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Brave New World	By : Vally Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1640 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author: Nkundra
A/N: K… Well this is a very fun chapter! *^^* I hope you enjoy it and get a good laugh!! ^^ I had a great time writing it despite my fucked up work schedule and originally intending it to be a crack load longer!! OH and my major writing flaw rears it’s head though I hope to keep it under control. I have added a few original characters though they will be minor!! I swear they will stay minor and be used for nothing but forwarding the story! No taking over the world for these OCs!!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the X-men or Ville Valo or Bam Margera. I make zero cash on this so keep the lawyers and such at bay! I am but a poor college student have mercy on my abused, EasyMac(which is also copyrighted and not mine) nourished frame!!!!
Warnings: VAM, SLASH, Violence, cursing, ooc-ness, Humor, crossover, and now OCs!! ^^

Archiving: If you would like to add my work to your own site please send me an Email. Or if you have a suggestion of another good place for me to post send me a link. ^^

Reviewer Shit!!!

Well, umm…a lot of the people in the HIM section of AFF seem to be under the false impression that this is a challenge answer and technically it isn’t. Hell one of the challenges I wrote myself, the “Viva La Mutants!” Challenge, though it may resemble one it isn’t a direct answer. Yes a few things will look ‘familiar’ but this is, like I said, more or less a crack fic that I’m writing because I’m bored out of my socks and my boyfriend is doing an impressive impersonation of a work-a-holic! But yeah. Glad everyone’s enjoying! Big shout outs to: Zacky and Anon in the HIM section and Chaos Raider Tenshi in the X men section! Thanx guys!!(all AFF) And Kutoja from FF, even though I don’t really fully understand her/his review… Eh… ^^; SO if you could elaborate I would really appreciate it!!!

Oh and I forgot before:

Wordness: thoughts

Brave New World
And the chaos one can create there…

“Bammie, out of all of the ridiculous ideas I’ve been privy to, this may top them all.” Ville said as he watched him lover search high and low for the keys to Scotts little red car.

“What?! Would you rather take the tank?” Bam asked honestly motioning a bit wildly at the X-van(I don’t remember what it’s called! If you do, mail me!) and Ville sighed as the others laugh.

“Honestly, if we have to steal something I’d rather steal the vehicle less likely to be completely destroyed.” Ville said.

“Tank it is then!! Anybody know where the keys are?”

“I vill get them!” Kurt announced before disappearing in a cloud of sulfur.

Bam blinked, “Now that’s a cool ass power. Hey what can the rest of you guys do? I was wondering.”

“I can make things go boom!” Boom Boom smirked.

“Ah….. Nifty. What about you Spyke? Something tells me the name has something to do with your talent?” Bam smiled at the dark skinned boy.

“Well….” Spyke held up an arm and several bony spikes emerged from the skin.

“Jesus!! That kicks ass!” Bam exclaimed and began prodding a spike curiously, “That Logan asshole has claws but these things look a shit load cooler!”

“Bam! Your language kulta!” Ville told the skater, sighing in frustration.

“Keep your panties on Willa!”

“Got them!” Kurt reappeared, keys dangling from two fingers.

“Thanks!” Bam took them with a grin, “Hey Kurt do you do anything else?”

“Eh…. What do you mean?”

“Your mutant powers.” Ville clarified.

“Ummm… Well…” Kurt was obviously nervous.

“C’mon Kurt just show ‘em! They won’t care.” Boom Boom insisted as she reached over to the German‘s image inducer.

“Taby!” He exclaimed as his human features melted into blue fur and yellow eyes.

“Whoa!” Bam grinned.

“Ihana.” Vile murmured. Kurt looked up sharply.

“You really think so?” The blue mutant asked, blushing beneath his fur.

“Of course darling.” Ville smiled sweetly, “I know several people who would find you very appealing, including myself and most likely Bammie as well. On top of your beautifully unique looks you have a good heart and that is the true key to any heart. Unless your Bam. In his case he‘s just cute enough to make up for being an ass.”

“You are so mean to me…..” Bam said in mock hurt before smirking over at Kurt, “But yeah, I bet that Gerard guy would be all over him!”

“I would not let Gerard get within ten feet of him!” Ville said sternly.

