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π™Žπ™€π˜Όπ™π˜Ύπ™ƒπ™„π™‰π™‚ . . . [closed - pm if interested!]

Postby borahae. » Sun Mar 06, 2022 12:12 pm

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Adult life is infinitely harder than you'd thought; It's only been a few years since you've graduated from high school, and between the busy college schedules and drab business meetings, you can't help but to look back at your childhood and wish for something more. Growing tired of the repetition of daily life, finding that growing up is hardly as glamourous as the movies make it seem, you find the link just in time.
An anonymous post with an attached link, it reads;

looking for adventure? travel with me!

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just a group of strangers that meet online and travel the world together on a whim because why not
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Postby borahae. » Sun Mar 06, 2022 12:17 pm

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I: follow all of the general cs rules β€’ II: write a minimum of 4-5 sentences β€’ III: everyone is between the ages of 20-29 β€’ IV: pm for reservations! they last 48 hours, but can be extended if need be β€’ V: myself and all the other roleplayers understand that you may be busy and unable to respond- and thats fine! just try to stay as active as you can β€’ VI: very accepting of lgbtq+ characters! similarly, since they met online, the characters can be from a variety of countries - absolutely no restrictions! β€’ VII: drama and romance are strongly encouraged β€’ VIII: signatures must be off on your posts- please and thank you β€’ IX: post all forms and ooc on the discussion thread β€’ X: realistic face claims only please! <33 β€’ XI: link to the discord thread - not required but it'll be lots of fun!
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Postby borahae. » Sun Mar 06, 2022 12:44 pm

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŽπ‘π†π€ππˆπ™π„π‘
finn | he/him | 25 | borahae.


𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐅
jullian | he/him | 23 | borahae.


𝐓𝐇𝐄 π‹πŽπ‚π€π‹
archie | he/him | 22 | borahae.


𝐓𝐇𝐄 πƒπ‘π„π€πŒπ„π‘
kieran | she/her | 23 | birdwhistle<3
𝐓𝐇𝐄 ππ‘πŽπƒπˆπ†π˜
octavius | they/he | 22 | kamisato


𝐓𝐇𝐄 π’πŽπ‚πˆπ€π‹πˆπ“π„
vienna | she/her | 24 | kamisato


𝐓𝐇𝐄 π’ππŽπ“π‹πˆπ†π‡π“
odessa | she/her | 21 | kamisato


𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐌
athena | she/her | 23 | Spottedleaf16
𝐓𝐇𝐄 ππ‹πŽπ†π†π„π‘
rosie | she/her | 20 | onion


𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑
hani | he/him | 21 | onion


𝐓𝐇𝐄 π…πˆπ‘π„π‚π‘π€π‚πŠπ„π‘
marji | she/her | 24 | senna


𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑
juliette | she/her | 21 | senna
𝐓𝐇𝐄 π’πˆπ‹π•π„π‘ π’ππŽπŽπ
dylan | she/her | 23 | q


π“πˆπ“π‹π„ 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄
gumball | he/they | 22 | q


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Postby borahae. » Thu Mar 10, 2022 4:37 am

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This roleplay is
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Day: July 10 | Location: Honolulu, Hawaii | Weather: ☼

We will be starting with everyone already in Hawaii - they may recognize people from their travels, or may have met others at other points in time, but for the most part they will be strangers to each other. We will begin with the group meeting at the house and planning their first day.
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Postby borahae. » Sat Mar 12, 2022 2:46 pm

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    the organizer ✩ twenty-five ✩ tag: n/a ✩ location: airport/gate

      With the restless energy of a toddler, pacing the terminal after one too many times of snooping around the airport (having already stopped into each shop at least twice and talked to a minimum of 4 families about their travels), Finnegan heaved a heavy sigh, glanced at the clock for the 5th time in the past minute, and with a defeated attitude finally placed himself down into one of the chairs to wait out his remaining time. After arriving at JFK international sometime around 9 this morning, leaving from California on a 4am flight with just as much energy as he had now (if not more), Finn had spent the past 9ish hours exploring the airport and eating 4x his daily intake of food out of pure boredom. Even now, cramming his long legs in a cross-legged position in the tiny gate chair, he was stuffing a half-eaten BLT into his mouth and using his other hand to lay his luggage down beside him. As spontaneous with packing as he was with every other aspect life, the boy had only packed one suitcase worth of stuff, and had hardly filled it halfway; as always, he left space so that he could buy clothes and trinkets on the way. As the saying goes, 'when it rome, do as the romans do. or, well, in his case.......make sure to save space for Hawaiian shirts.

