The split missions continue! The Mole plays on their game...
Episode 3 (Part 2)
"Goombella?" the host called back through the remote device. Goombella turned back down to face McHallyboo on the miniature screen.
"Sorry, I was just resisting throwing this entire device into the water," she told him. McHallyboo chuckled and shrugged.
"It's entirely up to you," McHallyboo continued. "But keep this in mind: if anyone breaks open the thumbprint-logo watermelon themselves before you can steer it into the water, they will win the exemption instead. However, only money for that sole watermelon would be lost."
"Well, thanks for making it more costly on me," Goombella said, rolling her eyes as well as the watermelon lightly with her gyroscopic controller. The screen shut off.
Goombella: The choice whirled in my mind. Chances of being executed was basically 1/7, and I've known by experience that it's better to be safe than sorry. Well, I knew someone had to end up in my spot.
Wendy stepped down onto the metal floor of the inside of the submarine, looking at the two paths that stretched out on both sides of her. The two metallic hallways lead different directions.
"Ugh, what is this?" she complained, looking both ways and searching for any sign of the existence of lettuce. "How am I supposed to know which way the refrigerator is?" She suddenly realized the existence of a miniature sign, sticking out before her with a cryptic message required for her leg of the race:
It thumps heavy when a wiggler charges, or in true love mood,
Its anatomical location will bring you closer to food
Wendy: These riddles were totally not meant for me. I should have gone Blooper surfing instead because the thinking parts of this whole game are definitely not designed for me.
"I have no idea!" she said out loud, directing her voice to the camera man staring from above her, on the submarine roof. After looking at the riddle again, she darted down the right path of the submarine, determined that she was leading herself in the correct way, or at least somewhere in the correct direction towards the lettuce. After traversing the entire length of the submarine hallway she came upon a small vent located at the very end, a discharge of steam profusely coming out of it. Wendy's eyes widened.
"No, I am sorry, player," came a voice from above her, as she noticed an intercom located in the upper-right corner of the dead-end she was in. "You went the wrong way."
"Well, that's actually good," she spoke back to the intercom, looking at the vent with relief and turning around to run the other direction. In total, she had spent three times as much time than opposed to if she had gone the correct direction in the first place. Wendy saw the sign again, her mouth dropping open.
"Oh, love…the heart!" she realized. "And it's located on the left side of the body…oh, why didn't I get that before??" She shook her head in wonder and continued down the correct hallway.
As Bobbery brought the bucket over to Luvbi, they both applied water to their second dune plant, hesitant but ready for their immediate action afterwards. They both ran to the side immediately as another sand figure emerged with tremendous force, revealing another slip of paper for their next watermelon.
"All right, let's take a look," Bobbery said, raising the paper up for them to see.
Oltre alla capanna dove cocomero non destinate
As Luvbi searched the dictionary, Bobbery pondered the definition of a few of their needed words.
"Capanna means---"
"Hut, I'm aware," Luvbi said, then searched for the definition of anguria. She pointed to her spotted word on the page.
"Non destinate…not destined…hmm," Luvbi continued. She found the rest of the phrase and closed the dictionary.
"It's basically saying, besides the hut where the watermelon shouldn't go," she told him. "I believe it's the watermelon right besides where Diddy and Vivian are located at."
"And I think you're correct, miss," Bobbery replied, taking out his walkie-talkie and speaking into it. He heard Diddy's voice in reply.
"Diddy, the next watermelon is right by where you are located, besides the hut!" he directed. Diddy gave him a thumbs-up from afar as the two watermelon rollers proceeded with their task. Luvbi picked up the bucket, but noticed something odd as she looked back at the path Bobbery had come from, leading from the beach water. A stream of water littered the sand in a straight line, and as she looked at the bucket, her eyes narrowed with perplexity.
"Did this bucket have a crack present since the beginning?" she questioned, turning the bucket over. Bobbery immediately looked at it too, a surprised look on his face.
"What! Not that I'm aware," he exclaimed, examining the bucket for itself. Located in the inside of the bucket and across the circumference of the bottom was a crack, small but bulky enough for both of them to notice.
Luvbi: Bobbery arrives back and the bucket has a crack in it, of course, making it much more difficult for us to activate the sand dunes.
