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#Clockwork Planet
falling-star-cygnus · 5 months
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my toxic personality trait is taking the unyielding stance of support for obscure media i’ve barely interacted with the second it gets hate, binging it all over again, and making it my entire personality for however long the endorphins last
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ballercollective · 6 months
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been doodling for a hot minute. vandalisms by my lovely booboo bears [followers]. the last one is me and @/ch3rr13zk1n if u evn car also yes i like clockwork planet :)
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doyouknowthisanime · 4 months
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Do You Know This Anime?
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shinigami-striker · 6 months
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Dallas Reid | Friday, 04.05.24
Same voice actor, different anime characters - featuring Dallas Reid.
Happy birthday! 🎂
2016
Seitarou Tanabata - Nanbaka (anime; English dub)
2017
Naoto Miura - Clockwork Planet (anime; English dub)
Asta - Black Clover (anime/movies/video games; English dub) (2017-present)
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Hiyori Tomoe - Ensemble Stars (anime/video games; English dub)
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dailyjpop · 4 months
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fripSide - clockwork planet
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nidhogg-il · 4 months
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A onto B, and B onto A. A Brief Essay.
Among the countless stories that I have consumed over my time on this planet, one of the concepts that has been repeated multiple times is a pair of characters who both have different processes but arrive at the same goal.
For example, Clockwork Planet by Yuu Kamiya and Tsubaki Himana. In the series, without getting into too much detail, clockwork and machinery encompass the setting, in a literal "Clockwork Planet" as suggested by the name. In the story, there are two characters who are rivals of each other. The first has incredibly sensitive hearing, beyond that of the average human, to the point where he is able to accurately count the number of gears inside of an automaton in mere seconds. Despite having no talent in the actual crafting and repair of clockwork, he uses his hearing to pinpoint problems in machinery, and tinkers until the problem is solved. He is in stark contrast to another character, who was raised as a gearsmith prodigy. She understands the intended solution of a piece of equipment, and searches for the problem from that viewpoint. In the words of the author, "One arrives at the solution from the problem, and the other arrives at the problem from the solution."
The other example, specifically the one that drove me to write this essay, is from a story called Infinite Mage, by Kim Chi-Woo, where the magic system is heavily scientific, breaking it down into "Omnipotence" and "Omniscience," and this is heavily shown in the artwork and worldbuilding. The mages in this story are unable to influence the world outside of their "Spirit Zone" which is a direct manifestation of their will. This "Spirit Zone" is the Omniscience part, with the Omnipotence part being fundamental chemistry. In order for these mages to create fire, they must first fill the area with oxygen, and for them to create ice, they must remove heat from the air. Just like Clockwork Planet, there are two characters that embody this concept of A->B and B->A. One character embodies Omniscience, to the extent of an abnormally large "Spirit Zone," and applies all that he sees inside of that zone onto the fundamental understandings of chemistry that he holds, allowing to achieve results akin to mastery. Another character is the direct opposite, embodying Omnipotence. The other character uses a much deeper understanding of the world around him through advanced chemistry and even theoretical physics, and applies these principals to his "Spirit Zone," achieving similar results to the first character mentioned. Naturally they end up being rivals, but that's a discussion for another time.
I don't have an exact point with this essay, and merely wanted to express my thoughts somewhere outside of a document that nobody will see. This method of A->B and B->A with similar results is an excellent method of setting up mirroring characters and allows them to fundamentally interact in ways that allow authors a minor freedom in exclamation along with the reactions of characters outside of the duality.
That's all folks, and to all, a good night.
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outsider-rodeo · 2 years
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gemstone-gynoid · 2 years
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read the novel version of volume 1 of Clockwork Planet by Yuu Kamiya and Tsubaki Himana. same author of no game, no life. im interested.
apparently, the earth died. i dont fully know what that means. but a brilliant clockmaker only known as “Y” got the world to continue on through fabricating the whole world into one huge assembly of gears and other mechanisms. the gravitational force of the moon helps tick the cogs onwards. underneath all cities are vast networks of gears that help with gravity and other needs.
entire corps of engineers are needed to keep this all working even a thousand years later. prestigious families of clockwork meisters dedicate themselves to maintaining what “Y” left behind. no one can really recreate what the world is now. there is also an army corps of engineers alongside the meister guilds.