      Leaning against the back of the chair and straightening his posture, trying his best to ignore the cramp in his knees for trying to make them bend in ways that shouldn't be possible for someone who's 6'2", Finn let the sandwich dangle freely from his mouth as he suddenly dug into the pocket of his hoodie to take out his phone; since no one was around, and he wasn't the type to stare at the wall and suddenly feel amused/content, he figured that he could at least kill some time looking at youtube or instagram or something. Putting one of his earbuds in and taking a few more bites of his food, Finn settled into the chair and was about to load up youtube when he caught a message from his sisters in the family group chat; 'good luck. and don't die. mom would be sad.' Snorting then, letting out a small giggle, he couldn't control the smile that stretched across his face as he responded. what about you two? you wouldn't be?
      After a minute of no response, certain then that his siblings had gotten bored and already moved on to something new, Finn put youtube on and finished up his food as he watched a short documentary on penguins.
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Postby Guest » Sat Mar 12, 2022 3:14 pm

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    the puppy ; twenty three ; tags ; finn location ; airport
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        xxxxx america was tiring. it was so tiring. the way the hotels were made, the way everything was set up, the way the subway smelled and how scary taxis where, jaehyuk had only been in new york city for forty eight hours and was terrified out of his mind. everyone spoke english faster than what he was prepared for, which made for a lot of awkward conversations when jae was supposedly giving people dirty looks when ordering food or getting a coffee from the closest cafe. jae didn't know how prepared he was for this trip- he thought he was prepared, he thought he was ready for everything. but apparently not. the whole night before he was anxious and struggling to sleep- having to be at the airport at seven pm, he wasn't ready. with his messed up sleep schedule, it was hard for him to even fall asleep before three in the morning, and even harder to wake up before 4 in the afternoon. and for most of the hours he was awake, he was out of it and confused up until nine pm. every night jae ended up staying late- streaming from 9m to sometimes 5 am. he liked playing with people from america and letting people from america watch him stream, even if he wasn't speaking english in that moment. he just liked being able to be global- more than just a korean streamer. he knew people in america liked koreans anyway( especially the streamers and the musicians ) so he wanted to take advantage of it.

        xxxxx sniffling as he threw the sheets off of his bed, jae only looked at the alarm clock next to his bed tiredly. letting a small sigh escape his lips, he quickly grabbed the guava vape next to his night stand to suck on it lightly, the flavored air entering his mouth and lungs as he puffed out a small cloud. the way his brain felt like it was vibrating- the buzz immediately hitting as he shook his head. maybe it was a bad idea to hit the vape straight after waking up. whatever. after pulling his pants onto his legs and staring out the window of his hotel room, jae only took a sip of his hot coco as he finished putting everything he took out into his suitcase. it was too bright outside- jae was regretting staying up so late the other night. instead he wished he slept at a normal time, instead of wasting his entire sleeping and waking up to hit the vape before sleeping one more time. runnign his hand through his hair, jae only slowly moved his way out of the hotel room, his vape in his mouth as he puffed out a few more clouds, the buzz hitting him harder than a train hitting a kid with puberty.

        xxxxx the whole taxi drive to the airport was jae's head against the cold window as he was sleeping in the car. he had ended up retiring at seven am- and his body was still somehow tired after sleeping the whole day. he didn't know what time it was- but he knew he had to be at the airport soon, or his ass would have been grass. waving off to his taxi driver- jae only took one more large hit of his vape before he shoved it into his pocket and walked into the airport. it was so busy- his head felt like it was about to fall off from the amount of people talking mixing with his head buzzing from the nicotine in his system. closing his eyes as he sighed out, jae only bit his lip before he searched the seating area for a victim to keep him company and entertained. his eyes locking on a rather tall male- jae only sucked in a deep breath from his nostrils before he moved down to sit right next to the male. "now, i hope this is okay i sit here," he started, before leaning ihs head back to the sigh, his shoulders dropping. "damn i'm so tired. i just barely woke up after i stayed up too late- i have a flight at seven, do you know what time it is?" he rambled, his tongue pinched between his teeth. "i can't believe i'm doing something this stupid, *i'm so dumb,*" he muttered. his eyes opening as he turned to face the male- jae offered a smile. "i'm jaehyuk. what's your name?"

