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Who: Victor Frankenstein and You!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: S. S. Heron
When: Now and possibly a few days after for his crew to drop by and say hi

Video
[Victor finally changed out of the striped suit he'd been wearing when he arrived. Not knowing if there was a proper medical uniform, he went with blue scrubs. Seemed like a safe bet. His hair is still darkened, since he didn't want to waste resources getting hair dye. And he's already made himself at home in the Heron's sick bay]

So I finally made it onto a space ship. I want to be excited about it. We're going to be out there exploring new worlds, discovering new life, boldly going and all that. And yet... [He sighs] This isn't really how I thought it'd go. Though if this is some ridiculous reality show, it would figure that they did it this way. Increasing drama, I guess.

Crew of the Heron, I'm your new medical officer. Or doctor or whatever it's called here. I'll keep my office hours flexible if you need anything. I've heard a lot of stories about living and working on a star ship. In spite of everything, I'm looking forward to it.

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[And with that, he sets about cataloging all the stuff in the sick bay so he knows where all the medicine and equipment is. He doesn't know whether or not any of his new crew will come by, but he'll keep the door open for them just in case]

goldenglasses

Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Space Bar
When: Right now

[Vash stands in The Space Bar as it takes a moment for him to talk himself into making an announcement. Perhaps it was because part of him had hoped that Nami would be coming back.]

Hey. [There's a pause. He's heard these types of posts so many times. More than any other person in the fleet except for one, but he still didn't know how to start them.] So, Nami has been sent home. [Or at least he hoped so. Vash still had his doubts about that, but it still sounded nicer.] I guess I just wanted to let everyone know the bar is still open for business.

And, I suppose we should have a staff meeting. Figure out who's going to run the place. [Because he's not management material.] And maybe think about hiring someone else full time?

luckyescape

Who: Freya Vaughn & YOU!
Broadcast: YES
Action: If you want to swing by the engine room or her room on the Heron, go for it.
When: November 5th

[The screen flicks on and Freya has her boots pressed against the wall with her torso resting against the floor. It's hard to tell which direction gravity is flowing except that her hair spanned around her head in a golden halo.

She's wearing her little red ridding hood costume though only the bright red hood was really visible.]

Remember, remember, the fifth of November.
The gun powder treason and plot.

[She sings the song in a sweet voice that makes it come off as a creepy ring-around-the-rosy type of deal. Freya can't keep the monotone tune up for long before breaking into a warm smile, her light stormy gray eyes glittering as if a sun was peaking out from behind the clouds.]

Couldn't resist that. ANYWAY, I'm calling out because I'm going to go ahead and start a Dungeons and Dragons campaign. I have been making dice but they currently suck! So if anyone has dice let me know or I'm going to just program a random number generator and make people use that. [It's super easy to do with any computer.] So, I'm thinking of ways to make the campaign more interesting to those who are here, so if you're interested but it sounds boring, hit me up anyway. We'll talk.

Who knows, might be fun.

The idea is to have fun. If you aren't going to have fun then- [She waves a hand.] Well, ignore this.

Anywho, that's part 1. Part 2 is about candy. I will eat anything that's left that isn't chocolate. I miss sweet things and I can eat a lot. So if anyone has any, that isn't chocolate, then let me know. I'll take it off your hands.

Also if anyone has pepperoni. It's not a totally random question but related to another conversation.

I think that's all I got right now.

]She flashes the screen a happy smile, flashing her canines in the process.]

Later Drifters.

ananym

Who: Alucard + You
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Right now!

[ broadcast. ]

[ when alucard woke up, he saw metal and wondered briefly if he was trapped in another coffin. but clarity comes soon after and he notices the bright, strange lights. similar to the kind that reside in his father's castle but . . . better developed. smoother, even. alucard rises into the air before letting his feet touch the ground. strange as this may seem, alucard isn't one to panic. answers will come and he will find them. at the very least, this does not seem to be his father's work.

one could consider that a mercy.

after some time, alucard finally finds the communicator and manages to turn it on. people would notice immediately that he is extremely pale and handsome. they would also notice he's bare chested. when he speaks, it's polite and soft. ]

Greetings.