Bam laughed as he unlocked the huge battle vehicle and pulled himself in. Ville got into the passenger seat as the others got in the back. As the Finn fiddle with what he assumed to be the radio Boom Boom gave Bam the five second guide to driving the X-Van. Kurt got his image inducer back on and Spyke complained about the lack of leg room as Jamie simply bounced excitedly between Kurt and Boom Boom. Finally with a shit eating grin Bam peeled out of the garage, a shout of excitement coming from the other occupants of the vehicle. Spyke gave them the simple directions to a rather remote skate park on the edge of town, cryptically saying it was better because the owner, some weird old guy named Dwayne, didn’t get as pissed if something blew up.

“Are you guys dating?” Jamie suddenly asked bringing silence to the group.

Bam and Ville looked down at their joined hands by the gear shift. They hadn’t even noticed themselves until Jamie questioned the gesture. Their gazes shift up to one another and Bam smiled. He looked at the kid in the rearview mirror and smiled, “Yeah. We are.”

“Kiittää te.” Ville said softly.

“What?” Spyke’s voice was full of disgust and Bam‘s gaze flicked sharply to the dark skinned mutant‘s.

“Hey, I spent enough of my life hiding in our own fucking dimension and I ain’t about to start doin’ it again! So you can either get over it or walk!”

Spyke gulped and just stuttered, “Chill man. It just surprised me is all. I really don’t care! Honest!”

“Good cause we’re here and I plan on having a kick ass time!” Bam announced as he pulled sharply into the dirt and gravel “parking lot”.

“It certainly looks…. Interesting.” Ville said as he looked out the window.

Beyond a pair of simple buildings, one labeled “Den” and the other “Shack”, was something that reminded the Finn of Skatopia in Ohio. Only…. Bigger with more chaos, if that was possible. He could see skateboards and BMX bikes in the foreground and hear the roar of what he assumed to be motocross bikes in the background. This would be heaven on Earth for his Bammie, he was sure of it. Now to pray that the American didn’t kill himself in his excitement. Ville turned to see his lover already standing beside the car taking everything in with a look of awe. Half a second later and the man was darting toward the building where a few strangers loitered on the porch, the “Den” if the sign read correctly. Ville sighed and got out as well.

“Does he even have any money to get in with?” Boom Boom asked.

“ I doubt it.” Ville sighed as he and the rest of the group fallowed in Bam’s wake.

“If he’s as good as he says he is he might not have to pay.” Evan said absently.

“That would be awesome! Do you think Wade will challenge Bam?” Jamie asked excitedly. Evan just shrugged as they approached the “Den” and two of the loiterers greeted them warmly.

“Hey Spyke, you gonna tell every weirdo in this hell hole town about our paradise?!” A blue haired youth asked, lip ring sparkling as he grinned.

“Yeah. If you keep this up I don’t know who’s gonna ban you first Wade or Dwayne.” Said a lithe, bleach blond in loose jeans and neon green imitation Converses, his pale, hairless chest bare and sleek. A boy, not much older then Evan himself Ville guessed, and probably resembling how his Bam had once looked, years ago, before his fame and fortune. Back before all he had was time to sculpt his body, to make it perfect for his profession. Not that he had enough care to spend much time sculpting, the Finn’s mind snorted, bringing him back to the present.

“Wade can try if he wants but me and Dwayne are on great terms and the ol’ man wouldn’t let that punk ass ban me for any reason!” Evan said confidently.

“Who are Dwayne and Wade?” Ville asked.

“Dwayne owns this place and Wade is currently the official ramp king. He’s the best skater here so he gets some perks.” Said the blond smiling flirtatiously at Ville, “And I’m Luka.”

Evan rolled his eyes as he watched the other youth bat his baby blues sop like Bam’s at the older man, “Just give it up dude. Ville’s already taken.”

“Wha? No way!” With a half remorseful smile Ville nodded and Luka’s face fell, “Damn. Just tell me it ain’t the energizer bunny in there.”

“Actually, his name is Bam and I have been with him for nearly five years(my math and memory fails so get over it if it’s wrong!)” Luka looked like a kicked puppy, “Sorry darling.”

“S’ok. I’ll live I s’pose. So, you skate?” Luka perked right back up, just like Ville’s Bammie.