"Though on second thought," Bobbery said with consideration, "I may have inadvertently pushed the bucket too hard into the sand. The shore reaches high, so I was completely unaware how close the ground was positioned." Luvbi looked at the sea admiral, then at Diddy and Vivian pushing their watermelon to the pier and Goombella at full effort.
"But never mind that," Bobbery said immediately, seeing the unopened sand dunes in their view. "We have two more papers, and something tells us we won't be too lucky in choosing the right plants."
"Why is that?" Luvbi asked.
"Odds are against us, you see?" he told her, pointing to the five remaining Dune Buds around the beach. They headed off to the sea water for another bucket.
Wendy came to the end of her hallway and entered into a room that resembled the eating quarters of the submarine. On the table was a sign with a message, but she immediately turned her attention to the refrigerator instead, yearning for her locked ingredient.
"Yeah, I knew it," she said, fingering the chain that kept it shut closed. She looked over at her second riddle on the table, one that would provide for the completing of her leg of the race:
To get your lettuce, the combo is needed:
A quartet, bike, and week exceeded
"Okay well, numbers," she confirmed, looking at the second line of the riddle in heavier detail. She brought the paper over to the combination lock that kept the fridge chained shut, as she went over the word possibilities in her mind.
Wendy: I immediately thought of the words in relation to numbers, and I got it right away. I wasn't entirely dumb when it came to using your brain. I was totally kidding earlier.
"Two for bicycle," she said. "Quartet…four people." She turned the first two numbers on the combination lock accordingly, and then looked at the last part of her brainteaser.
"Umm, a week…." she said, her mind puzzled. Trying to place the word 'exceeded' into the picture, she turned the dial slowly.
"Seven," she decided, turning the lock to the number 7. She pulled down, only for the chain to remain in place wrapped around the fridge. Wendy frowned.
"A week exceeded," she repeated, turning the numbers again and stopping on the final turn. She moved the dial to the number 8 and pulled down on the lock, as it opened and caused the chain to fall out of place to the floor, activating a beeping sound. Wendy jumped up with excitement and opened up the refrigerator.
"Yes, I'm smart!" she said to herself, grabbing her head of lettuce and quickly exiting the submarine kitchen. Jumping her way gleefully towards the submarine exit, she was interrupted by an immense shaking sound coming from all sides of her as she screamed and ducked to the metal ground, tomato and lettuce in hand. The submarine was bringing its way to the beginning of the final leg.
"Oomph," Vivian said in a half-gasp, as the watermelon reached Goombella's area of retrieval. She bent over, tired but standing up.
"You all right, Vivian?" Goombella asked her, concerned. Vivian nodded slowly.
"Just a little tired," she replied. "I think I might rest in the hut for a little." Diddy stepped back and examined the watermelon they had recently rolled over to the pier.
"This one looks bigger than the watermelon before," he noticed. "McHallyboo, how much is this watermelon worth?"
"Two thousand coins," the host spoke from the screen device. "The first one was worth one thousand. The next one will be worth four thousand; the last one will be worth 8,000 coins. If you noticed, each successive fruit doubles in value." Diddy nodded, as he and Vivian went to return to their other waiting hut. Goombella shook her head, looking down at McHallyboo on the screen.
"Make sure this watermelon doesn't fall into the water when you roll it," the host said with a chuckle, seeing the large fruit located behind Goombella on his own separate screen.
"Oh, yeah," Goombella replied with a grin. "On second thought, I won't let any of them fall into the water. I'm not taking the exemption and that's final!" The host looked back at her, trying to hide his amazedness.
"Oh?" he asked in a surprised voice. "You sure?"
"I'm pretty decided," she said with a sigh, but sounding confirmed in her choice. "And plus, I'm confident enough on the quizzes anyway. I don't need to cost the team money." McHallyboo nodded slowly.
"All right," he told her, "but you're free to change your mind at any point in the game, you know? Make your choice." Goombella nodded, then turned to Bobbery and Luvbi in the distance as they brought their bucket of water over to the next Dune Bud. Their bucket leaking in the process, they were forced to dump their entire supply of water over the plant as they both hopped away in time. The shape emerged from the sand of a pyramid, with no paper visible.
"It should be somewhere," Luvbi said, scanning the ground. Bobbery shook his head as they two of them went back for another bucket full of water. Once repossessed, they headed towards the beach and splattered the water on the Dune Bud located closest to Goombella. Goombella shielded her eyes as sand splattered amuck, the dome-shaped sand figure shooting out and sinking immediately back in.