[ a pause as alucard wonders if it is working. still he forges on. ]

I seem to be missing a few of my clothes. Particularly my shirt. Where might I find some?

youdontneedapictureofme

Who: Maggie and YOU
Broadcast: video;
Action: on the Goldstone
When: Now

[Maggie is on the network, giving other crews a view of the boxes that can now be found in the cargo bay. The decorations are half out of the first box while she goes through them, but she's curious to know what else everyone has acquired.]

Anyone else want candy corn? The Goldstone has lots of it. It's kind of crazy to think the Atroma know about things like Halloween, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

['They're probably doing it to keep us busy' goes unsaid.]

Is anyone else decorating their ship?

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[If you're aboard the Goldstone and want to help decorate or come eat some candy, feel free. Otherwise you'll have to come over from your ship to come get your candy. ]

feelslikequiet

Who: Cullen and... you?
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, various
When: Early October

Video;

[The man in the video looks exceedingly uncomfortable, right from the get-go. Just because on some strange level this broadcasting thing actually makes sense doesn't mean it makes sense. He rubs at the back of his neck with one hand, clearly a nervous gesture, and clears his throat before finally getting on with it. And doesn't actually look right at the camera, because that would be too much like admitting he's actually hoping for something to come of this.]

...right. Hello out there, I suppose. My name is Cullen, and if that means anything to any of you out there, I would appreciate hearing from you. More than I can possibly express.

To anyone else out there, I-- It's a pleasure to meet you. [He pauses, realizing the absurdity of that statement.] ...in a way.

Action; Alloy Lake

[Cullen very much appreciates a bit of peace and quiet when he can steal it, although the opportunity so rarely presents itself. There's always some report or drill or crisis needing attention. For now however, short of the vague notion that he's got to find a way out of this madness and back to Thedas, there's finally a chance for a break.

Find him seated on a rock at the side of the lake, away from the vacationers, just staring out over the water.]

Action; Iskaulit

[Since he hasn't yet found the Interfaith Centre in his wanderings, here he is, kneeling in the Meditation Room. The candles scattered around the room and the general air of peace had reminded him of a Chantry, enough that when only a very small number of people remained, he'd taken the opportunity to recite a piece of the Chant of Light. Threnodies, to be specific.]

There was no word
For heaven or for earth, for sea or sky.
All that existed was silence.
Then the Voice of the Maker rang out,
The first Word,
And His Word became all that might be....

violentroots

Who: Lotor and You!

Broadcast: Yes

Action: Yes

When: October 05-27

01 : VIDEO

[ The video pops on to reveal a man that may look familiar but at the same time...not. Lotor is glitched and he's all Altean, and despite how ....terribly his time here has gone he's looking somewhat content. He's had a lot of time to think. ]

Good evening Drift Fleet. I have to say that my first foray into glitching has been not all that unpleasant. I understand that this occurs because of a malfunction in the devices implanted into us, but has anyone discovered a way to extend or reduce the time affected?

02: ACTION : SCRAP HEAP

[ It is like getting back to his roots. If there is one title Lotor would give to himself, unrelated to his aspirations for the unverse, it would be a collector. He's prided himself on his ability find the amazing in the doldrums, and in 10,000 years he's built himself up quite a collection. He's never been above getting his hands dirty.

As such he can be found deep in a prime bit of trash, pulling out wires from some old shuttle.

Come join in! ]

03: ACTION: ARENA

[ Lotor misses being all Altean, but it is hard for him to resist the call to the Arena now that he's all back to normal. A little stress release that's all.

Care to take on a monster or two with him? Or a little bit of sparring? ]

04: VOICE: Private to Princess Allura

I wanted to make you aware that it seems Atroma has decided to transfer me to your ship. I imagine it has something to do with ratings, as I attempted to refuse the orders to no avail. I apologize for what ever inconvenience this may cause for you. I will do my utmost to give you your space.

