【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ She would dearly love to say she doesn't feel a flush in her cheeks again; she can easily pretend distraction -- it isn't entirely an act when someone is in her personal space with such intent -- but she can't imagine any actor being able to blush on command in the near immediate way she has in response to this teasing. The truth is that she personally has done very well when given hands-on examples to work with.
But as she always does, she marches on regardless of any heat in her cheeks. Her lavender eyes, drawn back to Aurelia's face now, refuse to look away again. Not even when she's leaned into and given the whispered invitation that the whole concept of the film depends on. ]
Surely recreating your likeness accurately will make my work stand out. I believe I can impress you with my finished product. [ When she begins to lean in herself, a bit as though tugged by an invisible thread, she's well and truly struck by the fact that she has never had a partner smaller than she is. ] Will you please offer your guidance, Professor?
[ The slightly dazed but no less watchful look in his eyes sends a thrill of gratification straight down her spine and into her belly, where it continues to spark like a lit fuse. Beyond experiences that mark them, she recognizes Dan Heng as studious -- she is that type herself -- and there is no shortage of pleasure to be taken in the distraction and absorption of his attention. ]
I will.
[ He is no less demanding for being aroused, just as she should be, and she does her best to maintain her own act, bold but not defiant. The intrigue and quickly growing arousal are no act at all.
She rises up and off him, beside him on the bed just long enough to slip her underwear, such a scrap of black lace that it's clear the wardrobe department was primarily focused on titillation for this scene, down her hips and off her legs. She can't afford to overthink the performance aspect of this, their audience, or she will simply never stop blushing but she doesn't hesitate to kneel over his head, her body pointed down his. The pale hair at the apex of her thighs is neatly trimmed, a telltale glisten on her labia. ]
You needn't worry that I will let you go unattended.
[ With that she lowers onto his face, more eager than she would care to admit for the friction of his mouth and chin, and leans forward to finally tug his silken panties down. ]
[The look in Makoto's eyes, the feeling of her hands tangled in her hair, all of the noises she's making... it's addicting, intoxicating. Ann tilts her head up into Makoto's hands like an overeager cat, and her eager consent makes heat pool low in her stomach. The suit tattoo has bloomed in dark and elegant lace patterns along her arms and hands when she moves to undo the rest of the buttons, a slight tremble working its way through her fingers as she does.
Ann's breathing has grown heavier, her pupils so dilated that they have almost swallowed up the pale blue of her irises. Still, her hands are gentle as they touch the skin revealed to her: her index finger trails reverently down the line of Makoto's throat. Hands brushing over her collarbone. Ann lowers her head to place a kiss between Makoto's breasts. She has to swallow hard before speaking again.]
Mako-chan.... you're so pretty. You're beautiful. [The words blur at the edges with want. She sounds punch-drunk, but her hands don't tremble when she takes Makoto's breasts in her hands, squeezing and gently kneading before she leans forward again to press kisses between them. She wants to remove her bra too, to see more of her, and she thinks fuzzily that she will soon, so soon — she just has to keep herself under control.]
[ "Intoxicating" is exactly the right word for it.
[ Every little sensation - huff of breath against her skin, every brush of Ann's fingers - was electric. She couldn't take her eyes off of Ann ... seeing the other girl looking at her with undisguised desire - so eager to undo her buttons that her hands were shaking - was so arresting that it felt almost hypnotic. Makoto just watched, wide-eyed and breathless and covered in goosebumps, as Ann opened up her blouse ...
[ And then her head lolled back as Ann's lips pressed against her breastbone, eyes falling shut so she can savor that feeling without distraction.
[ "Mako-chan.... you're so pretty. You're beautiful."]
Not like you ...
[ Maybe that sounded self-effacing, but it wasn't meant to be. When it came to beauty, Ann simply stood on her own, and Makoto wanted her to know that.