"Our third paper!" Bobbery said triumphantly, picking it up. Both he and Luvbi read their third phrase in Italian:
Dietro la casa uccello di sabbia
"Okay, translation," Luvbi said rapidly, opening the book.
"Behind the house," Bobbery translated, "is the first part. I'm certain on that." Luvbi flipped through the dictionary pages then frowned.
"Di sabbia means sand," Luvbi spotted, looking through the pages. "But I can't find uccello. I doubt it's located in this book at all."
"Odd," Bobbery commented. "Do you think the producers wanted us to find it on our own?" Luvbi nodded, looking elsewhere.
"I would assume that likely," she replied, closing the dictionary. Bobbery took it from her, as Luvbi handed him the dictionary reluctantly, both walking towards the hut house of Diddy and Vivian. Bobbery's opened up the book and looked at the according place in the dictionary for their missing word, and then halted before they could deliver their full message to the watermelon rollers.
"Luvbi, look here!" he declared, spotting the word Uccello in its proper spot. "Bird is its definition." Luvbi looked surprised, but then faced the back of the beach, at the grandest tower that protruded higher above all things existing on Gelato Beach.
Bobbery: Usually Luvbi is the one spotting all the things in this game, yet she misses a word among a dictionary. It was something out of character, like what Wendy would do.
"Diddy, am I heard?" she called in, turning on their walkie-talkie.
"Yep," Diddy replied back, and then added, "Vivian is resting. What do you want?" Bobbery seemed baffled, but mentioned for Luvbi to go on.
"The next location is behind the sand bird's nest tower," she told him. "Will you guys be heading there right now?" Diddy looked over at Vivian, who gave a "no" signal with exhaustion. Diddy paused, and then continued.
"Yeah, but just me," he said back into the walkie-talkie. "Vivian has to rest a little bit, and then she'll join me with the pushing." He darted out of the hut and off to their third watermelon.
"Vivian is resting?" Luvbi asked curiously. Bobbery shrugged.
Bobbery: Without me being an Italian buff, we would have never gotten those definitions as quickly as we did. So I didn't regret my placement for that mission and leaving Vivian as a watermelon roller
Diddy: Where's Mario or Luigi when you need them?
The submarine rose up again to the surface, as Wario stepped away from it with caution from atop his wooden platform: the beginning location of Leg 3. Once fully surfaced, the top of the submarine was removed as Wendy crawled her way out, shaken, but with both the lettuce and tomato in her hands. She handed off the food ingredients to Wario.
"What are these?" he demanded, confused.
"The ingredients, dummy!" she said with disbelief. "We have less than thirty minutes to make the sandwich!" Wario took them, then looked at the green-shaded racing Blooper before him, the animal bobbing slowly on the surface of the water and waiting patiently for the beginning of their high-speed travel.
"Well, about time," he said, putting one foot onto the Blooper, "Because I'm ready to try this baby!" With an ingredient in each of his hands, he put both feet on the surfing Blooper, activating a certain stimuli that caused the animal to jet forwards in an instant.
Surfing Attempt 1
Almost immediately Wario fell off the Blooper, backwards and landing in the water a few feet from the edge of the wooden platform as the animal continued on forwards in a blur. Wendy burst into laughter.
Wendy: Apparently Wario was not prepared at all, because he just fell flat on his back the minute the Blooper started to move. I got a good laugh at the most, but he just wasted time.
"Well, maybe if it paused before it shot off I could have taken it!" Wario sputtered, giving off his bad-tempered excuse. As a producer quickly brought in the existence of another Blooper, Wario grabbed the two floating ingredients and made his way back onto the dock.
Surfing Attempt 2
Wario handed his hat to Wendy, more ready than he was in his previous attempt as he stepped both feet onto the animal. In an instant, both the Blooper and Wario whizzed from the starting dock. This time, Wario's feet were secured into the soft gelatin substance on the surface of the Blooper, opposed to where they had been his previous time around. As Wendy hollered after him, Wario made his first steer, towards the left.
Wario: The water was just whizzing into my face, so just seeing alone was hard, and even almost impossible!