“Hardly! That there is the greatest singer in the whole damn world!” Bam burst back through the front door of the Den grinning like a mad man, a floppy eared hound dog and an older man following close behind.

“Spyke!” The old man looked suspiciously at the young mutant, “This lunatic says you showed him an’ all these people here my place.”

“Yes sir.” Spyke seemed unsure if he was in trouble or not.

“He also says he’s the only one skatin’ sides lil’ Jamie here. That right?”

“Yes sir.”

“Welp…. Lets see what ya got boy.” The older man, hound at his side, started to walk off toward the back of the house toward one of the large outdoor set ups Ville had seen.

Bam grinned and took Ville’s hand pulling him along to follow the old man and his dog. Looking back at Evan and Luka both shrugged at the older man and began to follow as well, Kurt, Jamie and Boom Boom on their heels. Ville wasn’t a skater but being in love with one meant you learned a thing or two, weather you like it or not, and from what he could tell the old man, Dwayne he assumed, had taken them to this place’s equivalent of Skatopia’s King Dong. To one side was a hut and a large full pipe beside it. This seemed to be the biggest difference. Rather then an actual building there was simply a roof and the pipe looked… Well bigger. Ville really wasn’t sure if that was the term but it was close enough for him. Bam was grinning madly and the old man looked on in almost disinterest.

“Well boy?”

“Huh?” Bam asked distractedly as he looked over the set up mentally comparing it to everything similar that he had skated back home.

“Get in there! Or do I gotta push ya down myself?!” Dwayne had a hard frown on his face as he motioned at the edge of the bowl and the hound woofed insistently.

“Oh!” Bam was flying down the slope in seconds.

Ville loved watching Bam skate. The man was truly in his element while skating. The only time the Finn could think of seeing his lover more relaxed was when they were alone. These were the times when the kinder, loving side of his American. When behind closed doors it revealed itself through soft touches, small almost shy smiles that revealed how young the other man really was even if it was only at heart, and little gifts. Ville loved the gifts the most, not for their material value but because they were accompanied by one or all of Bam’s other gestures. A specially ordered black and red rose, dragon’s blood oil and lavender incense or sweet vanilla candles twinkling all over the room with something soft and melodic in the background. These would be followed by a hopeful smile and concerned, “You like it right?” Sometimes Ville just wanted to hit him and yell “Of course you silly man! It couldn’t be more perfect!” But he just smiled and kissed his beloved. When Bam skated though, it was only in his face. Sharp grins, normally blazing blue eyes all softened into satisfied smiles and sparkling cerulean oceans. His body was loose and languid, flying through the air and executing all manners of twists, turns and spins like a bird soaring through the sky.

“Hmm.” The old man seemed mildly impressed and a crowd had begun to gather around watching Bam from every angle. There were even a few carefully avoiding being mowed over as they actually stood within the bowl or inside the pipe.

Several young bloods, Evan’s age and a few younger like Jamie watched in awe while older men looked on, respect growing in their gazes. One smug looking bastard with a shock of red streaked black hair and copper splotched hazel eyes came to stand beside Dwayne. “This must be Wade.” Ville mused. He could practically feel the rage rolling off the man. He was younger then Bam, probably just out of or about to finish High School. He had the cocky air of someone who needed to be put in their place, hard, and Bam would be the perfect person for the job. The Finn was a bit surprised that none of the other veteran skaters had handed the kid’s ass to him on a platter but they probably didn’t think this punk worthy of their time. They skated because they enjoyed it. They had regular jobs, lives beyond the pipes, ramps and bowls. If this kid was so desperate to rule this fantasy they dabbled in on their days off then that was his prerogative. They were just here to skate.

“Who’s that guy Dwayne?” The youth sneered.

“That may just be the new ramp king.” The old man said, twisting the title a bit mockingly. Obviously Wade was self proclaimed and Dwayne was being indulgent.

The youth growled as he watched Bam narrowly miss a grinning spectator, grabbing the man’s can of beer as he passed and the old man turned to leave but stopped beside Ville, looking at him and the others of the X-party without boards, “Why don’t you three come down to my office. Spyke can tell yer other friend where yer at if he asks. I’ve got some questions.”

