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I: Oni!


She ran, for she was the courier of her settlement, her arms full of the supplementary crops that they provided to this new, bustling city of Tianjin-4. Her breath became heavy, sweat beaded down her creamy skinned face, her lungs burned from the dry, city air. She halted and retrieved her inhaler, she used it, and regained her breath. She placed it back into her hoodie. She took a second to recover, then reached down for her trade. However, the earth glowed from a light, she looked up, her smile grew with awe.

A neon sign, "Welcome all to Unit-21! Come test your steel, can you best the beast?"

She looked through the alley of skyscrapers, where she saw it, her cobalt eyes scanned the beast. The ivory armor, and luminescent, violet highlights gave the machines petrified body a elegantly, vicious form. It was frozen within a crystallized pink coffin, she saw a small line leading to the four eyed head, where a mysterious capsule exited with the previous participant climbing out.

She'd heard stories from mother about these machines, Evangelions. And when she had the chance, her eyes were glued to the gladiatorial fights but, mother objected to it for some odd reason. She been told by her mother of their power, the whim of god in the form of a machine. The awe-inspiring majesty of this celestial being pulled her closer, she found herself before its single, saber horn, "It's beautiful."

Her hand moved closer towards the rusted plating, it made contact. She felt the cool metal beneath her calloused palms, "Wow," She glided it around the rusted bits, flaking a few layers of armor away.

She didn't take notice of the plump man approaching her, "Excuse me," her body nearly jumped out of her fair skin, "but what are you doing?"

She recovered, her eyes studied him. The man, in his late forties, who wore a pair of bifocals, beige pants, and matching shirt, stood next to a counter. He took a cane from it and tapped the sign above, "Credits only. 25cR per run."

"Oh," she clasped her fingers together, hanging the pair around her waist, "I just wanted to look."

He scoffled, his arms crossed, "What's your name girl."

The courier blinked rapidly, "Uh, Kasumi Leipzig Ikari."

From her point of view the man seemed to've been taken aback, he eyed her questionably. He took a quick glance towards the colossal being hibernating next to them. His left hand fingers tapped against the tibia of the right, "Would you like a round on the house?"

Kasumi shook her head, "Nope, I need to head home, mama's probably worrying by now." She reached for the crops, a few shucks of corn and a sack of rice, "Thank you for the offer. Good-bye."

She walked off, leaving him, she headed towards the edges of Tianjin-4. The man watched another round of potential pilots eject from Unit-21's entry-plug, some cursed while others shuffled away depressingly. He mused over that girl, oh Asuka, what a daughter she has, he hopes she doesn't meet the same fate as her parents.

He adjusted his glasses, sighing, "God, we truly will be damned for what we did to them," his fingers tugged at his shirt, "After all," He looked up towards the titan, fond memories, and horrors of the past breached him, "When God's in his heaven, all is right with the world."


Kasumi, by the light of night, found her way back into her outskirt settlement. She loved every bit of this place, from the gravel streets, rusted, steel buildings, and her little slice of heaven, Home.

On her way there, Kasumi waves toward anyone and everyone she can, mama always told her she was a sociable one, for her it just came naturally. However, she never really made forth an effort to make friends, her mother was enough for her. Kasumi continued her way home until she finally reached it.

The white picket fence shofered her into the modest home, the front door slid open, like a classic Japanese shoji. She threw the crops into the pantry, her eyes snagged the time from their kitchen stove. Crap, it's eleven, mama's gonna kill her! With absolute certainty that she'd get an earful, Kasumi traveled upstairs to her mother's room.

With luck she could butter her up, and not face mama's righteous wrath. She neared her room when a nearly inaudible sound came from her room, "...I'll kill you." Kasumi's eyes bulged, oh no. She quietly entered mama's room, her toes stood on nail in the approach.

In her mother's bed lay said women, her long silky roux hair mixed heterogeneously with the bed sheets. Her disfigured hand reached towards her room's ceiling-fan light, the remaining eye she carried flowed with tears. The other, covered with a black eye-patch.

Kasumi slid her petite body next to her mother's, she didn't notice her daughter's presence until Kasumi enveloped her mother's waist with her pale arms. Asuka brought her healed appendage down, placing the cauterized hand on her daughter's head, she fiddled with her astonishing auburn hair.

"Thank you honey."


