So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Basically Riotan thought Felix said something he demonstrably did not. Felix would probably be okay with Rag's violence since Riotan kind of screamed at him for a bit and called him a dishonorable cheat. Felix wasn't upset, but he wasn't happy.*
*Really? I guess you're right. The more I think about him, the more fun and nuanced he seems to get. He's got so many little details. I never had to come up with multiple reasons why a character is not a cannibal.*
*Honestly Rag hasn’t been that calm recently either way, so he’d totally be down for taking it out on some cowardly demon that insulted his friend.*
*Felix should interact with one of the characters I recently introduced, because they are equally psychopathic and monstrous, although he is a child he is selfish when it comes to anyone outside of his friends, if someone hurt his friend he would annihilate them.*
*Don't perma-kill Riotan please. He's a cool character. But if Jobah thinks its cool, I won't argue.*
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Isaac is outside watching his mechanical cat try to scale a tree
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Oh someone really is picking poison today. I like it.*
The recognizable sway of the Graverobber’s hips can be found at a nearby graveyard, doing exactly what you would expect from someone with that title. Her face hidden from view by her hat, although a slight smirk is on her face as she uses the pickaxe to steal.
She finds that the coffin is empty, the corpse replaced with a bunch of fermenting food. She hears a shovel stabbing into the ground behind her. "Aw, man, I knew someone would get here before I collected my treats. Oh well."
She puts a hand on her hip as she turns, putting the pickaxe onto her shoulder, speaking in a sultry tone “Oh I didn’t want any snacks, I just wanted to steal from this coffin here. Unfortunately it seems someone beat me to it.” She leans down “Who are you?”
The first thing Stroth notices is that the other side of the portal is incredibly cold. The second thing is that all of their surroundings are entirely drained of color: Grey stone cliffs, very small patches of grey vegetation, a jet black sky devoid of stars, and a greyscale mansion at the end of a long greypath. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, this place is the domain of something very powerful and probably very sinister. Omori seems relieved to see her.
"Oh thank goodness you made it. The gates can be fickle at times. Now, she's just up ahead." She gestures to the manor in the distance.
She bows to her "Thank you honey, let me know when I can see you again. You were lovely to speak to." She walks down the path and through the gates.
"Oh, I'll probably still be hanging around the Inn when you get back. Here's hoping your meeting goes well!" She dissolves into the dark rift and vanishes from sight.
At the manor, Stroth can't shake the feeling that she's being watched. Virtually everywhere she looks save for directly up, there is at least one eye carved or chiseled or drawn onto some surface with startling detail. The doors to the main hall swing open on their own as she approaches.
*Is the Elder Evil Count Olaf?*
*Nope. Let's just say I couldn't bring Omori without bringing my other character from the thread she debuted in. They're kind of a package deal, what with their connected stories.*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Basically Riotan thought Felix said something he demonstrably did not. Felix would probably be okay with Rag's violence since Riotan kind of screamed at him for a bit and called him a dishonorable cheat. Felix wasn't upset, but he wasn't happy.*
*Really? I guess you're right. The more I think about him, the more fun and nuanced he seems to get. He's got so many little details. I never had to come up with multiple reasons why a character is not a cannibal.*
*Honestly Rag hasn’t been that calm recently either way, so he’d totally be down for taking it out on some cowardly demon that insulted his friend.*
*Felix should interact with one of the characters I recently introduced, because they are equally psychopathic and monstrous, although he is a child he is selfish when it comes to anyone outside of his friends, if someone hurt his friend he would annihilate them.*
*Don't perma-kill Riotan please. He's a cool character. But if Jobah thinks its cool, I won't argue.*
*Hmmm... Gon?*
*I won’t, it’s going to be closer to an Omni man like beat down on him, destroying every bone in his body.
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
The first thing Stroth notices is that the other side of the portal is incredibly cold. The second thing is that all of their surroundings are entirely drained of color: Grey stone cliffs, very small patches of grey vegetation, a jet black sky devoid of stars, and a greyscale mansion at the end of a long greypath. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, this place is the domain of something very powerful and probably very sinister. Omori seems relieved to see her.
"Oh thank goodness you made it. The gates can be fickle at times. Now, she's just up ahead." She gestures to the manor in the distance.
She bows to her "Thank you honey, let me know when I can see you again. You were lovely to speak to." She walks down the path and through the gates.
"Oh, I'll probably still be hanging around the Inn when you get back. Here's hoping your meeting goes well!" She dissolves into the dark rift and vanishes from sight.