04: ACTION: THE SS TOURIST

[ Your new pilot is on board. Lotor is particularly annoyed that he's lost all his work on the starstruck shuttle, and can be found anywhere on the ship. But he'll be off ship often to pick through the trash (and bring back a bunch of nonsense and good stuff as well) so you'll find him often in the cargo hold and late at night. ]

ginger_firebird

Who: Mantis and All

Broadcast: Yes

Action: Bishop

When: Today

It’s not the biggest box in the world, but the overall size suggested at least a few items inside. Mantis took it up from the cargo hold after recognizing his own name written upon the delivery slip. He appears in the broadcast feed as he makes his way to the bridge. The feed bobs as he walks and the box itself floats in front of him as he turns it over trying to find out how to open it correctly.

“Not used to things like presents. I think this is one of those legendary sponsored gifts, or maybe something from a fan.” He turns his head to the feed and shrugs. “I doubt it will launch any hazardous materials in my face, so why not?”

The bridge of the Bishop comes into view and he finally hones in upon a latch and succeeds in opening the box. Confetti pours out initially and he pauses, camera feed and all as he pulls out an item wrapped up in yellowed newspaper. He lifts his mask slightly out of the way, revealing the downward curve of his mouth in the process. The scars pull in different directions as he holds the item close to look at the printed words.

“This is from my planet. The year… The seventies?” The mask slides back into place and he gently pulls at the paper by hand. It tears here and there, but gives way easily.

Mantis gasps loudly. It’s a gas mask not unlike his own, but sized for someone far smaller than him. The box and feed stop still as he stares at the smaller gas mask. He falls to his knees, taking the communicator and the box with him. There’s a bit of static as the feed corrects itself and shows that Mantis’s hands are shaking as he runs his fingers over the mask, touching the lenses in particular. Then he looks to the fallen box.

He sets the small gas mask gently upon the floor and pics up two other items from where the box had fallen: bundles of brightly colored and patterned fabric that had been folded up. Mantis sits cross-legged on the floor and slowly opens them up. He makes a choked sound at the back of his throat. The first bit of cloth reveals a necklace made of cord with a wooden charm shaped like a lion. The second is a necklace decorated with several small and sharp teeth. At last, his head turns back to the communicator and the feed re-orients itself as he sets it right. His breath comes out in short gasps that seem to send shivers down his whole body.

“I- How did they…” His voice cracks with a sob. After taking a deep breath, he manages to whisper: “Why did Atroma do this?”

jenovite

Who: Kadaj and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: the Marsiva?
When: Like right now.

Arrival

[He awakes with a small grunt of annoyance. This wasn't right. Mother said they were going somewhere warm and happy, that he and his brothers would be together again, but looking around this place, it was cold and lonely...]

...Mother...?

[He rises, wandering about the room, his expression becoming more and more distraught.] ...Mother? Where did you go?

[And suddenly, that strange boy in the gratuitous amounts of leather...dissipates into a cloud of dark gray, and floats towards a vent only to...spread and then fall back to the ground, re-manifesting into that same, silver-haired, green cat-eyed boy...only this time, he looks, well, pissed.]

Who are you? What have you done with Mother? Where is this?

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I'm looking for my brothers. Their names are Yazoo, Loz...and Cloud. Are any of them here?

Or the President. Or his flunkies, the Turks.

pidge_out

[This might be the only time anyone will see Pidge looking so happy. And feeling the tiniest bit social. The latter of which is really only obvious because she actually made a post to the network in order to share some of her more interesting findings with the rest of the Fleet. There are practically stars in her eyes.

This may never happen again.

Pidge is basically giggling as she positions her comm somewhere it can get a good view of her and her pile of seeming-junk, then immediately hurries back over to join her pile. From here, it's very easy to see the little green mouse droid rolling around, attempting to nudge the junk into neater piles, and what looks like a floating green caterpillar with glowing cheeks coming over to bump gently against the side of Pidge's head. She doesn't seem to mind.]

Okay! So there is a lot of really cool stuff on this planet, and I'm pretty sure I can work with it all. Check this out-

[Still beaming, she crouches down by the pile and starts picking at some of the stuff she's found. She goes through them all methodically, picking one item up and raising it for the camera to see before giving a brief explanation of what it is and what she can use it for. She does this for a while, one by one, but eventually she stops when both the mouse droid and the caterpillar start nudging into her sides.]