[ She opened her mouth to say more - to tell Ann how stunningly gorgeous she was, how sweet and kind she was, how good this felt - but Ann's hands find her breasts and the words fizzle out. Instead, she whimpers, back arching to push her chest forward to offer herself up to Ann. ]
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No worries! I was the one who's been extra slow as of late, so thank you for continuing despite that
[He chuckles a little in response.] From one duke to another, titles offer very little here. Whether you're an average person or a king, no one really sees the difference here. Especially since people might be more interested in your rank that the resort will give you. There's a hierarchy already in place, though I don't agree in treating people based on something like that anyways.
[Wriothesley would much prefer treat someone based on their merits as a person and as an equal.] Wriothesley. I was the administrator of my nation's prison, but that means very little here.
[His smile comes easily.] And I won't hold it to you. Honestly, sometimes it's easy to forget about introductions when you're trying to adjust suddenly finding yourself in a place like this. Besides, I cannot say a man who makes a good cup of tea like this can leave a bad impression.
[ the silence between her and blade after they'd both come was heavy, thick with the aftershocks of everything he'd just done to her. her body feels wrecked, raw and oversensitive, the ghost of his touch still imprinted on her skin. she's barely conscious, her eyes heavy-lidded as her breath comes in uneven, shuddering gasps that she can no longer keep down after being thoroughly fucked like that.
after what seems like forever to her, he finally eases back. the feeling of his release leaking out of her makes her cheeks burn, and she adjusts her panties once more time before pulling her skirt down and buttoning up her shirt in a hurry before the train finally announces their destined stop. she tries to meet blade's gaze on the glass once more, face flushed as she hopes to make eye contact with him one last time.
it's a little frustrating, not being able to say anything from start to finish. they had to hold back on so many things for the sake of discretion. so if blade catches her gaze, she will give him a bashful smile and the tiniest of nods before the double doors slide open with a resounding hiss, and she joins the throng of people walking out of the train and into --
the set, where the director yells "CUT" and a satisfied grin. seems like they nailed this one. but she's just going to stand aside and wait for blade first before leaving, since it'd be rude to just... go on without saying a single word. ]
[How shocked would Zoro be if he learned that in fact Reno is the one with the higher rank between the two of them, and while having quite unorthodox methods, is still very serious about his work. And that Rude even indulges Reno sometimes with going over the top, but would never punish him. Unless, of course, it's in bed.
Reno blinks at Rude, the smirk on his lips somewhere between devilish and somewhat pretending to be innocent, but failing badly. Hey, this is a porno, no one wants to see good acting. His gaze drops from Rude's eyes down to the bulge in his pants and he tilts his head, raising an eyebrow.]
'Cause I think it's true. Looks like you'd already be very interested in such a deal. So how 'bout it? I suck ya off, and you forget 'bout the bad grades? And if you also wanna forget whatever else you're complaining about, I might even let you fuck my pretty tight little ass, professor
[he leans even more forward as he emphasizes Rude's fake academic title, showing off just how badly buttoned the blouse is, the tie basically dangling freely in Reno's cleavage]
Ah, I get it. You felt like you were missing out, didn't you? It's okay, daozhang. We can go back, and then I'll get out of all my clothes for the shower.
[ And if Xiao Xingchen wants it, for more than the shower.
Despite the ease in his tone and actions, though, Xue Yang is always keeping his appearance in the back of his mind. If Xiao Xingchen wants to actually see him naked, he'll need to make sure his appearance doesn't revert to his normal one.
But it's not as if things are too different from before. Previously it was a pinky, now it's a face. He's always been quietly keeping things from Xiao Xingchen. That hasn't changed. ]
[her words of trust make Reno pause briefly, barely noticable between his adjustments to get the zipper open. But he looks at the back of her head for a moment, before nodding to himself and returning to his task. Yeah, she trusts him. And that's why he has to hold himself back and not make things between them any weirder than they already are.]
To be fair, wouldn't make much of a difference between you and a princess, right?
