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Delusion Academy
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welcome .
Dear Reader...
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Delusion Academy of magic. Your new term will be starting shorty, so it is best that you enroll into all of your classes and collect all of the things you will be needing upon arrival.
We hope to see you soon, and remember, things aren't always what they seem. Delusion Academy
Classes will not begin until there is one teacher for each class.
”I have lost 4 of my best men just this week we have to put a stop to this!” Kieran’s hand slammed down on the table. The vampires surrounding him nodded in agreement. ”We can not live in fear anymore. We need to be able to hunt” James agreed, causing the werewolves to growl heartily in agreement. ”It’s all well and good talking big, but does anyone actually have a solution?” a silky sweet feminine voice silenced the room, she rose to her feet. ”I have been alive for 200 hundred years and never, never have I seen such brutal deaths of my people. I believed the only thing that could kill us was the sun, but this… This is something else. We are no longer the hunters, we are the hunted.” she flowed off into silence, letting her eyes meet that of the werewolf leader. ”Anne is right. Unfortunately.” Daniel said softly. ”I propose we join forces, vampire and werewolf. Live together, hunt together. It may be the only way to survive.” The hall was swallowed in murmurs of disapproval, some of agreement. Anne and Daniel looked at each other across the hall, they both knew the chances of survival were slim. ”Silence” her shrill voice rang out over the hall. ”I accept your proposal, although if you don’t mind I would prefer we stayed at my manor, rather then in these halls”
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live the freedom you have always wanted? To roam where you wished, without a boundary or someone telling you what to do all your life? Perhaps you have thought about running forever, where to was unknown but you knew you where free? Or even if you wanted to find love where otherwise it would have been punished and frowned upon. Kismet is a canine role play, the realistic role play offers all of the above and so much more. It is a place where love knows no bounds, friendships are made. Trust is what brings others together, and betrayal is punished. There are four packs to choose from, the good, the neutral, the sidelander's and the darks. Here your characters are only bound by your imagination, a life full of fun and fulfillment await you. It doesn't matter what pack you choose, because in the end your imagination will run wild. So join us today and see what all the fuss is about!
SCHOOLS OUT! I wouldn't blame you if you let out a good scream and shout. Because the summer is here, and kids are off to take a break, relax, and enjoy their time away from homework and teachers. Well, the ones that are still in high school or college. What better way to spend your summer than at th Crystal Springs Country Club. Your summer will be full good times. The staff members are there to make your stay as comfortable as possible, but don't feel bad for them, they have fun with it. When you first pull into the gates of the club you suspect it to be all innocent, which it really isn't. Every summer there are your hookups, break ups, fights, and other things that can be imagined. Don't walk. BUT RUN! And check in to Crystal Springs located in the real city that never sleeps - MIAMI.
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In a magical land far away there was a school and in this school was some of the best students in the magical world. They where the best in the world and grew up to be warriors, Work for kings, Kill all the evils in the world and so much more. You would think nothing els could be as powerful, But that changed once they had children and their children had children and so on. It contained that way until a thousand years later which is now. You must be aware that allot of things changed. There are no longer kings or evils that once took over the world, But there are still kids with powers and are still evils in the world. Those evils are now known as high school drama.
Yes know those magical kids are now in high school. They are wild and don't give a damn about evils or humans anymore. All they want to do is show each other up and see who has the best power and hook up with each other and fool around with humans. Its all sad that those great warriors from back in the day fought with their life's and this generation is just forgetting it and acting like they rule the world, But what they don't know is that there is a great evil coming to the human world and they all have to band together and fight it.
So what will happen. Will the students finally realize that they are more then students with magical ability's or will they just forget about everything and act stupid and wild. Will the humans at the school ever be strong enough to stand up to the magical students, Also what about this great evil that is taking over the human world? Its all so confusing and magical and its up to the students to chose the fate of the human world.
