before getting a determined look. "There's no way I could have trusted another pokemon after I saw what was happening around me. You're all monsters who don't care for your friends!"

That was the last straw. Silence's enraged screech echoed down the street as she finished charging the Focus Blast and launched it at her former friend who dived out of the way just in time. Silence slumped against a building as she listened to Lilac's fleeing steps. 'She really doesn't trust me,' she thought as she calmed down. Actually hearing it from the girl made it worse. There was no way around it. Lilac truly did not trust Silence, after all they'd been through together.
 
Alex Bryant
Route 206
Away from the wreck​

Alex fell down from the ledge he grabbed on and hit the ground hard. Alex shrivelled in the enormous amount of pain. " There is a way around," the man said. The man helped Alex up and the two walked slowly towards the incline,stumbling frequently. The two traversed up the incline all the way to the top of the cliff. " There, the easy way out," the man remarked. Alex started walking towards Oreburgh City, which was in sight. The man followed him. Within minutes of there crippled walking, they reached Oreburgh City. Alex sighed and stumbled over towards the Military Hospital, which was once the Pokemon Center. " Good bye for now," the man stated. Although Alex did not know the man, he was glad to have met him. " See ya," Alex responded. Alex turned away and staggered into the Hospital. " Hello, how may I help you," the Nurse at the front questioned. Alex looked at the Nurse. Alex thought she looked quite pretty. Alex on the other hand, was in rough shape. " I need some medical attention," Alex replied. " Just got out of the Convoy wreck,"
 
Ali Krista
Jubilife City
The streets


Ali's growl was far louder than that of the Mightyenas as he pounced into combat. In his ludicrous state, the intimidation from the three had no effect on the HR General. Without so much as wincing from the pain, Ali brandished his knife in one hand and held his gun up with his other. He danced through the dogs who bit through his flesh, leaving gaping and bloody wounds. However, his knife was doing just as much damage, and his shock gun took down the nearest in one hit.
"Come at me! You call yourself fighters?" Ali laughed maniacally, slashing the snout of an approaching Mightyena. He kicked the other under the chin before knocking the two out with his gun.

Ali knelt on the floor, panting heavily. His blood formed little pools on the floor, and so he tore the fabric of his t-shirt and attempted to stem the flow.
Finally, he made to his feet, accompanied by a dizzying headrush. As his eyes were brought into focus, he let out an involuntary yell.
Ahead of him, in the distance, he could see a horde of Pokerebels, charging towards them. There must've been twice as many there as there were HR survivors, at the least. Ali closed his eyes, picking up his radio. Jack hadn't been contactable for a while, and so it was up to Ali to make the call.

"Men, this is your general. Retreat. There are too many, I order you to make your way to Oreburgh immediately." His voice was hollow, defeated. It was all he could do not to tremble with weakness from battle.
"Do not attempt to be a hero, this is the end. Over and out."

The Pokerebel horde were too far away for Ali to attack, and waiting would be foolish in his current state. He staggered out of the main street and made for the outskirts. He'd barely felt the grass beneath his boots when he lost consciousness.
 
Mark Vargas
Jubilife city
Rooftops


"Althalos, do we have an evac plan in place? And thanks for the neosporin". The rooftop was alot more calm than the rest of the city, even though it was crowded. "make some new friends?" mark asked as he zipped up his not ripped hoodie from his backpack. He picked up his still loaded rpg and started playing with it when he heard the retreat order from the general. "Ahhh! God damn! Now what? Were stuck right in the middle of everything." Mark stood up looking for an exit frantically. "Got any ideas, anyone, and i honestly don't care who answers." Mark sat back down and pulled out his last 50. cal bullet and began fiddling with that instead of the rpg, now laying beside him. He started thinking about the last order they got, go to Oreburgh City, go home.
 
Hector Arcturus
Jubilife City
HR Base, Stairs to the tops.

Hector and the Pokemon with him had done a number on the human base. Humans lay dead everywhere. Pokemon were dead as well, but not quite as much as the humans were. It was their advantage as closer range. They were usually physically more capable than humans, and only through their guns and knives could they do any real damage. But Pokemon had their paws, their teeth, their claws, and their abilities. With them, they could do so much more. That's, at least, how Hector saw it.

The building had a large portion of the humans inside it, but Hector managed to continue piercing his way to the very top. He had hoped to run into Jack here, so that he could finish off him, and put a huge dent in the human morale, but he didn't find that likely to happen. Jack had come on plane, and he was likely somewhere in the city. Or dead, but he would have heard of it if he was dead. He knew he survived the crash.

Hector then noticed something. Some humans began to run. Hector at first assumed those were cowards, and understood they would die. But then he noticed some others had begun to run as well. It was obvious. A retreat was sounded. Hector sighed, and made his way to the top of the HR building.

He observed the charred remains of the battle. It was indeed true: the humans had retreated. Today was the PokeRebel's victory. His victory. He felt proud to stand on the top of it all. But this was the beginning, and it didn't come without a cost. Many Pokemon died this day, and they won't be forgotten.

Nevertheless, he let out a roar, a roar that could be heard across the battlefield, a roar of victory. The first of many.
 
Ali Krista
Route 207


Urghhh.
Ali began to stir, his head exploding with pain. He was aching all over, and his limbs felt too heavy to move. Ali's eyes opened, his vision blurred. He had no idea where he was, but felt grass tickling his cheek. Suddenly he felt a light pressure on his arm. His eyes focused and above his head, silhouetted against the bright sky, was a large, pink head.
"Chansey?" The head said, and Ali let out a yelp, sitting up with a jolt. The Chansey's eyes widened, and a fearful look flashed across its face. Ali looked down to see his wounds wrapped in bandages.