Asuka woke to something that she became use to, Kasumi's cooking. She rose, her fingers rubbed the sand from both of her eyes, the lost one, she was careful with. Her legs swung over the edge of her bed and left the room. Asuka shuffled down their squeaky stairs, right into the kitchen where her little girl took care of breakfast.

She plopped down into her aluminum chair, "What's on the menu?" Asuka watched her daughter intently from her seat while Kasumi cooked.

Kasumi finished stirring the pourage, then revealed to her mother the priority meal of the day, "MRE oatmeal rations with goat milk." She reached for the nearest utensil cabinet, her fingers pitter-pattered all their knives, peelers, and graters until she found the sporks. Kasumi took two; one for mama and another for herself.

She trailed another set of cabinets until she found their plastic bowls, "Here ya go mama." Kasumi handed Asuka her morning meal, which she happily began consuming.

Kasumi set her own meal next to her mother, they ate in their usual, content silence, which, like most things, Asuka broke, "I'm conditioning the gladiators for the bi-annual, so I'll be out for the day."

Kasumi took a swig of goat milk, her tongue lapped the remaining cream off her lips, "Ok..." She tapped over the plastic cup, like fingers playing the piano, "Are you going to see dad?"

Her mother pushed herself away from the table, rising, her stern expression shattered the peaceful aura, "Yes."

Kasumi grew a slight smile, "Can I-"

"No..." Asuka walked towards the cloth's hamper, "He's not ready to met you."

She looked away from Asuka sadly, her eyes studied anything that would allow her mind to wander away, "When do you think I can."

Asuka pursed her lips, she tended to her plug-suit, whispering inaudibly, "I hope you never have to."


After her usual morning ritual, Asuka readied for the day. Her hand clasped the knob, this morning just had to suck didn't it? She mentally beat herself for causing her daughter emotional pain, especially in the morning. Her other hand clenched within the pocket of her hoodie, this isn't gonna be a good day for her.

She opened the door inside, before she left, she shouted into the house, "Kasumi, be careful if you go out today, love you!" No response, figures, she's still pissed at her. With a hearty sigh, she left her home and daughter.

Kasumi, from her bedroom, watched her mother leave for her conditioning. She always felt jealous of her mother's position within AUGE, training Eva pilots and such. It all seemed so... exciting and tantalizing, it nearly drove her mad.

She hooped up from her bed, a invigorating thought came with this. She could be a pilot, Unit-21 was the only way she would ever be able to pilot. Inside her faulted heart, she felt that if she could do this, she could be closer to father. To take up his mantle as the next great Evangelion pilot!

Kasumi darted towards her dresser, quickly grabbing a pair of pants, her favorite hoodie, and the inhaler. With haste, she dawned her preferred clothing and left the house. By the end of her little "prep" she felt her lungs lacking again. She pulled her inhaler out and took a quick puff.

Ready for her venture, she began the journey of her life.


The towering skylines of Tianjin-4 split the teetering sunset. Between the steel and oxygen, a pair of figures could be distinguished between the two. Each wore a robe which hid their flesh from light, the glow of their eyes narrowed at the filth below them.

"Brother," the shorter one of the two asked, "are you ready for trial."

The brutish stature of the one next to it began, "Yes, sister."

The female breathed calmly, her armored, bony hand flexed then relaxed. Her glowing eyes turned to her brother, "May he be with you."

She sunk into the shadows, leaving him to his test. He paused, recollecting his thoughts then he raised both hands. Their natural, bone-like armor covered both of them, a small slit opened in each of his hand's carpus, where two small spheres appeared from the slits.

The small dock next to him could provide him a great steed and army. He began the construction of God's fallen army. "My tool be reborn, my god's instrument revive, our rapture rise." His hands moved towards his hood, it fell away, his veil uncovered.

The thick white carapace covered his head completely, creating a demonic helm where two flat horns erected from the brow of his armor, his two eye sockets glew bright blue. The smooth plate covering his expression didn't change as he grinned, "May god be with us."


Asuka strolled into the entrance of the techno-lingo halls in AUGE HQ, her arrival didn't go by unnoticed. A teenage girl, about Kasumi's age, with dirty-blonde hair and pale blue eyes walked up to her with a clipboard in hand, "Hello Ma'am!" She waved towards her, she'd wore this blue dress for her captain to notice.