Thrown Away~ A Street Dog RPG « Result #7 on Jul 31, 2008, 1:47pm »
Disaster after Disaster
A giant Hurricane strikes the poor citizens of elgar and tokan. Half of the population is almost wiped out completely, many die from injuries as the hospital has lost most of its power, and room for proper care. Others try to survive and rebuild their destroyed homes, but that doesnt last long. Many human's give up on life itself and leave. Other's stay and fight. Of course no one thought the tsunami would hit as hard as it did. It was a disaster after another. When the tsunami strikes shortly after the hurricane. most of the humans are wiped out except for a few who ride out of town in a bus, the owners leave their dogs behind due to the rules on the buses, and the extra package. It was horrid, but they did what they felt was right. Yet the purebred and house dogs didnt understand. They were thrown away. Like garbage. The purebreds are now left on they're own, to survive with the dogs they used to shun.
Slowly Forgetting
As time moves on the horrible disasters are soon forgotten by most except for the purebreds, the strays live on. Forgetting the past and moving on, or thinking about the future. Sometimes there are arguments between the two seemingly different races of dogs, some try to keep the peace but actually cause more fighting. Those that try have quicker deaths from enemies, others that stay back also die. It's a blood bath on the streets as there are bodies everywhere, now there is chaos, a struggle for power as packs roam the streets on killing sprees. No one knows exactly why or how this little war developed, but now the revenged need a savior so that they can rest in peace.
A new day in age.
War kills and breeds from anger and revenge, those that want to live are killed mercilessly for not being in a pack. Wars break out between packs the city becomes an endless battleground, but every now and again a plane flies over the city. The dogs run forgetting their anger as it turns into terror. The purebreeds stay out of shelter or shade, those that still hope for their owners return wander aimlessly sometimes killing those that stand in they're way. Others just roam the streets, calling out for their beloved owners to come back to them. The strays are now in fear of the purebreeds, for their lust to kill has grown stronger as have the lust for their owners. It's a never ending cycle of terror and fury.
An unsuspected turn..
The strays are now braver as the purebreeds have somehow gone back to normal, but everytime a plane flies over head some of them howl in anguish. But others don't now having fully forgotten what it was meant to be stroked or petted fondly. Each time the purebreds loose their sanity, and after a while soon to learn the life as a stray. Some even have loved a stray, and creating mixed bred litters, and those canine's are the one's who are now shuned. The dogs who dont agree with becoming friends, hate the ones who do. Its a dog eat dog world, and this is the time of day when its the new hell. When dogs are Thrown Away.
While some hope for their return...
More plains fly overhead, some dogs have noticed they have bombs. Elders recall human wars that their elders told them, giant explosions destroying buildings after they touch the ground. More bodies littering the ground like pieces of paper, at first... the strays ignore them as the purebreeds listen, they know how important a simple tale can be or how a life and death situation can all rely on the end. None of them where expecting it, after two disasters they didn't expect this...
The Destruction
Fire fell from the sky, as the planes collided over the city. Any that fell would hit the ground and burst into flames, bombs where fired to clear out the area. Men fought on the ground killing each other, dogs ran and hid in the sanskirts. Strays and purebreeds it didn't matter anymore the war was getting out of hand, those that thought they had it under they're control where proved wrong as some strays fought along side the men. Purebreeds stayed back, watching in horrified terror as the bombs destroyed their home once again...
Rebirth at a price.
Dogs died during that day, they fought after one another and they fought everyone. It didn't matter if it was enemy or allies they just fought for the fun and shear joy, those that ran where safe in the sanskirts... Or so they thought. The whole area was infected by the disease, purebreeds where sometimes led into war to happy to have actually met humans again after all those years of being alone. Those that died where left as souls walking waiting for the war to stop... Waiting for peace to reign once again.
A silence....
The war then stopped, the alive troops moved out with a few of the strays that where left alive. Purebreeds came back to their home to find more bodies, more blood, and worse no more humans again. Most of them howled in anguish and fury, while others killed the rest of the strays. But still more where born with the souls of those who where lost to the war, a deafening silence now reigned over them. There was no movements anymore, some dogs enjoyed the silence and took time in finding new homes. They're war was over they had reached peace... For now...
After the long war.
Right now strays are back and somewhat better than before, the purebreeds still miss their owners as usual and some still go on killing sprees. The packs are more peaceful, after a whole year of nothing but war how could they relax? Some dogs wonder that today, but others push it away in their mind there will always be peace. But what they didn't know was that war was lingering... closer than they could tell..