usual anime booger of a nerd Naoto is an amateur clockwork tinkerer still in high school. he always wears noise cancelling headphones. one day a military cargo plane lets loose a crate that crashes into his apartment, containing RyuZU, a gynoid made of clockwork mechanisms that Naoto is able to repair by himself. Naoto wears noise cancelling headphones because he has such good hearing he can hear the clockworks of everything. in sync gears are a pleasing sound, but malfunctioning parts are noticable.
with this ability, meister Marie brings him on to detect the malfunction in the city’s gears miles below. he was already able to pinpoint the floor its on from the surface, a detail the corps Marie had to spend days to figure out. and able to point out the exact spots to fix.
all a conspiracy from the military engineer corps and one of the meister families to push blame on marie’s name at the cost of millions of people.
wonder where the story goes from here.
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also the writers for this story play skyrim sex mods
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letoasai · 3 months
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The Youngest Ancient
An idea where the JL has gotten word from Green Lantern that a planet has been destroyed. That threat is headed for Earth. 
We could blame it on Darkseid despite the fact that i don’t actually know if that’s within his power set. Bad guy of your choice. Keeping it vague works too. 
Danny finding out that one of his planets is gone and he’s not having it. 
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They were short on time. Monumentally short on time. Usually everyone would look to Batman in a situation like this. It wasn’t like his numerous contingency plans were a secret. The problem was time and an overall lack of information about the coming threat. All that was clear was the fact that Earth was in danger. 
Not even a normal, run of the mill danger, but the planet bleeding out of existence kind of danger. Supposedly it could happen so fast that the citizens of Earth wouldn’t even know it had happened. 
“There’s always begging an Ancient for help.” Constantine muttered, lighting another cigarette. As many members of the League as possible had gathered but brainstorming could only get them so far. 
Multiple gazes snapped to him but it was Wonder Woman who spoke first. “You think petitioning the gods would be a wise course of action?” 
“Could be the only course of action.” Flash muttered though no one looked happy about it. 
“Nah, it’s a much crazier idea than that.” Constantine said flatly. “We’re not talking about any of those old hats we’re used to dealing with. I mean an Ancient. Their powers are next level stuff. Above the gods on the totem pole, if you will.” 
Batman’s eyes narrowed. “You want to bring in a complete unknown.” 
“I want the planet to fucking be in the same spot tomorrow, mate.” Constantine snapped back. They were out of time but he evidently had more practice at being reckless then the rest of the League. “Heard tales of a new baby Ancient. A likable kid that has many of the heavy hitters doting on `em. Word is the baby Ancient is rather agreeable. Makes deals. Likes to explore. That kind of thing.” 
“Baby Ancient.” Superman repeated, clearly hearing the oxymoron in that title. “How does that work?”
“Well they gotta come from somewhere, don’t they?” Constantine shrugged. He didn’t know and he wasn’t going to ask. 
“I’ve heard the same rumors.” Zatanna heaved a sigh, adding credence to Constantine’s claims. “Even if they can’t do anything themself, they might have enough pull with one of the other Ancients that can.” 
Flash clucked his tongue. “We literally have everything to lose if we don’t do something. If no one else has any other ideas then we need to give it a shot.” 
“How long do you need to prepare?” Batman asked, his frown obvious. He never fully liked ideas that he didn’t have a hand in.
Constantine sat up straighter, taking a pull from his cigarette and already looking exhausted. “Gimme an hour.” 
“I’ll help.” Zatanna said, already standing. 
“Forty minutes then.” 
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The light of the summoning circle was hard to look at. It was like a mini supernova right in front of them. The colors would have been amazing to look at if anyone could have opened their eyes to see it. 
When it dimmed, leaving only a toxic looking green glow around the circle, a young boy floated in the center. His hair was white and flowed even in the tightly air controlled Watch tower. The freckles across his face seemed to glow just like his green eyes. 
He was cute, and couldn't have been more than fifteen. He wore a skintight black suit, calf high white boots, and had a strange looking thermos hanging off his belt. So this was a baby Ancient. He looked utterly perplexed. 
“Um…” He blinked, taking in every member of the Justice League slowly.
“Welcome to the Justice League Watch Tower.” Wonder Woman said, ever the diplomat. “We apologize for summoning you on such short notice.” 
“Oh. Okay.” He was still blinking owlishly before his eyes locked onto one of the windows that currently had a vast view of space. The boy all but purred at the sight. “You can call me Phantom. What do you want?” 
“You’re the new Ancient?” Constantine asked without as much tacked.