"Thank you." Ali said to the pokemon. "Sorry for frightening you..."
The Chansey nodded, its eyes darting around as if it was likely to get into trouble. Well, of course it was, helping the general of the opposition.

"Is there anything I can..?"
Ali's hesitant question was interrupted by a distant roar, reverberating through the nearby city. It was the PR Commander; they had won the battle.
The Chansey's head tilted towards the noise, before running into the city.

Ali hung his head dejectedly. His first two assignments as General couldn't have gone worse. All these lives lost, under his name. Jack was gonna kick some serious Ali butt later. Well, if he was still alive, anyway.
 
Althalos Fizen
Jubilife City
Plane Wreckage


Althalos sat there with Lyda in his arms, off in his own world. His parents had always taught him to be kind to pokemon. They had made him take care of a little pokedoll for two months before he received Blitz as a birthday present. Holding Lydia made him feel like he was back at his house, a few years before, holding the quilava. His reminiscent thoughts were shattered by the reality of his situation put into question: "Althalos, do we have an evac plan in place? And thanks for the neosporin." Althalos thought for a moment. "You're a good ten years older than me, you think of something. I can't drive and I'm sure most of the cars here were blown up. The only thing I can think of is running towards the way the PR came, then turning and running through the forest, but the city is occupied, so I have no idea how we would get anywhere. This is the only safe place. Right now, I'm content with sitting here." Althalos looked at the fuselage of the plane. "There is probably some provisions in there too. We might be able to last a few days on that and if you have your own stash of rations," Althalos pulled out a king sized 3 Musketeers bar and broke into fourths. He gave one to Lydia, one to Khufu, one to Mark and ate the last one. He looked around in his bag and found something that looked like food and tossed it over to the knife girl for when she woke up. "Besides," He pointed at the bound up girl, "we can't really go anywhere with her sleeping like a snorlax." Althalos shrugged and leaned back again, still stroking Lydia.
"You know, there is only one thing that I really dislike about your boyfriend." Althalos said to her, with a frown. "It's that he's is obviously no older than I am, and he is a cold blooded killer. Nobody, of any age, should be so accustomed to killing that it doesn't even concern them, but to be that young, and not even care. Every time I pull the trigger, I regret needing to do it, in fact I hate it and wish that I could take it back. Wade, I think it was, he seems to kill almost for the fun of it. He has no feeling towards the target or anything like that." Althalos thought for a moment and stopped stroking Lydia's back, but rested his hand on her mane. "I just wish none of this had ever happened. If only some people weren't so cruel." Althalos sighed. 'Than I would never have had a gun pushed into my hands. I would never have become the killer with a conscience." He finished.
Althalos' calm state of mind was interrupted by an ear shattering roar. It was from an Arcanine, the commander of the PR. A victory cry. He had known they had lost when Ali had given the order to retreat, but this just drilled it into his mind. He started humming to himself again, this time "Survivor Guilt."
 
Mark Vargas
Occupied Jubilife City at sunset
Plane rooftop


"You're a good ten years older than me, you think of something. I can't drive and I'm sure most of the cars here were blown up. The only thing I can think of is running towards the way the PR came, then turning and running through the forest, but the city is occupied, so I have no idea how we would get anywhere. This is the only safe place. Right now, I'm content with sitting here." "I guarantee you know more about this roof than i do, but we shouldn't argue." Mark pulled out his radio. "Is there anyone still in the city, please respond" Mark decided to pick up the rpg and walked to the edge of the roof. He thought to himself 'There has to be something i can use to get out of the city.' He scanned the area, spotting wade. "Hey, althalos, cover me, im gonna grab him." Mark was off, and down the stairs in no time. He hid behind the wall, Pistol in his right hand, waiting for the right time.
 
Alex Bryant
Oreburgh City
Military Hospital​

The Nurse helped Alex over to a Hospital bed and laid him on the bed.
" I will get the Doc to check up on you," the Nurse charmingly assured. Alex laid on the bed in immense pain.
" Hello, I am Dr. Davies. I am going to sedate you so the procedure will be painless," the Doctor said. The Doctor gave Alex a liquid. Alex drank it and slowly fell asleep. Alex woke up with the Doctor in the room.
" Your procedure went well Sir, only a few bruises. You can go now," the Doctor assured. Alex got up, feeling well asked,
" Where is my stuff?"
" Cheryl, give him his belongings," the Doctor replied. Alex waited and the Nurse brought his equipment back.
" Here, you never told me what your name was," the Nurse responded.
" Alex Bryant. And thank you for the help," Alex replied.
" Cheryl Sanderson," the Nurse charmingly informed.
" It was a pleasure meeting you," Alex said.
" Maybe not the last time we do," Cheryl replied. Alex walked out of the Hospital, waving at Cheryl on his way out. A high-ranking officer walked in,
" Corporal Bryant, Staff Sergeant Wilkins, pleasure to meet you," the Officer introduced as he shook Alex's hand.
" Ready for some action," the Officer asked.
" Always," Alex replied.
" Good, we are sending some troops in to rescue Survivors. Follow me," the Staff Sergeant asked. Alex followed the Staff Sergeant to a group of Four Humvees. Alex climbed in one with the Staff Sergeant. The engine started, and Alex watched as the Humvees drove away from Oreburgh and over the Oreburgh Gate. Within minutes, the Convoy was just outside of Jubilife. The City looked horrid. Buildings destroyed, people and Pokemon alike dead, the Humvees rolled in to Jubilife with a thud.
 
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