He zoomed right under a raised platform, heading himself towards a stationary motor boat in the middle of the water-based scene. Wario froze, his live vehicle heading directly towards it.
"The boat!" Wendy yelled immediately. Wario steered the Blooper sharply to the right side, avoiding a collision with the rectangular piece of machinery. Wendy looked with horror as Wario swerved directly into a platform pole.
Surfing Attempt 3
Wendy: I don't see why he had to cut across the dangerous obstacles. That seemed very fishy to me, because all the while he could have just used a path around the Bloopers.
"You don't make it this time, you're the Mole," Wendy decided. Wario looked directly at her.
"What?!" he snorted. "That'll prove nothing! But whatevers, I can show you how much better I am than you at surfing."
"Yeah, so much better," Wendy replied sarcastically. "Time is wasting cause of you."
"You probably couldn't even step on one of these!" Wario said with annoyance. Wendy looked back at him, unable to admit his correct statement.
Attempt 3 began as Wario put his feet onto the Blooper for the third time, as it sped off. He and the whizzing animal steered immediately to the left, taking a path that went below the yellow cage as he maneuvered a clear path free from any obstacles.
"Go, Wario!" Yoshi shouted from above, seeing the surfing player zoom by on the surface below.
Wario saw the end pipe in clear view, two green flags placed on both sides of its entrance. As Wario ducked slightly, he kept his ongoing direction as he steered the Blooper right, then left and towards the black abyss that waited at the end of their relay. Their mission was close to its end, and their sandwich was near its completion.
"Hey, I'm here," Vivian said, running over to Diddy's position behind the sand bird tower. As she saw him, she looked at him with alarm: a shovel was in his hand, and he was repeatedly whacking the large watermelon with the edge of the blade, digging into it from every possible side.
"What are you doing" Vivian gasped. Diddy turned to her, then turned back to his process of watermelon slaughtering. The two of them were located behind the sand bird tower nest, their actions out of view from the others.
"Gee, what does it look like I'm doing?" Diddy asked her.
"Umm, killing the watermelon?" Vivian answered. "Or at least doing something that will cost us money. McHallyboo said we had to bring the watermelons unharmed to the pier, in order for them to be worth something. I think you might be doing something wrong."
"Yeah, but look at this first, then consider," Diddy told her, mentioning her to look at the other side of the enlarged fruit. A large thumbprint designed had been carved into the upper-side of the watermelon, displaying the main symbol for their game and serving as an optional clue for the players.
"How about hitting the thumbprint design instead?" Vivian wondered. "Maybe the hidden object is there." Diddy stopped in realization, and then swiftly dug his shovel directly into the center of the thumbprint carving, pushing the handle further so that the entirety of the blade was sunk into the midst of the giant fruit. Once fully in, he pushed the handle down and brought out a large chunk of watermelon innards, as Vivian stepped back with a stunned look. Diddy stepped back too, dumping the contents of his shovel onto the ground and sitting down, exhausted. He looked at the slimy mess around him, caused by his ambition.
"Man," Diddy said, looking at the obliterated watermelon, almost regretfully. "Maybe I did do something wrong."
"Wait, what's that?" Vivian said, spotting a green object among the red mush of watermelon. Diddy jumped forwards as he saw the object himself, grabbing the shiny object and looking closely at the sole word engraved into its circular surface:
EXEMPTION
"No I didn't!" he shouted, jumping towards Vivian, who stepped back in alarm once again. "I didn't do anything wrong! I just won an exemption!" He hollered with ecstasy, jumping off the miniature cliff and onto the main ground as he skipped off to show the others. Vivian followed after him, befuddled.
Vivian: I left myself at the hut, and when I came back to Diddy he immediately just wins an exemption out of nowhere. It confused me just thinking how an exemption was in one of the watermelons in the first place.
Diddy: I knew the thumbprint design meant something. And it did! I'm the luckiest monkey in the world, and nobody was meant to get that exemption except for me. It was good Vivian decided to stay in the hut, otherwise I don't think I would've done anything like that.
"Proof!" Bobbery insisted, skeptic of Diddy's green coin. All four players went over to Goombella's location, as McHallyboo explained the following event in confirmed details.
"Earlier actually, Goombella had been offered to steer the thumbprint watermelon into the water for the exemption herself," McHallyboo said, as all eyes turned to the dock player.
"Well, I wouldn't have done it anyway," Goombella told them truthfully.