        * = korean

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Postby FoggyMeadows » Sat Mar 12, 2022 3:34 pm

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β™₯The Bakerβ™₯ Twenty Threeβ™₯ Tags: N/aβ™₯ Location: Airportβ™₯



Blaire woke up extra early for her first flight heading to Jfk airport to make sure all of her bags had her items she needed in it. She probably went through her check list five times before she calm her nerves and decided she had what she need. She closed her backs and went to her kitchen where she quickly started making food. Blaire grabbed some eggs, spices, bread that was made by her, cheese and vegetables. The finish product was just a simple breakfast sandwich that she could quickly eat. Once finished she picked up her three cats Rupert, Bat, and teddy and placed them into two kitty pack backs. Bat and Rupert in one and the other had Teddy, hopping they will be comfy with the long flight ahead of them. She walked out of her apartment locking the door and getting into her sisters car. Her sister was driving her so she didnt have to leave her car at the airport which she was very thankful for. Her sister Emily was telling her how Blaire shouldn't go due to the randomness of the post Blaire saw about the vacation and how she watch so many true crime videos about people going missing. Blaire just ignored her younger sister and looked out the window. She never traveled on a plane before and to a state that's so far away so she didnt care if it was a scam or not she needed adventure before she got old and settled down. Plus she was beyond excited to try different foods to cook and bake with since stores around her were only from her area. Once they got to the first airport Emily and Blaire hugged saying their goodbyes.

A while later Blaire landed in the JFK Airport excited as ever. She grabbed her overhead luggage and walked off the plane to go to her next gate with her cats. Her three cats were Blaire's emotional support animals so they could fly with her on the plane since one she didn't like the idea of them being alone in the luggage part of the plane and two she got bad panic attacks now and then when far away from home. Once at the gate she realized that she didn't know what the others looked like and where they were. She froze for a second before deciding to just sit down in an open seat and took out her phone to text the others. :Hello darlings its Blaire, Im at gate number 4. Im sitting down in a chair, to spot me I have red hair with three cats! Im also wearing a white dress with small pink flowers on it! Come say hi if you spot me! Thanks darlings (: :
She hit sent and put her phone on her lap. She wrinkled her nose as she looked around at other peoples outfits and realized how her outfit isnt really appropriate for flying. She was wearing a knee length dress with small pink heels on. To be fair she never flown before and this was her most comfortable out. She shook her head clearing her thoughts telling herself that it was okay.

Texting- :
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Postby ptolemaea » Sat Mar 12, 2022 3:55 pm

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γ€Œthe dreamer ━ twenty three ━ location: airport ━ tags: n/a」


------kieran had been traveling for not even four hours and she already regretted her decision. she'd never traveled far from her home state, despite longing to do so for as long as she could remember. this was completely out of character for kieran, who had been raised up in a family in which she was simply expected to fit into the mold of her older siblings -- all were prominent in the political atmosphere of her home town -- which she had never wanted.

------as soon as she had entered the airport, she immediately went to find some coffee. quite successful, she sat down in a seat in the emptiest row of seats she could find. she was not in the mood to socialize at the moment, especially not after driving for four hours. she didn't look the friendliest, either. she was only wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt, and her hair had been pulled back into a low ponytail. not extremely tired, she more so just wanted to go back to her apartment and watch tv or stare at an empty document for hours.

------she knew that her reasoning for attending the trip was stupid. she needed a muse, something to inspire her, perhaps even someone. despite her constant let-downs, her nonexistent romantic life, romance was something never promised growing up -- marriage was for money, for family names, for anything but what kieran had always craved. luckily, her phone buzzing snapped her out of her trance, and she flipped it over to check the message. oh. a group chat for the trip. delightful. she simply unlocked her phone, ignored said messages, put on another podcast and leaned back in her seat, enjoying her coffee.
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Postby senna_ » Sat Mar 12, 2022 3:56 pm

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    ❣ . she/her . 22. the babysitter . location; airport (gates) . tags; vienna
    For the hundredth time that day, Emersyn found herself mentally asking yet again why she had agreed to go on this trip. The link she had ever-so spontaneously clicked on had led to a very sketchy site, one that quite literally gave away little to no information whatsoever. However, Emersyn was so sleep-deprived and bored of being tied down to the same schedule on a day-to-day basis that she ended up accepting the offer. Truth be told, the more she pondered over the whole situation, the more she couldn’t help but wonder if she had accidentally clicked it or not, but nevertheless, here she was. Admittedly, as much as Emersyn was ready to throw herself out there and could only cross her fingers and pray that she wasn’t handing herself over to a murderer (okay, maybe she wasn’t trying very much…), she knew there was no turning back now. It probably didn’t help that her dear sweet mamΓ‘ urged her to take this trip, either; Emersyn would do anything for her. Of course, she had openly refused to leave her mother’s side until the woman herself quite literally pushed her out the door, and even though it took her the entire plane ride from Edmonton to New York to calm her fretful thoughts, she was starting to feel okay.