The red clad trainer smiled, "Hey Hana, how're the pilots?"

Hanako, smiling, glanced down at her clipboard with disinterest; starting from the very top, " 'Samurai Boy' is training, 'Because' is in the firing range, 'Inferiority Complex' is on break, and the 'Mute' is somewhere doing whatever, don't know where or what though. "

Asuka sighed, "You really need to refer to them by their actual names."

Hanako shrugged, "Well lets get started!"


Within a long, cyber-wired corridor, another pilot readied himself. He took aim with a antique Barrett rifle, center the target, fire. The shot echoed in the hall, he scanned his target for damage. Headshot. He tapped a button, the piece of paper flew towards him, he nodded, satisfied with the accuracy.

The door opened, he quickly turned towards the only entrance to the room. Asuka walked in and greeted him with a warm smile, "Hey Hei."

He nodded, setting his rifle down, "Ma'am." His unnatural amber-scarlet eyes trailed his CO's every move, he also noticed Hanako peeking behind the door frame, "Pilot Fujinami?"

She cleared her throat and walked in, she stood next to Asuka happily, "Yes Hei?"

He ignored her, his attention returned to Asuka, "Any orders ma'am."

Asuka huffed, she tapped her foot and her one good eye beamed at him, "No but, why did you start firing practice without us?"

Hei stared, through his black bangs, at her for a moment, which made Hanako slightly agitated. He finally replied with a mantra of his, "Because."


He lowered his blade vertical to his face, the steel samurai sword parted his features, the left blue, the right green. He took a swift breath, then brought the cutting edge down unto thin air. He recited the same verse, "My body is the extension," while he thrusted the blade about.

Within his muse, he failed to notice the door to the left open. Asuka walked in, she noticed him training and stood idly by while he finished his cycle. When he turned to grab his water-bottle, he stood face-to-face with her.

A little shocked at first, he quickly recovered, "Conditioning sir?"

She nodded and threw him a towel, "Be ready in ten." She walked out, where Hanako continued to shadow her.

He let out a sigh once she left, "Damn it, I've been doing this for hours, gah." He whipped the white towel across his sweat-riddled wife-beater and wiped his brown hair, "Oh well, orders are orders."


A girl stood aside a window and watched the birds, how she wished to join them. One Blue Jay caught her crimson eyes, its hue, blae, reminded her of her own greyish-blue hair. She felt another presence join her but, she continued watching them, the birds. Whoever it was, they came closer until it came into contact with her.

She turned to her commanding officer, "Captain Soryu."

Asuka leaned against the rails nonchalantly, "Pilot Akiyama, ready for sync?"

She kept her mind away from Asuka's words, she followed the birds with her eyes, "Yes, I am."


He reached for his fork, long, third-degree burns tattooed his left hand. For this reason he hated being left handed, he always saw this beastly mark of hate that blemished his body, he really did hate it and himself. He took the fork to his meal, a corn mash, with a side of artificial cod.

Another pilot, who split with Asuka to get him, took a seat next to him, the new pilot of Eva Unit-28, "You ok Marcus?"

He looked over and into a pair of pale blue eyes with his ocean green. With a quick shake of his dark-brown hair, he smiled faux-happily, "Yea, conditioning I guess?" She nodded. "Alright, I'll be there in no time."


Kasumi finally found Unit-21, still resting within its alley-grave encased in that pink stuff. She walked underneath the flashing sign, encountering that man again. He turned towards her, the sunlight flared of his glasses, "Back again?"

She nodded, "Yea, you still have that offer?" she pointed towards the colossal ivory being that sentineled over them.

His brow arched, then he shrugged, "Sure, what's your size?"

"Ehh?!"

He blinked rather harshly, "Nevermind, plugsuits have default body-types." The man shuffled through his stand, after a period of curses and slander, he found his objective, "Here."

He handed her a bright red and white suit, the top, securing piece was a bright burgundy breastplate. The bottom, white with red ribbing. She looked at him suspiciously, he sighed, "I'm not a pedophile. It's standard issue, I didn't design it."

"Sure," She took the material underneath her arm and headed towards a changing boothe. She stripped down into her birth-ware, she noticed when she pulled the suit over her exposed form that it slacked, "Hey what's up with the suit?"