Fine, I'll wrap it up. Just- If anyone has a tech project in mind, just let me know. I'm basically gonna be planetside for as long as we're here, I think. There's a lot of awesome potential around here!

rebuildyourruins

Who: Thor + you
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: the Blue Fish and surrounds
When: now

[When Thor woke up this morning to a trashed room and a communicator blinking stubbornly with unread messages, it took him a few moments to really ... parse it all. The lingering grogginess didn't help matters - and where that came from, he has no idea. Looking at the date on his communicator only further complicated things.

So it's with a definite air of confused irritation that he opens this feed. He has all the grace of someone who took a bad nap.]

All right. Three questions - how long have I been out, who destroyed my room, and why are we parked in the middle of a garbage heap?

[He did take some time to look out the window. It's not a good view.]

necromanswers

Who: Lup & OTA
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Heron, SS First Breath (a bit), Planetside
When: today & throughout the event

( a; arrival on the Heron )

[Lup's arrival on the bridge, confetti and all, is as much a shock to her as anyone else who might witness it. For a moment, she's just quietly stunned.

And then she lets out the loudest WHOOP her lungs can muster and goes through the very strange process of experiencing the ship:
1) she does, like, seven cartwheels in every hallway
2) she just starts touching stuff. walls, consoles, cupboards, furniture. life is so tactile!
3) she finds an actual real live person and grabs their hand immediately to shake
4) she flops dramatically on the nearest bed or couch, regardless of whose it is

She does every single one of these with a huge, shit-eating grin on her face. She has a body again! Holy shit, it feels amazing! It's time to party.

FIRST IMPRESSIONS ARE GREAT, RIGHT]

( b; First Breath )

[Her time on the First Breath is brief, and she tries to time it in a way that Taako won't be around for it, but that doesn't meant that other residents won't spot an elf sort of sneaking around the kitchen and down the hall one day. Catch her, if you can! Those who have already met Taako might notice that she looks exactly like him.

She'll be leaving a fancy new wooden spoon behind in one of the kitchen drawers before she goes.]

( c; text & voice broadcast )

this is a test, looking for some intel. I need to know two things:

1) when you read or hear these words, can you understand it, or is it just static?
2) if you experience static, is it every word, or just some?

GRAND RELIC. BUREAU OF BALANCE. PHOENIX FIRE GAUNTLET. VOIDFISH.
IPRE. LIGHT OF CREATION. HANGING ARCANEUM. THE HUNGER.

GREG FUCKING GRIMALDIS.

[She repeats the full message verbally, and then, after a pause-]

Sorry for the noise if all you get is static, spaceballs. I'm just trying to do some science.

[Weirdly enough none of that should be static for anyone- except for 1 specific person, of course. Sorry Taako.]

( d; planetside )

[Lup's priorities are thus: 1) scrap the heck out of everything useful that she can get her hands on, and 2) FIGHT ALL OF THE THINGS.

She can be found digging her way through piles of metal and parts, elbows deep into whatever might be useful. She won't touch the piles that look like actual garbage, but appliances, vehicles, decor and kitchenware- she's all in. Even if something looks broken, she gives it a considering look before adding it to her "keep" pile; after all, magic powers can fix a lot of broken stuff. Want to come and help with the dumpster diving? She seems to be an old pro at this.

She can also be found signing up for as many gambling arena tournaments as she has time and spell slots for, both the solo fights and the partnered ones, or just fighting against monsters. Are you joining the fight, too? Because she's looking for a good, tough-looking (or at least deceptively strong) scrapper to join her! Let's go punch some aliens! She's been isolated for far too long, and she's eager to give her long-dormant power a solid test-drive.]

survivalistcookbook

Who: Eugene Woods
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: aboard the Starstruck immediately following
When: 9/28

[There's a popular sentiment, that it takes one to know one. And as far as broad strokes go, Eugene has to admit it's not entirely inaccurate. There's no substitute for experience. So when they swing into a new star system and find no evidence of anything but a salvage-based economy, full of pickers and souls chasing whatever temporary pleasures they can grasp at?

Not to get too teary-eyed, but it does feel a little like home.