“Uh. Sure?” Boom Boom said with a smile glancing at Ville and Kurt who shrugged.

“Good.” With that the man turned away and the trio followed, Ville threw a look at Evan conveying the importance of informing Bam of where they were.

Dwayne’s “office” was in the back of the Shack, which apparently served as the on site ProShop and a half assed “Inn” with simple almost barracks like rooms on the second floor. Saying the small room was in disarray would be a major understatement. Papers lay everywhere, knick-nacks littered every available surface, even the top of a small fish tank beside the door was not spared. The color of the wall was barely discernable behind all of the pictures and posters. A small cluster of frames behind the desk caught Ville’s attention. There was a high school diploma, a few very family looking photos, a man in a military uniform standing tall with a grim expression and the same man a few years older and stronger with a group of punks not so unlike the CKY crew, many of them with skateboards at their sides, and a Bam-ish grin spread on the man‘s face.

“That would be me in my younger days.” Dwayne said as he came to stand behind the desk, “Dwayne Mercer at your service. Now what in God’s green Earth possessed Spyke to bring you folks down here without clearin’ it with me first.”

“I apologize sir but we had no idea we needed permission. We would have told Spyke to go on without us if we‘d known.” Ville started but the man just dropped into his chair and waved his hand dismissively.

“Don’t really care anymore. You don’t seem dangerous and that boy with ya makes up for anything else. He’s somethin’, maybe even enough to put that self absorbed son of a bitch Wade in his place.” Dwayne frowned as he watched the trio in front of him.

“If you dislike him so much zen why do you let him skate here?” Kurt asked curiously.

Dwayne shrugged, “He’s the last bit of biological family this ol’ dogs got.” The hound’s head shot up and he whimpered, “An’ you too Duke. I haven’t forgot about ya.”

“So…. What is this place exactly?” Boom Boom asked as she plopped into a plastic chair by the fish tank.

“Welcome to Hazard Ranch. I started this place up years ago. I inherited more money then a simple man like me knew what to do with after I got out of the marines so I stuck some of it in investments and bought this piece ah paradise in the middle of Northern Bum Fuck America. Started out as me an’ my marine buddy’s rememberin’ our high school years, pullin’ dumbass tricks on half assed ramps. Ah, them were the days. We all pulled together an’ built this place from the ground. Called in some help of course when we finally figured out that we weren’t engineers and hardly knew shit about buildin’ a stable set even if we could skate ‘em half to death.” The man sat back and sighed as he looked up at the pictures, “Good times. More people here now, different folks come from all over. Get wind from someone and gotta come check it out if only once. Been gettin’ harder an’ harder to keep this place from bein’ turned into ah spectacle.”

“Why keep it a secrete?” Ville asked curiously, Skatopia was plenty public thanks to numerous pros including Bam himself and they were doing fine.

The man smiled mysteriously, “Being a secrete makes it that much more special.”

“Hmmm…. I think I understand where you are coming from.” Ville smiled before saying softly, not threateningly just matter of factly, “But eventually all things come to an end.”

“Hn. Well, why don’t you tell me what you were plannin’ on doin’ if it wasn’t skate. Ain’t all that much else here.” Dwayne asked.

“I was thinkin’ about learning to skate.” Boom Boom smiled.

“I am here to keep Ville company.” Kurt smiled.

“An what are you doin’, Ville?” Dwayne eyed the other man strangely.

“I was hoping to write a few songs for when I get my band together.” The Finn said.

“Band? What do ya need? Drums, Bass, Guitar?” Dwayne asked.

“Yes, all of those and perhaps a keyboard.” Ville said to the old man who had a thoughtful expression.

“Might could find you those.”

“And people to play them?” Ville asked, smiling.

“Course! What good would the shit do without someone at play ‘em!” The man sounded indignant as he stood, “C’mon. Got a few boys to harass inta getting’ off their lazy asses.”

*Meanwhile, back on the ramp*
(Like back on the ranch only more Bam-ish! Eh.. I tis lame….^^)

Wade’s face was twisted in rage as he watched this stranger dominate his realm. The man had been on his board for thirty minutes straight. He skated like a pro. A real, polished and paid pro. This was a nightmare, hell even, for the teen. This, Hazard Ranch, was his kingdom. He was the lord of this land, sure Dwayne owned it but Wade ruled and it looked like someone was challenging him for his thrown. With a snarl the teen grabbed the sleeve of another young skater who stood near him and threw the other boy down the side of the bowl and right into Bam. Hazel eyes twinkled as he watched the man hit the ground cursing. King Wade one, peasant freak zero.