He heard her cry from the other side, "Press the left wrist buttons. That'll do." He listened for a second, then a zipping sound came from the boothe. "Eeek!" He smirked, hehe he's still got it.

In the boothe, Kasumi struggled with the material that squeezed some, "proportions" of her body roughly, "How the hell can I loosen this! Christ, I can't breath!"

He raised his voice again, "Press the first button." This was followed by another eek, "The one on the left!"

The skin-tight suit loosened when the right button found pressure, she breathed normally again, she felt like she'd need a boost of her inhaler in a bit. Kasumi walked out with her newly fitted plugsuit, "Does this thing get any less revealing?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, are you going to pilot or am I going to have to sit here all day?"

Kasumi turned over towards the Eva that waited for her, "Yea, fill'er up."


Asuka watched over the five pilots syncing below her, to her surprise, Hei and Kaba's sync had increased in even intervals since their last session. Hanako was improving gradually, Oliver the same. However; Marcus seemed to have issues with Velocity, his unit. She moved towards the intercom, "Nice work today guys, hit the showers."

She walked over towards the techno-babble bridge bunnies chatting amongst themselves, "Any news?"

One, who sat near a computer, typed the results up quickly, "Um, pilot increase stats average around, eh," he checked the readings again but, another window appeared, "Ma'am, you might want to see this."

Asuka scooted over towards the screen, "What's this?"

He shrugged and typed a few more commands into their supercomputers, "The Hypostases are triangulating the signatures towards a bay in Tianjin Dock-17." Another screen appeared, "Yιού's giving the signature a... what's a orange blood-type?"

He turned but, the captain was gone, "Ma'am?"

She'd ran, her finger trailed up to her ear piece, "Akagi!"

An older woman's voice came through, "Yes Asuka?"

She ran into AUGE's central broadcasting station, "Get me a visual on Dock-17 stat!" She waited, the feed appeared. Nothing out of the ordinary, "Wait," she pointed towards a building, "Zoom in on that one, there."

It magnified, standing on the edge was a man. "What the hell?"


It was time. Rapture of all living beings, the ones created from Adam and Lilith shall return to their creator, their god. This was the end of his holy journey, he must be strong for the others. He reached the edge of the building, his white armor gleamed in the sunlight, his glowing, electric-blue irises closed.

And he jumped.


Everyone within the broadcasting center gasped in horror, the man jumped. His body accelerated towards the bay's LCL filled water, at his jumping height, no human could survive.

A few of the squeamish technicians covered their eyes, a loud splash confirmed it, even without their sight. Asuka sighed, "False alarm people sorry."

It wasn't, the LCL bay began to bubble. Fleshy mounds formed in the contaminated docks, a few gasp made Asuka turn towards them, "What's-" She stopped, from the LCL a beast rose from it. The disorganised, heaps of meat mended together with a glowing blue titan. It wrapped around the non-physical body of the giant, giving it form.

First the legs, which floated. Then the arms and torso and finally the single horned head. The chest epidermis pulsated, it release the core, a scarlet red sphere jettisoned from the breast of the beast.

Asuka watched it ascend into the sky, they're back? "Launch all Evangelions NOW!"


Kasumi sat comfortably within the command couch of Unit-21's entry plug. She gripped the yolks tightly, "Ready."

"Alright, injecting LCL." The cabin began filling with the coppery liquid, it rose to her chin in a matter of seconds. She took a quick drag of it into her lungs.

"Gah, this stuff taste awful." Well she didn't have to worry about her inhaler, since the LCL helps a little, "Let's go."

The man readied the sequence, "Good luck." He activated Unit-21, the eyes zapped to life. The core hummed, the violet pieces of armor glowed, "Primary connections good Kasumi, keep it up. Try to move your arm."

Kasumi nodded, she imagined her arm moving. Outside, Unit-21's joints struggled against the pink coffin, "Come on. A little more." She kept concentrating, finally the cocoon broke. Unit-21's arm reached out from the encasement, leaving it's shoulder pylon behind. "I did it!"

Well there goes his cash cow, "Excellent, sync holding at thirty-nine point seven percent. Try breaking the bakelite."

She nodded and pushed away from it, Unit-21 and all of its forty meters raised into the alley. "Oh my god, this is so cool! I can see the settlement from here!" Unit-21's four eyes scanned the terrain around Kasumi, "What now?"