[okay, he can't help but to tease her at least a little bit, getting the zipper to move further down her back and exposing skin inch by inch. He's looking. He's definitely looking, but he'll deny it if anyone's asking]
[Reno's eyes flicker up to Olivine's perfectly flushed face, taking in the reddened cheeks and the pleading look in those eyes. But oh, that begging does indeed sound wonderful in his ears
He rounds the gem once more, then licks further down, right to Olivine's groin, once along that trapped cock of his, helplessly twitching and begging for release. But then Reno drops to his knees and spreads Olivine's legs further, pulling him right to the edge of the altar and while wrapping one hand around that pulsing length, the other holds one of Olivine's legs up and apart, so that he can freely let his tongue slide over the other's hips bone along his cock, over his balls, and right down between his cheeks.]
[ From Genya’s point of view, Aak continues to be a fantastic actor. It’s as if he’s really excited by this power play. Meanwhile, Genya’s already finding himself a bit too invested in his role—because he does, in fact, have a tragically dead mother who he loved dearly. He can understand the perspective of this poor street thug.
He scowls up at the feline—a harsh expression ruined by the red hue of his face. Then, with a deep inhale, his eyelashes lower and he drags down the band of his boxers. His cock isn’t hard yet, but the rush of shame and embarrassment earn a twitch as the blood in his body floods south.
That embarrassment and shame are real. This kind of thing—being watched (let alone filmed)—is extremely unfamiliar. Why can’t that weirdo cameraman look away!! At least the director is busy giggling at the wall now. ]
[ Well, Keita did warn him. And now he gets the reap the benefits of Bakugo not paying his warning enough mind, in the form of drinking in the sight of Bakugo's mouth working around his cock, doing his best to swallow all of Keita's spend and not quite succeeding. Thin trails of semen drip from the corners of his mouth, and Keita hums a satisfied noise as he reaches out to catch one of them with his thumb. ]
And you look good like this, [ Keita says, lifting his hand so he can suck his own thumb clean. Despite having just reached orgasm, there's still heat in his gaze as he looks down at Bakugo—not something he's putting on for the cameras, because Keita isn't even thinking about the cameras anymore, but a genuine desire for more of whatever Bakugo wants to give him. ] But surely you're not satisfied with only that, hm?
[ He shifts back a little, allowing Bakugo more space to sit up and get himself situated. Keita is leaving it up to him how he wants to proceed—maybe he is satisfied with just a blowjob (although Keita sincerely doubts that will be true), or maybe he'll want to throw Keita down on the futon, or... At any rate, Keita thinks it's unlikely that Bakugo will let all his preparation go to waste. ]
[ Though he had put on an assured and reliable front, with Minato in his hands, Genya’s nerves grow. He feels like a dog that’s finally caught the sexy squirrel. Now that he has him, he’s dumbfounded on what to do with him. Minato’s so pretty… feels so good pressed against him… and those slender fingers pulling at his shirt are so attractive. Genya’s quickly turned on despite not being the one drugged with sex drugs. If Minato touches his dick the risk of coming immediately is high. Too high.
There’s only one answer: Service Top.
Genya tilts his head into the kiss, tongue curling inside Minato’s mouth while his hands snake down. He wastes no time in unfastening the other teen’s pants, shoving fabric down so that it pools around Minato’s pretty ankles. Though clumsy at first, his hand quickly shows how deft it can be—his own textured fingers stroke the length of Minato’s cock, thumbing beneath the glans in a teasing squeeze when he reaches the tip.
“Maybe not a catch, just a disadvantage? My lack of experience that is.” She frowns slightly, but it doesn’t last long.
She takes his hand gingerly, following him as he leads her on. A thousand things are running through her mind, many of which are if she is making the right choice to sleep with a stranger. A kind stranger but a stranger none-the-less. If what Shanks was saying is true, she would face consequences if she didn’t perform, so she may as well.
If she separates the act from love, it becomes easier, right? She’s not in love with this man, she has no romantic feelings toward him, but she must trust him enough to lay bare with him.
She smiles up at him. “I hope you don’t mind me being a little nervous about all this.”
Meaning she hopes it doesn’t affect his decision to do this.
[Rude prolongs Reno's moment of pleasure as he plays with the piercing, shivering and moaning while the world around him is reduced to nothing but him, Rude and the pure pleasure his partner just made him feel.
And still, he does as Rude told him, and keeps rolling his hips, pushing himself again and again onto Rude's cock, the sound become more and more obscene, now that he's filled with the other's cum.