Phantom sighed, shifting to sit even as he floated. “So they tell me. I didn’t know there was going to be a superhero test.” 
“We summoned you to request assistance if you are able to give it.” Batman said, taking over. “A threat is coming to destroy the Earth and we don’t have much time. Is there something in particular you would want in payment?” 
“Besides souls.” Constantine muttered which subtly alarmed everyone within earshot. 
“Destroy…Earth?” Phantom repeated slowly, head tilting. It was slowly occurring to everyone that maybe a baby Ancient really was too young to deal with something like this. “Why?”
Green Lantern sighed, arms crossed. “I’m likely the cause. Earth is the home base for Lanterns in this sector. The previous planet destroyed was also a home base.” 
Phantom’s eyes jerked up, his full attention on Green Lantern. “Previous planet destroyed? Where?” He paused, “And when? I have been feeling a little off.” 
No one knew quite what to make of the strange comment, but Lantern continued anyway. “A planet in the neighboring sector, 2813. It has been eight days, and before long, that threat will be here.” 
“Is it possible you know of a way to prevent the destruction of Earth?” Wonder Woman asked, but Phantom seemed distracted. 
He removed his gloves and was looking at the back of his hands. When that didn’t seem to tell him what he wanted, he tugged on his sleeve, making the fabric go invisible in small sections so he could easily look at his skin beneath it without the cumbersome task of rolling his sleeves up. 
He was covered in glowing freckles, just like on his face, but one by one the League members took notice of the way they moved. Phantom would twist his arm one way and then another and each set of freckles would be replaced by a completely new set of glowing little spots. When that didn’t show him what he wanted, he kept looking, checking both arms first before moving down his chest slowly. 
The League could do nothing but watch the strangeness before them as their follow up questions went ignored. 
When he got to a spot under his ribs, Phantom screeched. “It’s gone!” 
“Phantom…?” 
Phantom looked out the Watch Tower window, his face morphing into one of fury. His eyes shined brightly and whatever he was looking for, he clearly found. 
“T̢̜̞̮ͭ̓ͫͦh̨̻̼͓͓̜ͭ̈͆ȃ̴̩ͅtͯ̚͏͇̮̖̙ ̡̭͎̝̟͇͙̏ͣ̑͛m̵̭͉͈̳̟͎͈̲̋̋o͈̮̫͓̪͔͐͠t͉̬̉͒̈́ͪ͠h͉̠̭͓̞͎̺͓ͥͥ͘e̅͗̔̿҉̞̪̺̮̗̜r͙̪̼͈̐̉͞ ̫̥̳̿̾͒͑͞f͔̟͈͍ͯ̊̏́ù̶̯̬̫͈͕c̲ͣ̓̿͠ͅk̦̘̖̭͕͉̹̥̈̍̈́ͤ͘e͚̬͗͡ͅr̛̤̩̺͂̃̇̉ͅ.”
To say the Justice League was surprised by the shift in the boys tone was an understatement. 
“Yeah, i’ll stop your threat.” Phantom growled, easily leaving the summoning circle. He shifted right through the wall and directly into space without a care. 
Silence filled the room, no one entirely sure what they’d done by summoning a baby Ancient. “So that happened.” Flash commented. “Are we still planning for doomsday?” 
“We’ll see…” Constantine muttered. “Though if that kid gets hurt, might be bad for the universe.” 
“Not what we wanted to hear, John.” Wonder Woman said, looking out the window. Nothing looked unusual to her. 
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In an hour's time, Phantom returned just as distracted as he’d been when he’d left. He remained seated in the air as he held what looked like a cracked marble in his hands. It was surrounded by a mist, and inside sparked with many different colors. 
Phantom seemed to be sealing the crack, a smile on his face. 
Batman was the one to approach, and if he was anxious it was hard to tell. “Phantom.” He greeted cautiously. “You’re back.”
“Uh huh.” Phantom said, eyes glittering happily at the marble. “I got rid of your problem. Earth is safe.” 
“Got…rid of.” Batman repeated slowly, a tinge of disbelief in his voice. 
“So we’re good?” Flash asked. “Good work, kid.” 
“Yeah, he deserved it.” Phantom said, finally cradling the smooth marble in his palm. 
Constantine was still smoking, but his eyes were narrowed. “Do i wanna know what you’re doin’?”
Phantom beamed. “I got my planet back! It was a little broken but i fixed it.” 