``parker prep « Result #10 on Jul 23, 2008, 6:10pm »
NEW YORK CITY.
a place for the rich and the famous, the bold and the beautiful. the same goes for the prestigious Parker Prep, school to many of the beautifully rich, trust fund kids. located on manhattan upper east side, Parker Prep is the 'it' school for all the teenagers who have class and wealth.
among the student body here at Parker Prep, it confirmed that there are many different cliques of people. the populars, commonly known as the 'royalty', the bookworms, the jocks and the loners. everyone has their place in the school, or so they think.
GOSSIP CAN KILL.
but you alone have your own destiny among the crowd. that's what 'gossip girl' would say. oh, didn't we mention? oh yea, be careful. with money and popularity comes responsibility. and believe me, 'gossip girl' will know. she has the power to make or break you and your prefect little world, all she needs is a computer and the people willing to read the gossip.
behind all the glitz and glam, these teenagers are just that, teenagers. teenagers surrounded by the money to get or get away with anything they want. at least they hope so.
Shattered Alley « Result #11 on Jul 20, 2008, 8:47am »
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Did you ever dream of a place, a place where you were not human? A city with no boundaries, no limitations to your freedom. A place where you lived and ran those streets...as a dog. You were a part of a pack, named Dire, Aysel, Tanto or Reix. Possibly you chose to live without a pack and roam the streets alone. You slept wherever you found, and you wandered where ever you pleased. You got to feel the adrenaline in your blood as you ran away from the deli with a string of sausage. All these dreams, all possible at Shattered Alley. The dogs are free, and are able to experience the true meaning of it, too. After a large scale earthquake, the larger areas of Phereio City were destroyed. Weaker building were crumbled, the roads were cracked. Many people left the city afterward. Though, there are humans still managing a life in the area. Just a few, very few. Out of all the wreck, the dogs remain. The new disaster of a city makes a kingdom for the feral canines. But how long will it last until the humans come back again?
Shattered alley is a intermediate-advanced role play site. We have no major plot, leaving the characters more freedom to choose their character's fate. We have active and experienced role players, a beautiful layout, dedicated staff, and many different opportunities and community interactions. Why not check Shattered Alley out? After all, you should embrace your opportunities warmly, and prepare to live in a very different way.
Twenty-four years ago, Harry Potter defeated Lord Voldemort, coming out unscathed. Many switched alligiences due to the Imperius curse or family issues. Some were let free but the rest of Voldemort's followers were sent to Azkaban where they would stay. The Golden Trio had saved the magical world. But one group wasn't joyous. Draco Malfoy, Jacob Taylor, and Lidya Le Fay's plans for takeover after Voldemort went down the drain when the Golden Trio was not seriously injured. Now this former Slytherin Trio, as they were commonly known, must fit into the new regime but never forgetting the plans they had when they were young.
But that threat isn't the only thing Head Auror Harry Potter must worry about. Six year prior, his youngest son, Albus, was sorted into Slytherin. Two years later, Lily Potter was sorted into Gryffindor. Now with the whole house as rival Gryffindors, a rift has began to form between Albus and his family and it doesn't seem to help matters that his best friend happens to be Draco Malfoy's son, Scorpius. And it seems that Scorpius fancies the dark arts too, introducing them to Albus. This might be their greatest year yet while their ambition for power grows. The only two people who might be able to talk sense to them is their other two best friends, Rose Weasley and her Gryffindor pal. This band of friends, the New Marauders, better stay close.
In Harry's day, there was ony two trios but now there are four, each one for a house: Gryffindor Trio, Slytherin Trio, Hufflepuff Trio, Ravenclaw Trio. Each trio is fighting to rule the school and now is their last year to try to come out the clear victor. The only thing that these four trios have in common is that they don't like the New Marauders. They're dueling it out while the New Marauders try to spread house unity. James Potter, head of the Gryffindor Trio, wants nothing else to destroy his brother's group. He will find any way to break them up, no matter who gets hurt along the way.
Harry Potter seems to have his hands full, trying to keep his son from distanting himself and making sure that there are any threats against the wizarding world. Will the former Sytherin Trio make a move or just sit there? And will James finally break up the New Marauders during his final year at Hogwarts? Only time can tell...