It also means that he only needs a few days to really size up the place before he's on the network, broadcasting from his usual home base of the Starstruck's galley, a glint in his eye that speaks to him having an idea.]

Hello Drifters. I'm sure it hasn't escaped your notice, but the theme of the month looks like it's going to be garbage picking. And while that looks like it'll be a great time, I think there might be room planetside for anyone who wants to help the hardworking population get a meal down and back to digging.

Put simply? This planet is getting a new food truck.

[Stupid? Oh yes. But he can make noodles for a fraction of what he can sell them at, and that's enough of a stepoff point for him.]

Anyone who wants in can give me a ring or swing by the Starstruck. And anyone else? Fleetmate discount if I see you down there.

paraclete

Who: kaworu nagisa, you..!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: N/A
When: the very peak of morning!

Do you think you can have more than one calling in life? I know what mine is, and I wouldn't ever betray that, and nothing could unsettle my feet from its path. Nothing could call my eyes from its horizon. But,

I'm a really good auctioneer.

reconstitution

Who: Bucky & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Heron
When: Now

[ When the feed turns on, it's a view of Bucky's quarters, minus the man himself. The communicator is propped up on the desk, and there's a small, muttered curse as the feed shakes. He still doesn't pop up in front of the video, but Bucky's voice is a little quiet as he speaks. Almost like he's standing outside the door. ]

All right.. I know I don't make these often, but I need to formally address the Atroma...

[ Aaand he steps in front of the feed and is... a lot smaller than he should be, and has such a big scowl on his face. ]

Seriously!? What the hell?

luckyescape

Who: Freya Vaughan & YOU
Broadcast: Yes! [She is randomly broadcasting afar amount of these actions.]
Action: Relnyx Station & Nornyx Station
When: 8/25 – 9/09 -ish

( Reasons why Freya shouldn't explore alone... )

goldenglasses

Who: Vash and the world
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes if on/visiting the Twin Roses
When: Backdated to August 18th

[Vash's knew a pattern when he saw one. He set his communicator off to the side to make sure he didn't bump it in his scramble to deal with whatever insane item the Atroma was going to throw at him for his birthday this year. Still close enough to call for help if it was needed, but he was not going to have an accidental broadcast this year!

Which is why when his communicator starts to broadcast on it's own this year there's a clear view of Vash and Kitty already kissing each other in the Twin Roses's cargo bay. The two captains of the ship don't notice at all that their private moment is being broadcasted out to the whole fleet. Vash almost doesn't even notice when a small colorful bouncy ball suddenly falls out of the sky and bounces off of his spiky head.

It's enough to give him a bit of a pause. The second time one falls onto his head he knows it's not just a fluke.] Wha- [Looking up Vash takes just enough time to dorkishly scream and throw himself over Kitty as cascade of bright and colorful bouncy balls suddenly come raining down into the cargo bay.

The best thing about your ~~girlfriend~~ casual partner being a mutant means that Kitty phases the pair safely as the balls start to bounce and ricochet around the room. A banner that reads: HAPPY 136TH BIRTHDAY drifts down among the chaos. Soon after a bouncy ball with the Floot Loop logo smashes into the communicator and it tumbles to the floor. Turning off in the process.

But don't you worry! Vash will be back a bit later on his own looking grumpily into the camera as he shows the colorful mess on the floor of the cargo bay. Kitty and the banner now gone.] Anyone want a free bouncy ball or hundred? Come clean them off my floor and they're yours.

[Why no. He has no clue that all that got broadcast! Want to clue the birthday boy in?]

(OOC: I am back from my sudden hiatus! Vash will be the one mostly answering on this post, but if you really want Kitty to respond please say so! Sorry for suddenly needing to vanish for about a month. I will be getting back to everyone who has tagged Vash and Manji

canofmanji in August, but feel free to drop any threads. No hard feelings!)

ginger_firebird

Who: Mantis and All
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes
When: Today

A: Action / Broadcast - Bishop Office

Have you ever seen a man nearly set fire to something just by looking at it? It doesn’t change the fact that Mantis can, in fact, do just that, but the symbolism remains regardless. He’s sitting in the office again with a stretch of fabric firmly lodged in a frame to stretch it out mercilessly. He has a standing magnifying glass between him the fabric itself and is holding a pair of tweezers as a small cut of metallic string eases itself into the shape of an ‘x’.