“Wade!! You ass wipe what’d you do that for?!” Spyke gave the punk an angry shove, nearly pushing him over the edge as well.

“I don’t know what your talking about Daniels! The dumbass just fell, I didn’t do shit!” Wade defended.

“That’s a lie! You pushed him, I saw it!” Jamie accused.

“Shut up half pint!” Wade snarled.

“Why don’t you pick on someone more your size, hot shot.” The teen turned quickly and came face to face with blazing blue eyes.

“I didn’t do anything!” The youth growled through clenched teeth, completely ignoring the dangerous look on Bam’s face.

“Bullshit!” The word was said firmly and deliberately pronounced.

“It’s the truth!”

“If your so sure then why don’t we let fate decide.” Bam took a step back, a strange smile on his face.

“Fate?” Wade was interested now.

“Yeah. A skate off. First one to fall looses!”

“Your on.” Wade’s face broke out in a smug grin as cheers erupted around them and the word spread like wild fire around the bowl and soon the crowd was roaring.

As the two skaters set up to take off Luka darted toward the Shack to let Dwayne know what was going down. The gathered spectators roared around the pair as they took off down the steep slope. Moments later a half excited, half scared shitless Ville stood at the edge of a bowl watching as, long story short, Bam kick’s Wade’s ass. Bam’s name had spread through the mass of people as an excited chant as he narrowly avoided people not even seeming to be paying them any attention as he clipped a few jackets and stole another beer prompting a laugh from his audience. The thunder of motocross bikes had died and even the mud covered extremists came to see what had gotten the normally more passive skateboard higherarchy so riled up. Whoever this guy was, they doubted Wade was going to beat him in their little bet, or so the general murmur told and Ville agreed. The Finn would be the first to admit he was no expert but being with Bam had taught him a thing or two and this kid’s time was running short. He had faltered a time or two and he looked less stable each time he nearly banked. Suddenly the youth’s face hardened and he started to trail Bam, closely. Ville’s eyebrows knitted, if they both fell at the same time what then? Apparently this had occurred to Wade and he was exploiting the loophole in their agreement. Nothing had been said about them both falling. As they raced up the side of the bowl Ville bit his lip, Wade was going to do something, he just knew it and, a few second’s later the kid kicked out in an effort to catch Bam’s leg or board and jostle him into a fall. A surprised and angry shout spread like wild fire at this desperate move but a cheer rose up when Wade landed face firsts onto the concrete and Bam went on to snag a third half empty beer and bring it to Ville.

“Here, thought you might be thirsty!” Blue eyes sparkly in triumph as Bam handed the can to his lover.

“Thank you kulta.” Ville smiled and downed the can’s contents.

Bam turned to look over at Wade, who was pulling himself into a sitting position where he had landed, and shouted, “I win asshole!”

“That was awesome!” Jamie lunged at Bam, hugging the man around the waist.

“Yeah! It’s about time someone put Wade in his place.” Spyke grinned and his skater friends agreed.

“That wasn’t half bad, kid.” Dwayne said, “You got my approval. You an’ Valo here.”

“Thanks man!” Bam grinned at the old man who just nodded and turned to leave.

“Don’t kill anybody an’ don’t fuck anything up to bad.” Was his only warning, “Oh, and good luck Ville, I’ll send ‘em on your way next I see ‘em.”

“Thank you Dwayne.” Ville smiled and the man just waved him off.

“What’s going on with you and Dwayne?” Spyke asked.

“He’s helping me start up a band.”

“See!! I told you it was a good idea you came with us!” Bam slung an arm around his lover’s shoulders.

“What kind of band?” Luka asked.

“A love metal band.” Ville said, “Do you play an instrument?”

“Umm, yeah….. Bass, but what the hell is love metal?”

“Only the greatest kind of music ever!” Bam shouted to the heavens as he gestured dramatically and Jamie giggled at him.

“Bam, your being a queen again.” Ville warned.