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our love is like a V I R U S « Result #13 on Jul 12, 2008, 1:02am »
**There is no such thing as something not being contagious. What we do know is that we're not alone anymore, and the virus is spreading no matter how well we attempt to hide ourselves. It's contagious, in our saliva and blood, there's nothing you can do to stop it. And we can't make it go away.
It's 2010 and the humans don't know that their race is under attack, some of it on accident; most of it plotted. The rest of the werewolves are sick of hiding like cowering dogs in their cages, the power hungry ones think that they can overpower and enslave the human race. BUT SOME ARE FIGHTING BACK. Brinnon, Washington. Probably one of the largest gatherings of werewolves in one city, they are easily undetectable here with the woods and mountains. But killings have began in the midst of the wolves fighting each other over werewolf politics. Humans have gone missing, and now hunters have come to town to try to destroy the clans. But they are surprised at the sheer number of wolves living here. Some hunters band with the smarter wolves, some say to kill all of them.
But untill this is resolved, the wolf virus can still thrive and poison the hearts of makind.
a spot of tea...and england. « Result #15 on Jul 8, 2008, 1:53pm »
heylo all, I'm going to England for a month, that's right, a whole whopping month. I'm leaving tomorrow {the 9th} and returning the first week of August. it's going to be lovely fun! i'll miss you all. :[ in my absence, i'm giving power to STARGEM to be in charge of keeping order, accepting new members, etc. please be nice to her. if there are any questions/emergencies, you can e-mail me at canis.lupa@hotmail.com. iloveyou people. ♥ loor. xox
Camarague Island wild horse RP « Result #16 on Jul 6, 2008, 2:40pm »
Name: Camarague Island Link: ENTER THE ISLAND Staff: Site Creator and Owner: Scarface Activity: Daily Active Members: 42 but always looking for more new ones! Whats new:
Unclaimed Lands. Active Staff. New members by the day. Awesome Layout. Easy to Follow rules. Friendly members. Royals and Staff positions open.
Plot:
Welcome to Camarague Island. Here, the three alliances are no longer living together. Each alliance has their own island. The Amux Island, is where the darks rule. The Ryvet Island is where the neutrals rule and finally, the Tucker Island is where the lights rule. This wasn't always the case. Once the three alliances lived together, though in not perfect harmony but they tolerated one another. That all went to pieces when a member of the dark alliance killed a light and then denied it when questions were asked. The neutrals were not taking sides and both the darks and lights were annoyed with this fact. The mare that was murdered was the daughter of one of the well known royal herd, the Torrents. This light herd was very royal and was just about to name this mare as the 'princess' persay. Tired of hearing excuses from the neutrals, the darks finally had enough and tore away from the main island and claimed the Northwest island as their own. The neutrals claimed the SouthWest and the Lights claimed the Eastern one. There is one main island in the center of everything. This island is called Balam and here is where the gathering takes place. Each island is connected by a rickety wooden bridge. So, now that the alliances are feuding, the question remains...Which side are you willing to join? And are you prepared for the consequences?
Hogwarts Academy « Result #17 on Jul 5, 2008, 9:22pm »
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Greetings,
We would like to invite you to come and join Hogwarts Academy. It is a Harry Potter based RPG. It is an AU RPG and we only accept original characters, although we accept canon names and celebrities.
Here in Hogwarts Academy you can choose to be a student, professor, school Staff, shop owner, Ministry worker and many others. As students you can learn about magic, play quidditch, hang out with friends, pass or flunk exams, etc. It is our goal and objective to teach and help young witches and wizards become aware of their abilities to nourish them to the full extent.
There are a lot of things that adults can do. They can apply for a house or job, meet people, make and develop relationships and more. (We are also in need of graphic artists!).
Join us as we write our own version of Hogwarts/The Wizarding World.
D U R M S T R A N G • « Result #18 on Jul 3, 2008, 9:55am »
The magic school of the north. There are rumors about it only allowing pure bloods in the school. You want the truth? We have three houses, and a staff that sorts you. We have a werewolf as the grounds keeper, and a mermaid granting wishes. The school may not be grand, but the island, a very large island full of mountains and lakes, is amazing. Cold as it is, we suggest you don't go for a swim.