    The airport was busy, and people swarmed around her, making the girl uncomfortably claustrophobic. She decided to dress comfortably, as she knew the plane ride was a dreadful eleven or so hours, and had gone with a cream-coloured sweatpants and white cropped-top combo. That said, Emersyn didn’t pass up the opportunity to wear a pair of her flare-heeled ankle boots. The sound of the clicking against the polished tiles was satisfying to her senses; it made for an extra sprinkle of confidence in her steps. She kept her headphones in as she checked in, only pausing to swipe some baby hairs off of her forehead. The airport was unusually warm, or at least where the computers were at the front of the building; the way the heat slithered around them like a snake approaching its next prey truly was an undelightful feeling. She tugged at her shirt, breezing it out, before collecting her pass and bags. She didn’t pack much with her, but Emersyn had always been a light packer. She had no issues checking in her suitcase – her duffle bag was coming on the plane with her. After sending her bag off, Emersyn headed towards security.

    The wait flew by surprisingly quickly. She had landed between a young family with a baby whose wails echoed like sirens across the entire layout of the airport, and a couple who were arguing about the number of shirts the girlfriend packed, so she was glad she didn't have to wait for eternity. Huffing under her breath, feeling like a victim in a round-up pen, Emersyn kept her gaze glued on the ticket she held in her hand. Gate 4 was the one she was to locate. Her pinky finger traced the bolded number until she was called forward. The security worker was far from friendly, as they all naturally seemed to be (Emersyn was nearly convinced that being unfriendly was a requirement for the position), but they wasted no time getting her through, and within a snap of the fingers, she was left to her own devices. She gathered her belongings yet again, shoving her phone into the pockets of her phone like it was an extra bag, then set off. The clicking grew louder as her steps lengthened; she refused to be late. There was a good chance they wouldn’t be able to board until fifteen or so minutes before the scheduled take-off time, but regardless, if Emersyn wasn’t there at a satisfactory time, she knew without a doubt that she would be thrown off for the rest of her trip.

    Her chocolate-brown eyes were on high alert as she pushed forward, shooting an unimpressed glare in the direction of a middle-aged man who rudely pushed past her, as if she was nothing more than a shadow from a nearby object. If it weren’t for the music that was currently flooding through her veins, and the mental ticking from her inner clock, Emersyn most certainly would have opened her mouth and told him off. However, with the gate so close by, she didn’t bother. Instead, she carried her way along, as if she knew where she was to be all this time.

    The gate was just as hot and sticky as the main entrance was. There were less than fifty people, she assumed from a quick scan of the room, which was odd. Perhaps people enjoyed the thrill of running for their plane seconds before it took off. Her phone buzzed against her thigh, and, within one fluid motion, she took it out. Her shoulders visibly drooped when she realized that it hadn’t been her mother who’d texted her, but someone from the chat. Emersyn hadn’t said much in the chat, merely due to the fact that she was convinced that if she did reveal enough information, someone would somehow manage to find her home address, and so it was no surprise when she tucked the phone away without properly opening the chat. But then, within a heartbeat, the girl took her phone out yet again, and messaged her mom: estoy aquΓ­. te amo, mama <3

    Sighing, Emersyn slid closer to one of the rows of practically empty seats, deciding to take one that faced the direction where people were walking in. Her eyes lazily skimmed the faces of each and every one of them, only lingering for more than a split second on one particular girl. She was attractive, both physically and in the way she confidently carried herself into the location of the gate. Seeing how she’d stopped close enough to Emersyn, and since Emersyn felt increasingly awkward, staring at random people, she tipped her head towards the girl. β€œHey,” she called out in what could be considered a friendly enough tone. You’re cute. Instead, she settled for: β€œNice makeup. Making a statement at the airport… I like it.”
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Postby heeseungie » Sun Mar 13, 2022 2:57 am