“Your planet?” Green Lantern repeated, adrenaline hitting him. “The destroyed planet!?” 
“Yep.” Phantom looked pleased with himself. “Now i just gotta set it back in time eight days to get everyone back on track and i can put it back where it belongs.” 
“Put it…back.” Batman seemed to have trouble with the skill set of one teenager.” 
It was Superman who slid closer with a disarmingly charming smile. “May i ask what kind of Ancient you are. I admit i don’t know much about them.” 
Phantom perked up. “I’m the Ancient of Space!” He ignored Constantine’s groan from across the room. “I’m really glad you guys called me about this! It would have taken me a while to find a planet destroyed out of the natural timeline.” 
“And you have time abilities?” Wonder Woman asked softly. Time and Space was a heady combination. 
“Nope! But Clockwork does.” Phantom said. “He’ll do it for me.” 
“Will he?” The Flash stared. 
Phantom didn’t seem to notice the incredulous looks. As far as he was concerned, everyone was simply taking his explanations in stride. Tilting his head back his eyes shimmered with power. “Clockwork!” he called, voice reverberating oddly. No one missed Zatanna paling or Constantine cursing. No one had time to ask either before a tear appeared just to the right of Phantom. It split the very air apart in a green haze before a portal opened and a man floated out. Wrapped in a purple cloak, the man floated like Phantom did but had a ghostly tail instead of legs and off putting red eyes. 
He had a staff donned with clock gears and mechanisms that ticked in an unsettling way. No one needed an explanation, which was good because Constantine wasn’t going to give one. 
This was the Ancient of Time. They had two Ancients in the Watch Tower. 
Phantom didn’t seem bothered and held out his marble with a smile. “Fix!” he asked cheerfully. 
Clockwork turned from what appeared to be an adult man to an elderly man in the blink of an eye. “You know time is sensitive, Phantom. Not everything can be changed on a whim." 
Phantom’s smile lessened. He looked back and forth from Clockwork to the marble and back to Clockwork again. “I’ll cry. Swear to the Ancients, i’ll start crying.” 
The elderly Clockwork shifted back into the form of a young man. “Do you think tears will alter the timeline?” 
Batman smiled, almost. He knew a mischievous teen trying to get his way when he saw one. That theory proved correct when Phantom honestly did begin to sniffle, eyes becoming damp. 
“An asshole destroyed a piece of me.” Phantom said, lips wobbling. “I felt it. I didn’t feel good.” 
Clockwork’s form shifted again, this time into the form of a young child. He heaved a sigh, “If you start weeping you’ll summon the others.” 
Phantom nearly whimpered, holding out the marble still. Every member of the Justice League watched with bated breath. 
Clockwork crossed his arms. “How far back do you want it?” 
“Yay!” Phantom beamed immediately, impressing upon how young he must have been. “Eight days! Actually, maybe nine. That might be better for them. I’m sure the…Green Lantern…people… can explain that they lost little more than a week in order to be brought back. That’ll be fine, right?” 
Green Lantern was too stunned by the question to answer but it was fine since it seemed to be rhetorical coming from the young Ancient. 
Clockwork turned back into an adult and held his staff out over the marble Phantom held. There was no discernible change other than the hands on the staff’s clock face moving. Phantom was nearly bouncing in place which was interesting to see considering his feet weren’t on the floor. 
“Thank you, Clockwork!” Phantom said, looking delighted and completely missing the way Clockwork just sighed fondly. 
“Hurry along home before the yeti’s start to look for you.” Clockwork said in a fairly familiar tone. 
“Yes, yes.” Phantom said distractedly, tossing the marble up in the air where it disappeared. He tugged at his black suit right over his ribs and did the same invisibility trick again. He shifted twice until he found the patch of skin that held the group of freckles he wanted. 
No one was close enough to see for themselves, but Phantom crowed happily. “Good! It’s back where it’s supposed to be!” 
“It’s back?” Batman asked, a hint in his voice saying he had a hundred more questions. 
“Yep.” Phantom said. “It’s really annoying to me when someone destroys one of my stars or planets before their natural life cycles have worn out.” 
“Is that a map of the galaxy on your skin?” Wonder Woman asked, charmed by the constellation of freckles across his nose and under his pointed ears. 
“No.” Phantom said. “It’s a map of every universe on my skin. They overlap so sometimes i gotta hunt for the one i want a little.” 