Joined: Apr 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 32 Location: Over the rainbow. Karma: 4
Re: the sky above [reminds me of you, love] « Result #19 on Jun 28, 2008, 11:08pm »
Maybe she’d move, the minute he grasped her hand, jump and run off as if his pale hand had burned her, disappearing into the darkness of the pillars, of the roof, into the night.
Or maybe she’d take him along, weave an adventure and listen to the music promised tonight by the full moon. A concert in their own school, a concert where all the seats would be empty and quiet enough to echo; and maybe she’ll dance. Life, she chuckled lightly, putting her arm back on the stone still on which she was sitting on, and almost shyly, peeked her head out to get a better look at this guy, her hair following in obedience, the background to her face.
And automatically grinned; a slim hand lifted up again, two fingers stuck out and brought them to her forehead, a salute. A gesture of hello. Her bodice was curved, the legs still stretched out to touch the wall, even though she was planning to move them outside, out the large window that was right behind her, dark and alluring, waiting. Her shoulder leaned against the wall on the other side, lifting it slightly to alert Enola to another’s presence, expecting the snake to do something more than lift it’s head and stare carelessly at the male.
The male, as Qual inspected, her eyes not as skimming over his body as holding it to a light, stripping it naked and considering the imperfections and the attractions. He had his looks, most unusual and nothing classic and handsome as the other’s that walked the halls of the school. Qual, as all Scabious’s do, liked difference. He was an albino, his hair devoid of color, bleached and spiked, and in the darkness it could have stood out as a spot among heights, a flashlight to other’s service. His eyes, on the other hand, are what Qual would have liked to cut out and polish well enough to keep in her possessions. The startling color of muddy purple, and as the sun left it’s last sparks on earth today, the lamp providing more light and growing stronger—turning reddish.
She was fascinated by this appearance. Albino’s never really seemed to present themselves in the light of day, nor anywhere, and she was intrigued to meet one that seemed so fit.
“Nice night, isn’t it?”
The female’s head titled, questioning, eyes trying to hold his, and the curves of her lips lifted, ”A concert’s playing tonight. If you’ll listen, you may come with me.” There were his movements, so decidedly casual, that Qual watched—without shame, and returned to watch the lamp flicker carelessly, darkening the owlry. The room was almost silent if it was not for the gentle rustling of the trees, the brief flashes of wind that circled through the room of the open window, and a few tired owls not bothering to move out into the night. ”The moon’s at a perfect shape, as is the view of the heights.”
Enola lifted her tail, curved at just the tip of the girl’s neck, bringing it to her lips in an amused way. The ripple of voice muscles was very clearly disturbing her tight nested rest and Qual lifted a hand and tugged gently with a finger, flashed a small smile at the guy, and stuck her hand out again, suggestively. Then he moved forward, a slim shape in the flickering darkness, and reach toward her hand. Suddenly excited, Qual reached out the remaining length and grasped his hand in a stubborn grip, her feet abandoning the wall and lifting on her knees to balance on them—and other than a cautious glance behind her, her foot finding the stone outside, she grinned at the guy and pulled his hand lightly.
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Evolution Begins « Result #20 on Jun 28, 2008, 9:47pm »
after many eons apes achieved the power to evolve into humans, or maybe it wasn't evolution, maybe it was mutation. e v o l u t i o n b e g i n s . e v e r y g e n e r a t i o n g r o w s __________š›___________
Ever since they learned how to walk upright humans have been afraid of things they didn't understand. That fear leads them to hate the object and seek to destroy it at all cast, even if it means harm to their own kind. Although they have been around almost as long as humans themselves, mutants weren't discovered until some time in the mid twentieth century. The US government had originally begun using these 'people' to secure their success in certain situations such as World War II, The Korean War, an other various international and internal disputes. With time and an increase in technology, the government begun to study mutants and attempt to obtain their abilities through varies means. Their earliest known attempt was the creation of Captain America, many more would soon follow. The government agency known as S.H.I.E.L.D was charged with the capture and experimentation of mutants, officially it was for the protection of the people who until this day remain unaware of their existence.