The man below scratched his head, "Uh, I don't know. Just do something I'm sure AUGE will notice it."


A few hours after Unit-21's maiden flight, there still wasn't any activity from AUGE, "Grr." Kasumi searched the channels again, "Hello?" Silence followed, she groaned, "God, where are they." Well things work in mysterious ways, from the east, a mass of grey crashed next to her.

An Eva? Next to her was a ash-grey Evangelion with orange highlights, its head had one horn ejecting from the left side of its head. The horn's base continued towards the eye, where it covered the optic.

It raised its arm with a massive sniper in its hold, the unit fired twice at something, perhaps it's far away? Kasumi ran over towards it, "You alright?"

The comms opened up, the window filled with a teenage boy's face, he had really weird eyes, a really dark orange with little specks of red. His plugsuit was colored weirdly too, a orange top with grey ribbings. However, a long, red dragon decal wrapped around his right bicep, "A civilian?"

Kasumi grunted, "Yeah, you need help or not?" He took a second, then nodded, "So why where you tossed like that?"

"Because."

She asked him questionably, "Because what?"

"Because, we have a objective."


Through the downtown district of Tianjin, war broke out. The streets filled with the thundering footsteps of four Evangelion Units, a green, blue, red, and purple one. The blue one leaned into a building, motioning to the purple to move up. Their target, a technical "UFO".

The blue titan peeked its head, which seemed to have its mouth gagged with a tube, and conducted recon of the area ahead of them, "Target acquired."

It rose the enormous Styr-31 Pallet Rifle, taking aim. The purple one, with two large eyes and a rather basic helm, followed her moves, "Pilot Fujinami, are you positive we will not have another casualty?"

The blue one turned, "Yes I'm positive Akiyama," She turned towards the others, "Oliver, Kuznetsov, get ready."

Thomas responded from Warrior about a mile away from them, its twin-frill head turned away, "Yes sir," Marcus kept quiet, and pulled his Prog-blade from his shoulder fin. Both Warrior and Velocity's blades were still compact, the blade ends still folded over the handle, Hanako replied from her Unit, Patchwork, "On my mark; Three; Two; One... Mark!"

Patchwork and Standard, Kaba's Unit, leaned out of cover and fired a volley of seventy-two centimeter armor piercing rounds. Marcus and Thomas leaped over the buildings and charged the sand-colored monster. The rounds shattered against, is that a A.T. Field?! "What the hell is that thing doing with a A.T. Field?!"

Thomas continued vaulting the various building, "Chill Marcus! We can neutralize it, do it just like the Evangelion fights!"

That didn't help him at all, "Gah! This is bullshit!"

"Get frosty target 2 kilometers and closing!"

Hanako switched to their channel while reloading her rifle. "Hurry the fuck up guys, we're running out of ammo here!" Kaba continued suppressing fire on the objective.

Hanako turned her Eva's upper torso back into the alley and fired again, "Kaba how much ya got?!" Standard's head turned towards her, "None."

Hanako's eyes widened, "You've gotta be shitting me..." Weren't they suppose to receive positron weaponry from Canada two weeks ago?! That'd be convenient with their positron engines, "How's everyone's cool-down?"

Thomas checked the gauge next to his left yolk, "One hundred and fifty-two heat units consumed!"

Marcus fumbled with his own, "One seventy heat units consumed!"

Hanako peeked out of cover again, this was her last mag, "Make it count guys!" She launched from her cover and charged, hip firing its A.T. Field. Click. Oh~ shit. Patchwork grabbed onto the nearest building and yanked itself back into cover.

She began hyperventilating, her eyes caught Standard starting a advance towards her, "Kaba! Stay back! That's an order!" She stopped, then slid into cover reluctantly. Hanako cautiously poked her Eva's eyes from cover, they met a familiar tan epidermis. She looked up, her objective was unfortunately right on top of her. Well she didn't think it would end like this, "Sorry guys."

The beast rose its arm to inevitably destroy her machine and her, she swore that her eyes could see a unmistakable hate in the monster's. There was a pause, it felt to them like time had just stopped, then she heard godsend, a whizzing round.

It contacted the monster's arm, amputating it. A mess of gore and blood splattered onto the streets below, "Center the target, fire." The round hit the lower jaw, which dangled from what flesh remained, the beast screamed in agony.