“Every…” Superman sounded like he had the wind knocked out of him. 
“Come, Your Majesty.” Clockwork said, opening a shockingly green portal with his staff. “You’ve had your fun.” 
“Okay, okay.” Phantom mumbled. 
“Majesty?” Zatanna whispered, confusion coloring her tone. 
Phantom whipped back around to look at her with a sheepish grin. “Ah, yeah. I’m the King of the infinite Realm. Let me know if anyone else messes with one of my planets! Bye now.” 
The Ancients departed and Constantine started wheezing. 
“I take it no one knew the baby Ancient was a king?” Flash asked, a very startled silence taking over the Watch Tower. 
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I know i originally said that the planet had been destroyed but that somehow turned into it being eaten or absorbed or something so Danny got it back. 
I really just wanted Danny to find a missing planet on his skin and freaking out over it. 
Feel free to take this idea, though i’m sure something like it exists already. ^__^
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alteredphoenix · 1 year
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My reaction to that shortwave radio message in Chapter 13 be like:
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Today's reading material.
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 313
You know what? Snake Danny. But not just any snake! Space naga. The world serpent, but literal- a moving galaxy, comets caught in the wakes of his movement, stars nestled between his scales. He’s like a giant cosmic LBM, wandering throughout time and space while he learns how to be an Ancient. 
He’s having fun! Learning so much and it’s a great way to chill for the weekends… er, or whenever he is seeing as sometimes Clockwork sends him off to not break a timeline or something. Who knows or cares, he was in space! 
Sometimes Tucker and Sam joined too, and honestly it’s all so much fun- especially now that they can make their own portals! C’mon he wants to check on this cool dimension he visited a while ago! 
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nelkcats · 2 years
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Kryptonite is ecto-sugar
After the ghosts realized they could create food out of the ectoplasm they needed to survive, they got a little creative about it. Many ghosts began to ask those who were chef's in their lives for sugary products: desserts, more than anything.
The problem was that the Realms did not have a star as bright as the sun, and because they were in the land of the dead it was very difficult to farm. But after much persistence they managed to obtain a plant similar to sugar cane with the help of Undergrowth.
With this, many ghosts came together to help in the process and "ecto-sugar" (later called Kryptonite) was created, which they managed to alter enough for it to multiply without the help of the plant.
However, they got too excited, the quantity of sugar increased and ended up in different sizes, there were big or small pieces everywhere.
Because of that some of the final products were simply unusable and were thrown away in random places on the Realms. Somehow this ended with the ecto-sugar multiplying its amount and ending up as little crystals everywhere, buried in the floor of the floating islands.
Even some of them were discarded in natural portals. Unfortunately for the Kryptonians, the ecto-sugar fell directly onto a desolate part of their planet and began to multiply. When the first Kryptonian discovered it, he realized he was extremely weak to it, and since he thought it was originally from his planet he named it "Kryptonite".
The real reason they were so weak to it was because the ecto-sugar was made from start to finish with death, and developed in a lifeless environment without natural sun. Naturally, with Kryptonians being glorified plants, this ended being extremely harmful to them.
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shinigami-striker · 2 years
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Funimation Friday | Friday, 02.17.2023
Some random Funimation anime that's already trending at the moment (despite almost all of them being available through Crunchyroll at the moment).
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dannyphantomiscool · 1 year
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Ok this DP x DC prompt hasn't stopped haunting me for days so-
Danny is Superman's grandfather.
It's the classic setting; Danny is overworked and overwhelmed from his Ghost King duties, so Clockwork kicks him off to another dimension for a vacation.
Danny ends up on Krypton.
Danny falls in love and has a child.
Danny is forced to let everyone he loves die, only able to help save his grandson, bc interfering here would cause even worse things in the time-stream.
(Danny never forgives Clockwork for putting him somewhere with a time-limit.)
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desultory-novice · 7 months
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I think it'd be kinda interesting if Marx, after becoming part God-Clock, is unable to rest. After all, if a part of the Nova lives on in him, it'd surely be running to try do repairs or archive data, and this would mean Marx has developed long term insomnia. The reason this is bad is due to Marx being a Noddy, a group known entirely for sleeping. Imagine trying to get immense power, having a battle you lose in a way you can never truly understand, then lose the activity you love most as a part of you isn't really You anymore.
No wonder Marx went crazy.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH (/POS)
>DESS.EXE HAS STOPPED FUNCTIONING
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