Not until many years later would their tests yield some results but as the director of the agency changed so too did S.H.I.E.L.D's mission. Instead of taking them S.H.I.E.L.D. was charged with creating a database containing the information of every mutant that lived in the country. It was instructed to only capture and detain mutants who were a high threat level and/or too powerful to let run around on their own. To accomplish their first objective the agency approached a young Charles Xavier who wanted to create a school for mutants. They informed him that they would secretly fond the school if he allowed for them to secret collect the needed data on every one of his students. A few years after the completion of the school they would again approach former student Emma Frost and with the same deal they handed Xavier, the Academy of Tomorrow was created shortly afterwards. For their second objective S.H.I.E.L.D. launched their main headquarters the Helicarrier. Being the largest and most heavy armed mobile fortress on the planet made the helicarrier ideal not only as a base but as a detention center. Mutant criminals of a high enough threat would be transported to it to carry out the rest of their lives. If a mutant required maximum security the Triskelion a ground facility would become their new home.
Very little is known of the one man that would change not only how mutants were treated but their very way of life and would be responsible for the creation of the mutant terrorist group known as the Brotherhood. Weapon Plus director John Sublime the man initially responsible for the organization as well as every product such as Captain America a.k.a Weapon I to the recent create products and rise in defense technology was the cause. He secretly approached the secretary of defense and convinced him of the threat that mutants posed not only to the country but to all humankind. He was given funding and was allowed to have the program abduct any and all mutants it pleased to conduct its research in finding a 'solution' to the mutant 'problem'. Sublime quickly impressed the higher ups by producing many new forms of technology thought to be works of science fiction such as Plasma Rifles, jetpacks, teleporters, psi-blockers, and hover discs, all of which were either duplicated or shared with S.H.I.E.L.D. Weapon Plus also developed various other technologies which they have chosen to keep to themselves or to monopolize such as the power negating collars of Genosha or stolen and advanced it such as the technology used in their secret base The World. These two organizations are both ran by the US government and all though their methods and missions may be different both were given the same direct order... keep all knowledge of the existence of mutants under wraps and be able to protect the nation from them should the need ever arise.
Years pass and now we come into the present day. Mutants are still the dirty little secert of the human race but like every other living being they have learned to move on with thier lives. There are those that use thier abilities to make themselves a few quick bucks or have turned themselves into sellswords but the majority of them have chosen to live normal lives as if they were human. The town of Bayville is where this story is based. Its a moderate sized town that like any other praises their high school football team over all else. It is this high that Xavier has chosen to have his attend as the Institute lays closest to the town. Its there with the town's every growing mutant population that the string of events that will lead the future into the state that its destined to fall in. For it is here that the first known Sentinel Prototype is being developed by Bolivar Trask and it is where the existence of mutants is to be known.
The humans are about to find out that they're no longer the top of the food chain, something that will lead to dark future but is it a future that can be avoided if the right moves are made? mutants are the future, even if the world doesn't want it so __________š›___________
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cbox rules .
♠ We can't swim, so don't flood. This means posting over three times. If you do flood, we'll drown and that's a bad thing. A very bad thing.
♠ No advertising. Links to pictures are fine, as are links in your name are allowed but don't say Click My Name! or anything like that. We just might have to eat you.
♠ Please do not harm our virgin eyes. Make sure all cbox avatars are appropriate. To get a cbox avatar, make a 45x45 sized image, upload it to Tinypic.com, and past the URL where you would paste a link to your forum / website.
♠ No impersonating. Be yourself. Don't take someone else's name for yourself. We do have the user name and password for the cbox and we can easily compare IP addresses.
♠ Don't swear at staff members or other members. Be respectful to everyone, please, or you'll make use cry.
♠ Guests can post in the cbox if they are in need of assistance, but they must be respectful of everyone. No one likes a n00b.
♠ Ok, I know it's a Cbox and all, but let's face it. No one likes chat talk. So speck engrish, preese.
♠ Rule-breakers will be force-fed worms and garbage. :3 behave.
♠If you fail you follow any of the rules, it could result in you being banned from the cbox, or even the forum. So follow them all, please.
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