"However, this also left the option for either Vivian or Diddy to get the exemption themselves, and by retrieving the token out of the watermelon, Diddy gained himself an exemption. That being, he's guaranteed to be in the next episode." Diddy grinned, as the others felt a wave of dislike.
"Oh, and that watermelon is now destroyed, so there goes four thousand coins," McHallyboo added. "Exemptions must come at a cost, you know?"
"Yes, I should know that quite well," Luvbi said with a slight smile, looking at the green coin in Diddy's palm.
"Man, sorry guys," Diddy said, his voice sounding more delighted than remorseful.
"But," McHallyboo interrupted, "you still have over thirty minutes to get your last, final watermelon, worth eight thousand coins. Your cooperation depends on this. Good luck!" Everyone but Goombella departed from the dock area and to their designated spots, Diddy grinning with the metallic token in his hands that guaranteed his survival.
Wario came upon the Blooper racing obstacle the moment he entered the Ricco Harbor sewers, located right under the main pier and at the entrance of the pipe he had entered. As his green Blooper came to a steady halt, Wario jumped off and stood on the main platform, a table located before him, along with a plate, a knife, a piece of bacon, and an expecting host.
"Greetings Wario," McHallyboo greeted him, as Wario walked towards the array of items, the two ingredients in his hands.
"What, I have to actually make the sandwich?!" he said irritably.
"As the saying goes, there is no free food in this world," the host told him. "You have nine minutes left." Wario placed the tomato down onto the table and began sawing it into bits, not bothering to slice it in the traditional proper format. As time went by, he began cutting the lettuce head, chopping each leaf off and into its own separate manner, then went to pile the bacon atop the other culinary items, ready to form into a proper BLT sandwich.
"Hola!" said a voice from the pipe behind him. Yoshi appeared on his own miniature boat, rowing it as Wendy sat in the back, her legs stretched out and socks dried besides her. As Yoshi stepped off and witnessed Wario's remainder of the mission, Wendy remained where she was, apparently not moving from her position.
"So this all right, McHallyboo?" Wario asked, holding up the three-ingredient sandwich for the host to see.
"I see all three ingredients indeed, so that is indeed a BLT sandwich!" McHallyboo said with confirmation. "But I have an offer to make to you before you eat it." Wendy immediately got up onto her feet from the inside of their row boat, bedazzled at McHallyboo's twist statement.
"Oh no, not again!" Wendy exclaimed. She turned to the host with an angry stare.
"The value for this mission now stands at eight thousand coins," said McHallyboo. "Seven thousand was already lost in the tomato mishap earlier during this game." Yoshi smiled awkwardly, as Wendy glared at him.
"This is for an exemption, Wario," the host told him. "You can throw the sandwich right into the water behind us to receive it, but all money for this mission will be lost, and your work here would then be deemed worthless." McHallyboo pointed to the expanse remainder area of the Blooper obstacle course behind them, intensifying its existence of water. Wario gulped, looking at the sandwich.
"Or, you can eat it and win the game," the host added. "Which is it going to be?"
"Gah, Wario," Yoshi said, looking sad at the host's sudden offer. "Just eat it for all of us, please?" Wendy instantly got out of her miniature row boat and stepped her way hurriedly to Wario, putting her face up to his and ignoring the fact that she had gotten her socks wet once again in the process.
"How dare you accept the exemption!" Wendy said, staring vehemently at Wario. Wario seemed stunned at the player's sudden appearance before him.
"Err, I didn't take it yet," Wario retorted. He looked contemplatively at the BLT sandwich he had made, then at McHallyboo on the other side of the table.
"Well, I know you will anyway," Wendy replied, folding her arms. "So go ahead."
"Wario, no!" Yoshi begged, travelling up to the BLT table as well, "We worked hard too. Please don't just take the exemption and ignore us. Do it for all of us!"
Wario turned to his two teammates, one of them with pleading eyes and the other with a smirk displayed on her face. McHallyboo twirled the green card in his hand playfully, the word EXEMPTION reflected off its front as Wario finally made his mind.
"All right, I'll eat the sandwich," he said slowly, "only if Wendy admits she can't Blooper surf as good as I can." Wendy's face turned from relieved to unenthusiastic.