“Am not!” Bam looked sharply as another giggle fit attacked Jamie, “And what are you laughing at?! I thought we were here to skate!”

“We are!” Jamie said through a giggle and a grin.

“Then c’mon bitches, we’re skatin’!” Ville sighed but smiled as he watched his lover march Jamie off to find something a bit simpler for the boy to begin with. He might look like a careless idiot, but he had a soft spot for kids. Well, this kid anyway.

“What am I going to do with that man?”

Spyke shrugged, “Dunno, but call me when we’re about to leave.” The dark skinned boy dropped in without another word.

“So about that band?” Luka’s voice brought Ville from his thoughts.

“Well, I mentioned to Dwayne that I was a singer and he told me about several people who tag along much as myself, Kurt and Boomie did, when their skates come here and they have instruments. Dwayne thought it would be neat if Hazard Ranch had it’s very own band.”

“Nifty huh?” Boom Boom grinned, “Oh, and Ville just so you know, I play drums pretty well!”

“That’s good to know darling.” The Finn smiled.

“Well, like I said I play bass. Do you know when the next time you’ll be around is?” Luka was obviously very interested.

“Not really. Why don’t you give me a number to contact you at and I’ll be in touch?” Ville offered holding out the note book and pencil Bam had gotten for him.

“Awesome!” Luka grinned and scribbled down his number, “Hey, I gotta be going so tell Spyke I said bye, K?”

“Sure.” Kurt answered. Luka smiled and bounced off.

“So Kurt, any musical talents that you would like to share with us?” Boomie asked.

“Vell, I shake a mean tamborine!” The blue mutant joked and Ville chuckled.

“Seriously, Kurt, I would hate for you to feel left out. I already think of you as a good friend.” Ville said.

Kurt shrugged, “I’ll just help where I can for now. Maybe we vill find my talent along the way?”

“I’m sure we will!” Boom Boom grinned and slapped him on the back.

The trio went to find where Bam and Jamie had gotten to and find a place to sit and brainstorm. Ville had a few songs floating around in his head and he really wanted to use a few of his old songs as well. His favorites and Bam’s favorites. He just hoped he could find the last two band members and actually get everything off the ground. He still had to think about the name for the band. He couldn’t very well call it HIM. It would just be to weird. He would have to talk to the band. When he had the band all together. For now he would talk with Kurt and Boomie. And he would watch his Bam of course. The man was adjusting to this new dimension surprisingly well. He was so happy, it rang through to Ville with such clarity it amazed the Finn. He could practically feel Bam’s warm fuzzy feelings inside himself! The tiredness that had been settling into the man for a long time and now it seemed to be gone. Bam had been partying hard in an attempt not to let his age start to get the better of him, or so he had told Ville some time ago when asked. It seemed like after the third movie, Return of the Jackasses, and the subsequent new season of the show Bam had started feeling his 31 years just as hard as Ville had been feeling his 30+ years since the tour for Venus Doom. Now, however, even Ville felt 20 years old again. Maybe it was something to do with their trip? He would have to ask Dr. McCoy when they returned to the mansion, whenever that would end up being. The sun was setting, many had already left and both Bam and Jamie were still hard at work. Ville only hoped they didn’t get into trouble…

TBC…
Will they be in trouble? Dun Da Dun!!!

Of course!! Trouble and Bam go hand in hand! It’s what kind of trouble that is the question! ^.~*

A/N: K… umm. Once again my “man-thing” is NOT Skateboarding, so I’m pretty much writing the skating shit out of my ass. I have put some research into it so I’m not completely retarded but my skating buddy’s are to lazy to explain shit to me so yeah…. I hate you guys too. And I know your reading this if only to laugh at me but I don’t care. Eh…. You guys fail.

Maybe I should try writing a fic with Soccer…. Seeing as that is my “Man-Thing” Hmmm…. I’ll think on that…..

And this SO did NOT go how I imagined….. I was planning… well…. It’ll be in the next chapter so I won’t say anything….. But yeah. Awesome-ness!

Nkundra’s Dictionary of Most Likely Mutilated Finnish: *^^*
(In order of appearance)

Ihana- glorious, beautiful, marvellous, fantastic

Kiittää te.- Thank you, praise you
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