Passerby might hear him swearing and muttering under his breath as he tries to adjust the piece of string in one direction, then another. It’s a long minute before he’s able to put the frame down, fabric and all. Then the feed comes on as he shows off the offending little stitch in the fabric to the camera feed, magnifying glass in place to emphasize the problem child.

“I feel like the thread looks smooth and appropriately shiny, but there’s always a nagging part of the mind that does not believe itself.” His hands come away as the stitch appropriately focuses in the feed.

“Can someone confirm independently that this looks good so I can silence the lizard part of my brain?”

B: Action/ Broadcast - Bishop Bridge

Later in the day, Mantis is out on the bridge of the ship with a small collection of items in tow. The box containing him bobs around at waist height as items launch themselves into the air. There is a scarf, a few books, small statuettes, several smaller knickknacks shaped like animals, a very comfy looking cushion, and lastly Mantis himself. He sits on the cushion and sends the items into orbit along with his communicator.

The feed comes on as the center of the small universe deigns to sit cross legged as a start. He waves at the camera and calmly nudges the small bits of crockery into a better orbit. There’s a slight method to his madness: the feed shows four smaller objects going around in increasing distances from him, the scarf forming a fifth layer, and four larger objects making the outer orbit, capped with a solitary glass marble.

“That last one is hotly contested among people who like to talk authoritatively about planets, but this is a rough estimate of my solar system. Star, four inner planets, the asteroid belt, four outer gas giants, and a lone rogue so small it might not even count. All the planets but mine are named after gods that used to be worshiped. Mine is called Earth, but we could have gone with something a little better, like Terra.”

C - Action - Iskaulit

When in doubt, skate it out! Or at least that’s his excuse to be out on the ice rink most days. He’s not terribly good or very dedicated to learning how to do anything more than the tiniest jumps that threaten to break his everything south of the waistline, but it’s something that allows him to let momentum do all the work for a bit rather than relying on muscles or his powers. Mantis glides fairly quickly from one side of the rink to the other, never straying far from the wall that lines it all the way around. On occasion, he’ll swing into a spin or a small jump, then continue on as though he hadn’t let physics protect him rather than himself. It’s the mindless repetition that allows him to stop thinking for just a moment and breathe more calmly. Cut in on the daydreaming if you dare.

dandyofawolf

Who: Biffy and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Blameless and on the Iskaulit
When: Starting on the 15th and lasting for about a week and a half after...

Broadcast

[The video starts with the camera actually falling. There's some chaos and then the sound of a canine yelping. Everything goes dark like cloth fell on it before you can see again that it's...Biffy's salon? The device has been shifted enough to reveal a wolf trying hard to free itself from what looks like the remains of a suit.

When it sees the device on, it scrambles over and...the recording ends.]

Iskaulit - First day of glitch (Closed to Lyall)

[It's been literally years since Biffy last found he couldn't control his changes. For that reason, he's understandably distressed when he suddenly finds himself changed into a wolf. Quite forcibly! It takes him some time to at least free himself from his clothes enough that he can walk normally, even if it means the remains of what are left still cling to him.

So now he's darting around the Iskaulit with his communicator in his mouth since he really has nowhere else to put it. Which means there's now a distressed chocolate colored (with a delightful red colored marking like a cravat on his chest) wolf wearing torn up clothes running around. This is his first glitch that he's gone through so he's not used to it!]

Iskaulit or Blameless - Rest of the glitch period

[Well, he's stuck like this. After the first day of stress now he's just resigned to the fact that he's stuck like this until this place will let him change. So usually he can be found on the Blameless or the Iskaulit. Just wandering mostly to get the energy out of his system since he can't open up his shop while he's like this.

But really it's just him moping. Flopped about looking depressed.

Want to try to cheer up the sad wolf?]

moseyin

Anybody else miss having monsters around to beat the crap out of
Just somethin you can wail on until you stop feeling like you wana punch a wall

This is not a I want someone 2 fight post either Id just like stuff that deserves killing to b around to kill is all

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