"Never mind, go ahead and take the exemption," Wendy decided, her mind changing instantly. Yoshi's face dropped from a smile to a look of horror.
"What? No!" Yoshi sputtered, looking at her with disbelief. "You can't just say that!"
"I can say whatever I want," Wendy corrected, "and I just said what I meant." Wario snickered.
"Well, if she doesn't say it…" Wario raised the sandwich slowly into the air, his arm tilting in the direction of the open water.
"No, I won't," Wendy repeated. Wario frowned.
"Just say it," the obese individual said in a half-demand.
"I'm not degrading myself to the level of a person like you," Wendy snorted. McHallyboo grinned silently at the building drama, as Yoshi scratched his head.
"Come on," Yoshi pleaded. "Wario is actually willing to give his exemption away. This is like a rare moment!"
"Yeah, surprise, surprise," Wario grumbled, slowly reconsidering his decision.
"Hey, admitting that you're not good at Blooper surfing isn't really that bad," Yoshi told Wendy.
"Well, I know, but…" Wendy started. She looked over at the Blooper behind her, catching her attention as it splashed heavily against the edge of the soaked platform they were standing on, almost as if it were trying to reach out to her. She sighed, realizing her irrationality.
"Fine, fine, Wario happens to be a better Blooper surfer than I am," she murmured in a fast tone, rolling her eyes. Yoshi jumped with success as Wario gulped the sandwich in literally one bite, the bread and all three ingredients that the three of them had hard worked for gone in a matter of seconds. McHallyboo put the exemption card back into his coat pocket and looked at his pocket watch, then smiled up at the players.
"Well congrats, you just boosted your team pot 8,000 coins!" he announced. "Ricco Harbor ends in a surprise win. Well done, workers."
Team Pot
58,000 coins
"Well, I'm still surprised though," Wendy said truthfully, looking at the empty plate, "that you took money for the team pot over an exemption." Wario mumbled something under his breath.
"Nah, I think it's better to play fair," Yoshi spoke up. "When Luvbi took that exemption in the first episode, it kinda ruined the game for all of us. Especially Boo."
"Oh, don't remind me of that, ever!" Wendy said, holding her hand up and covering one ear.
"Well, if I get executed this episode you'll owe me something big time!" Wario told them, more jokingly than in an angry manner. The three of them followed McHallyboo onto the spare rowing boat and out of the sewers, then towards their original boat as they journeyed away from the industrialized sea port.
Bobbery and Luvbi darted out of the way as their presumed final Dune Bud was supplied with water. As the sand sculpture sank back into the ground though, it was apparent that no clue in Italian had emerged out.
"Nonsense," Bobbery said, looking around the beach for any other Dune Buds.
"Perhaps the final clue is not located in a Dune Bud," Luvbi considered. "Opposed to being in one of the plants. Maybe the clue is located elsewhere for us. Think." Bobbery furrowed his eyebrows, thinking, but then pointed towards the flora area of the beach.
"A Dune Bud indeed!" he noticed, as he and Luvbi brought their bucket over to the Dune Bud sequestered from the majority of the others. Luvbi frowned as Bobbery inverted the bucket: the water had leaked out.
"Oh, and yet again the bucket crack has cost us," Luvbi stated bitterly as Bobbery went to fetch their final bucket of water. Together, they poured the water onto the plant, ducking away in time as this time around, the Dune Bud sunk swiftly into the ground instead of popping up, forming the shape of a large dinosaur footprint. In the middle of the depression was their final clue.
"So, translation---" Luvbi began, but Bobbery held the paper up for her to see.
"No, this one is rather different than the others," Bobbery noticed, reading over the message, one that differed from the previous ones with the fact that there was no need for a translation. But a heavy translation would be required in order to understand its proper, accurate meaning:
The Mole's act is closer than you think
Episode 3 continues! The pot grows, and so does the Mole's various attempts.
(Edit: I had decided to scrap the idea of a twist execution for Episode 3, and have actually prepared for its arrival at the end of Episode 4 instead. That being, the ending for Episode 2 was altered a little bit to prevent confusion)
A new picture is located on my profile! This time, it's the flier that was handed out during Episode 2's party mission. Can you see its connection to the Mole?
And I'm definitely planning the website, so hopefully it'll be open before Episode 4 starts. Thank you to all reviewers! The website is dedicated right to you guys, heh =)
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