He shakes his head, breathless though for a moment, and reaches back to grab the back of Rude's head to have something to hold on to as he keeps riding and fucking them both back to hardness.]
Won't .. won't stop until ..aaahh .. ya tell me to-!
[He's a mess in all the ways he can be one, and there will be an interesting walk of shame later, but that would mean that Reno would have such a thing as Shane in the first place.]
Do they now? Well, guess I just gotta show them how good I am. Or at least one right now,
[he grins, but it's quickly replaced by a sharp exhale as he fucks himself on four fingers, spreading them wide until he's sure that he's prepared enough, and has given the camera enough of a show to satisfy the audience as well. Eventually, he pulls those fingers free and wipes them on his thigh, not wearing any sort of fabric any more that he could otherwise use.]
Well, then wherever you're from, you're clearly missing out. There's too many fun colors at this point to stick to the same boring ones,
[Midgar offers a variety of shades for those that want to dye their hair all sorts of colors, but Reno has been sticking to one for almost all of the time that he has also been a Turk.
He grins at the comment, finishing his job blending and reaches for the powder, not noticing that it seems to be a little off in comparison to the powders he used on others before.]
Well. Gotta show people my fiery personality right from the get go, right? And then it's up to them whether they need to see it as a warning or not. It always depends on who I'm playing with~ But I promise that I'm at least not venomous. Would take the fun out of so many things, too,
[with a chuckle, he applies the powder to his client's face, pressing it into his skin with a soft velours puff to set the foundation and makeup to last under the studio lights]
[ Ah, a kindred soul in more than one way. Ferdinand's smile glows a bit brighter at having his teamaking be so appreciated. Despite the unusual circumstances and the information provided to him, he can take comfort in at least finding some good company. ]
You are too kind. In truth, I was unsure how I would fare, given that the materials to serve tea are a bit different from what I am used to.
[ He folds his arms over his chest, then brings a hand up to his chin thoughtfully. The hierarchy system doesn't particularly sit well with him, but he's always been a bit more forward-thinking than most of his fellow nobles. ]
But I suppose our current predicament takes precedence over that. This is a resort, you say? It seems rather unrelaxing at the moment.
[When it comes to Nanako, there's a risk of homesickness flaring in him -- as much as he misses his friends and his room in the Dojima home, she may be one of the people he misses more than anyone else. Luckily, the nudge gets a laugh out of him before he can think too hard; it's short but amused, and he tugs one last time on the braided pigtail before pulling it off.]
Maybe I'll keep the wig, then. Aspirationally.
[Ah. Stupid joke hours continue, apparently.] ... Although I guess they're not going to ask for the costumes back at all, after that twist.
[At least, he's yet to be chased down by a staff member for any of this other stupid movie stuff.]
[ she takes him wonderfully, despite the fact that he thought it might be uncomfortable for her, or even painful. but it isn't. she's more than wet enough to accommodate him easily, though the fit is blissfully tight.
the world has narrowed down to the two of them, the cameras and lights a distant thought as they move together, fucking slowly, his cocks pushing deep with every roll of his hips, ridges catching against her walls, rubbing, massaging. her slick wets his thighs, both of their bodies growing dewy with sweat now, overheated in the best sort of way.
but the languid pace lasts only so long. soon dan heng begins to move a little more quickly, stretching her open as he pushes his cocks deep, panting hot against her mouth. one hand squeezes at her ass, holding tightly as he ruts his hips, while the other slides up to cup one of her breasts. ]
[The hand on his shoulder causes him to tense a little. Normally he'd welcome the contact, but right now he's a bit... riled up.
At least she realizes what's happening to her. Though her words only serve to remind him this is his fault for offering her a chocolate. All those prior warnings he gave her, and he's the one who got them into this mess. Still, his smile is unfaltering as he replies without missing a beat.]
What do you mean, "we"? You're a big girl, so you can take care of yourself.
[There's no other option. Right? Despite experimenting with collecting other cards, he and Jun never worked out anything like an open relationship. Plus she's drugged. Who's to say she'd sleep with him normally, despite how good-looking he is? There's no sense in straining their friendship either, although his response just now might have done the job, anyway.