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⎯ she/her ⎯ 24 ⎯ the socialite ⎯ location; airport (gates) ⎯ tags; emersyn ⎯ wc; 1,166 ⎯
    Yet another sleepless night was down in Vienna CortΓ©z's books. It was about 4 am when the woman returned to her apartment, black pumps retired to her hands as her feet would have blisters if she wore the shoe any longer. It was her mistake for not breaking them in beforehand, but time had been running out so her new pair would have to suffice. The door closed quietly behind vi as she entered her home, walking through the dark apartment to her room. Sure enough, when she turned the flashlight of her phone on, Daisy, her adorable white kitten, was curled in a ball in Vienna's side of the bed. It was heartwarming. The tipsy woman smiled at the simplicity of love swelling from within her. The warmth of whatever she had drank multiplied the feeling as she crossed the room to her closet, flicking the light on and closing the door behind her as to not disturb Daisy's sleeping. The closet was organized for once, which Vi definitely wasn't used to but she was too focused on changing into her sweats in order to get enough sleep in order to be on time to the airport tomorrow. This thought made her head flicker with thoughts, but they were drowned out by the silent practice of planning what to wear to the airport. Only Vienna would pick her outfits out during the wee hours of the morning. And after that, her nightly routine of removing her makeup and washing her face ensued. That was one thing Vi was faithful to: her self-care routine. While it never consisted of much, it was done every day or night. Gym in the morning, shower, wash face, go to work, come home and remove her makeup, wash face, sleep. Repeat. Finally, Vi made her way to her room again and climbed into bed with Daisy, unbothered to set an alarm as she slipped into her dreams of tomorrow. Bright blue skies, beaches, and beautiful people to busy herself with.

    Not setting an alarm was possibly the worst idea that Vienna could've ever done. Upon being woken up by Daisy's prodding for more food, Vienna found her phone dead, unplugged from the wall. She sprung from her pristine bed sheets, rushing to plug her phone in and find a time. Four pm the clock read, causing Vi to huff loudly. There was not enough time for her to accomplish what she needed to before she left. Planning ahead had been her specialty, but she was inconsistent with waking up after long nights. It was a bad habit of hers, yet she couldn't manage to change it no matter how hard she tried to change it. Vienna's mind was swirling with anxiety within the shower. as she washed last night's gel and hairspray from her hair, she wonder if she was doing the right thing. The woman never abandoned her job before. She was constantly working on new patterns, new designs, overseeing products being handmade, dealing with new buyers and clients. She was busy. Would her business be alright with her heading on vacation? Her assistants were perfectly capable of running the office for her in case she was unreachable, which she hopefully shouldn't have been. It'd only be a few months, and she was only a phone call or text away!

    Vienna was reassuring herself that things would be fine as she got dressed for the airport, though she had a tendency to be overdressed for any and all situations. She paired a vintage checkered cardigan with a navy pleated skirt, skin-toned tights, and her chunky Steve Madden boots. The white mockneck certainly didn't help with keeping things away from her neck in order to avoid irritation, but she would digress. To finish the look off, she decided on a bold makeup, bright baby blue eyelids and liner with pearls lining the blue outskirts with a pearl necklace. It was tasteful and looked classy against the caramel skin of her face. She looked wonderful and impressive, she was sure. A quick snap of an outfit was uploaded to her social media accounts and then she called for her bags to be taken down to a car for her to take to the airport. Traffic was never the easiest to navigate here in the city that never sleeps, so it would probably be a close call for her. She put food for Daisy out, set up her cameras to supervise her apartment while she was gone, set her alarms, and then headed off to the airport, clutching the cardigan to counteract the coldness of the streets of Manhattan. Now, her destination was the John F. Kennedy airport, the airport that Vienna had flown both in and out of as she was younger. What was so bad about yet another rendezvous?

    Vienna could not complain about the business within the airport. It was typical and expected, but she made it through all the way without problem. She was quite thirsty, so she bought a water from the food courts and then made her way to gate four, where the group of travelers were meant to meet for the first time. Vienna wasn't the slightest bit nervous now. She just needed to face them, even if they happened to be weird and creepy people from the sketchy website. They were paying for her room, though she had to pay for this ticket, but if worst came to worst, she could just get her own air bnb elsewhere. A buzz in her hand caught her attention, causing her to pull over into one of the seating areas to check it. It was from the groupchat that had been set up for the eight of them to be aware of new things going on or any complications. Someone was here, is what she had gotten from the text before she had been taken from the world of her phone. Someone called for her attention, causing Vienna to hesitate to look at the owner of the voice. It was typically men who called for attention, but it was a woman's voice catching Vi's attention this time. Her eyes met the eyes of another young lady, who complimented her makeup. Studying the prominent features of the woman's face, Vienna's countenance broke into something of a flirty smile. "Oh, thank you," was the first thing Vienna could think of to say, turning to face her fully now. Vienna was caught by the fire behind Emersyn's eyes. It was kind, even reassuring, but it caught her attention because maybe one day there would be a different sort of fire behind them. She demanded Vi's attention, even when not verbally saying so. "Those boots are to die for."

    There was a moment of silence from Vi, finding the correct words to say. "You're gorgeous," she added finally, bringing her suitcase to the opposite side of Emersyn's, deciding to sit with a seat between the two women. "What brings you here?"
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