Hanako couldn't believe her eyes, "Hei?" His window appeared next to her, "Why the hell didn't you contact us?!"

Hei checked his other company through his scope, "Because."

Hanako slapped her head, "Oh my god, Hei for once can you give me a straight answer?!"

"Unit-21 has reactivated."

Another pause, from Kasumi's charging position another screen appeared next to her, "Young Lady! You get out of that Eva now!"

Kasumi smiled stupidly, "Sorry you're breaking up mom, kssh, I can't, kssh-"

"Kasumi!"

"Sorry gotta go," Kasumi continued her charge, she could feel Gunner's rifle fire again and again. She finally found the kaiju, its field now raised against Gunner's barrage. She moved closer, "Wow this thing's ugly." Without the beast noticing, she slowly creeped up behind it and placed it into a choke-hold. "Yeah! Whatcha got?!"

Quite a bit apparently, it shoved both elbows into her abdomen. Unit-21 crumpled in pain, Kasumi felt her lungs burning, she did what no Evangelion pilot should ever do, she threw up the LCL. She felt immediately better than before but that wouldn't last, the monster shoved its floating peg leg into Unit-21's jaw.

Gunner stopped firing, he couldn't get a clear shot. Kasumi began struggling against the beast arm gripping her own. She moved her other hands around its trachea and yanked viciously. The hand locked with hers left, it wrapped around Unit-21's forearm. With a twist of its wrist it snapped all the bones within that area.

Kasumi felt her thought process cease, where the overflowing pain began poring through her mind, she screamed. She weakly looked up towards the beast, her vision became blurry, she couldn't feel her lungs moving anymore. The kaijin rose its remaining arm for the kill.

She closed her eyes and waited her fate.


Arousal


It brought down its arm. It looked into the inactive eyes of Unit-21. Such lifeless eyes shouldn't exist for a being like this, an imperfect clone of gods. It could almost feel the cool metal texture of Unit-21 but, it wasn't to be.

It woke.

The lifeless opticals of Unit-21 now burned with hatred. Die. It punched skyward, its fist met the monster's. In a shower of tendons and bone, Unit-21 dug its arm right through the other's arm. It grabbed the most convenient weapon, the humerus.

Unit-21 dragged the bone out of the other's flesh, the scapula and clavicle still attached to it by joints. Using the bones much like an axe, it swung the them into the neck of the kaiju. Unit-21 retrieved the bone weapon and pushed the monster to the ground, it began beating it against the core. In a desperate act, the monsters flesh wrapped around Unit-21, its very core began to bubble unstably.

In a flash of light, a cross-flare, it all ended. Silence reigned over the downtown district, a large portion of it destroyed by the blast. The five units stood above the hell below them, "Holy shit." Hanako blinked a few times in disbelief.

"We need to go," she slid down the hill, into the city, "this isn't search and destroy anymore guys, its rescue."

They followed, they all stayed within a pack. Never allowing themselves to blink, it didn't take long, "Hey guys! Look!" Velocity pointed towards a obliterated district.

Unit-21, covered in LCL, sat on its knees, its eyes watching the stars. Its arms drooped to its sides, blissfully ignoring the approaching Units. They closed in, Hei took a step forward. The two pairs of ungodly eyes narrowed, it turned towards him. He stopped and actually felt scared of this... "thing".

Unit-21 watched him for a few more moments before returning to the skies... and the beautiful stars.


Preview to the next Chapter Mourning.

She walked along the crimson stained streets, all the workers and civilians seemed to ignore her. Her robes around her, covering her. She strolled past a few soldiers unseen, she kept walking until she reached ground zero. She kneeled down and placed her hand into a puddle of LCL. She lifted a piece of bone, a face plate, from it, "Brother..."

She looked at it, a orange liquid dripped from her glowing red eyes, they trailed down her own plate like tears, her eyes, now flowing with the strange tears, looked up to her ivory god, Unit-21, "This is your will isn't it?


It has begun! The biannual Evangelion Tourney is coming! The children collect towards Tianjin-4! But who are they?

We need pilots! If you make one, and if it's good enough, we'll add him/her to the story! To reach the Pilot Creation Sheet see here www dot fanfiction dot net/topic/130733/83809292/1/

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