... he should probably just go. The theater is dark and hopefully no one will be looking at the front of his pants. He should go and take care of himself.
Though if he does stay, won't he get a card? Even if she does just take care of herself, that's still enough to "count." As long as someone else is nearby, it counts as a card exchange. He learned that entirely on accident. Not that he needs her card, and it's probably scummy if he stays around for just that. Plus it sounds a lot like torture, having her so close, doing something that intimate, and being unable to—
Well, maybe it's a torture he deserves at this point. Either way, it should be her call.]
I'll look somewhere else to give you privacy. Unless you'd rather I leave. Or if you want to look at my lovely face while you do it...~♪
[But she won't need to look at him sitting there in order to see his face. The "dildo of death" gets positioned at the actor's defenseless hole, he screams in fear-slash-excitement, and then the screen goes changes. It goes black, and a title card appears. "MEANWHILE, IN THE RESEARCH LAB..."
The next cut shows none other than Hiyori Tomoe, shrieking as his body is encased in green goop. That's the stuff from the bubbling pods, which moves on its own and tries to absorb anyone in its path! He flails his arms and attempts to kick his legs (though both of them are stuck in the goop), and this time, the camera does focus on his face as he wails in fright.
"EEEEEK! Hurry up and kill it!!!"
Hiyori's attention turns back to the movie. He stares, his smile slipping clean off his face and his expression turned angry.]
[ dan heng watches raptly as she tugs down her panties, bare for him now, and beautiful from head to toe. he swallows thickly, a punch of saliva at the back of his throat once she begins to straddle him, eyes fixed on the blush pink between her thighs.
he nearly meets her halfway, tipping up his chin and parting his lips as she lowers herself, both of dan heng's hands lifting to curl around her thighs.
oh, she tastes exquisite, salty sweet against his tongue as he drags it over her puffy folds, tasting the moisture between them. he doesn't have too much experience with this, but right now dan heng is running on instinct, worrying less about performing well and more about simply pleasing her, and enjoying himself. everything else is fading into the background.
with an appreciative hum, he sets to work, dragging his tongue along her outer labia almost languidly, wanting to memorize the shape of her, the texture of her against his lips and tongue, before moving on to her inner lips. she's wetter there, slick and sweet, and he glides deep, delving, before flicking the tip of his tongue against the underside of her swollen clit.
by then, she has removed his bottoms, and he, too, is bared for her, his cocks both fully hard by now, protruding from his swollen slit, aching with need. they're of an average size, ridged along the underside, powder teal in color fading to pink at their blush pink tips, where precum beads already. ]
[ The bulge straining against Scott's costume isn't subtle at all, and the darkening damp spot would immediately draw attention to it. But instead of taking in the state of Scott's costume, Minato's gaze is fixated on Scott with his lips wrapped around his cock. The tiny vibrations from his throat are maddening, especially once his entire length rests within the searing heat of Scott's mouth. He can't help the whimper that Scott pries from him as the lace is massaged against his balls, the texture creating a contrast with the smooth and wet cavern of his friend's mouth.
Scott's rewarded with even more pre leaking onto his tongue. Minato's left shuddering, too, as he braces himself with a hand against Scott's shoulder, knees feeling weak as Scott's tongue traces along the side of his cock. ]
S -- Scott,
[ Minato's barely coherent as he throbs against Scott's tongue. Between the leisurely manner that Scott undressed him and way Scott utilizes the fabric of his lingerie, it's not clear how much longer he'll be able to hold on. Even as it stands, he's fully erect within Scott's mouth. ]
[Using the blush, he sets about painting Scott's cheeks as rosy as two red apples. He'll look very cute when Hiyori is done.]
I do indeed!
[An immediate response.]
It's a lot of work, but it's the perfect job for me. Which you'd think would give me a leg up when it comes to all this film stuff, but this whole place is highly taboo for idols. We're basically role models, sort of like heroes are supposed to be, so we try to keep our images squeaky clean. Not that that's truly possible here...
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