At the manor, Stroth can't shake the feeling that she's being watched. Virtually everywhere she looks save for directly up, there is at least one eye carved or chiseled or drawn onto some surface with startling detail. The doors to the main hall swing open on their own as she approaches.
She smiles at them, her grin unnerving.
The eyes stare back, unblinking. There is a voice that calls out from within the manor.
"Ah, so you're the guest that my newest set of eyes told me about. Do come inside, will you?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
She peers out and smiles "Hello honey."
"hi miss yuri" he smiles warmly
"What are you doing today?"
"Making a friend" he smiles, gesturing to the large unfinished doll, much larger than him
The first thing Stroth notices is that the other side of the portal is incredibly cold. The second thing is that all of their surroundings are entirely drained of color: Grey stone cliffs, very small patches of grey vegetation, a jet black sky devoid of stars, and a greyscale mansion at the end of a long greypath. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, this place is the domain of something very powerful and probably very sinister. Omori seems relieved to see her.
"Oh thank goodness you made it. The gates can be fickle at times. Now, she's just up ahead." She gestures to the manor in the distance.
She bows to her "Thank you honey, let me know when I can see you again. You were lovely to speak to." She walks down the path and through the gates.
"Oh, I'll probably still be hanging around the Inn when you get back. Here's hoping your meeting goes well!" She dissolves into the dark rift and vanishes from sight.
At the manor, Stroth can't shake the feeling that she's being watched. Virtually everywhere she looks save for directly up, there is at least one eye carved or chiseled or drawn onto some surface with startling detail. The doors to the main hall swing open on their own as she approaches.
She smiles at them, her grin unnerving.
The eyes stare back, unblinking. There is a voice that calls out from within the manor.
"Ah, so you're the guest that my newest set of eyes told me about. Do come inside, will you?"
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
She peers out and smiles "Hello honey."
"hi miss yuri" he smiles warmly
"What are you doing today?"
"Making a friend" he smiles, gesturing to the large unfinished doll, much larger than him
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*C H A R A C T E R S.... because I want to cause issues.*
Yuri is in Oswald's office, pacing around. She has finished the frame work for the cart, has has Loriche make the canister for the source of energy, but now she just needs the source. She has gone through every source possible but only a few seem good enough.
Father Luciano is with Morgana, the two discussing plans to build a fruit orchard for the townsfolk.
Honeywhisker is setting up incense around her call, humming to herself as she lights each one.
Georgie is outside the office, per usual when yuri is around the factory, sewing what looks likea giant stuffed creature
-free choice for the others, i don't have anyone in particular who knows them yet-
She peers out and smiles "Hello honey."
"hi miss yuri" he smiles warmly
"What are you doing today?"
"Making a friend" he smiles, gesturing to the large unfinished doll, much larger than him
She finds that the coffin is empty, the corpse replaced with a bunch of fermenting food. She hears a shovel stabbing into the ground behind her. "Aw, man, I knew someone would get here before I collected my treats. Oh well."
She puts a hand on her hip as she turns, putting the pickaxe onto her shoulder, speaking in a sultry tone “Oh I didn’t want any snacks, I just wanted to steal from this coffin here. Unfortunately it seems someone beat me to it.” She leans down “Who are you?”
*Only got like 8 minutes, but I'll try to be active while I can.*
"Felix, ma'am. If you are looking for riches, there are plenty in that tomb over..." He points. "That way, through the fog. There's a wraith in there, so you'd really be doing the graveyard a service, you know? But first, you need some food. You look skinny as a rail." He opens a quilt and snaps, causing the images of food stored in the fabric to appear physically.
The first thing Stroth notices is that the other side of the portal is incredibly cold. The second thing is that all of their surroundings are entirely drained of color: Grey stone cliffs, very small patches of grey vegetation, a jet black sky devoid of stars, and a greyscale mansion at the end of a long greypath. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, this place is the domain of something very powerful and probably very sinister. Omori seems relieved to see her.
"Oh thank goodness you made it. The gates can be fickle at times. Now, she's just up ahead." She gestures to the manor in the distance.
She bows to her "Thank you honey, let me know when I can see you again. You were lovely to speak to." She walks down the path and through the gates.
"Oh, I'll probably still be hanging around the Inn when you get back. Here's hoping your meeting goes well!" She dissolves into the dark rift and vanishes from sight.
At the manor, Stroth can't shake the feeling that she's being watched. Virtually everywhere she looks save for directly up, there is at least one eye carved or chiseled or drawn onto some surface with startling detail. The doors to the main hall swing open on their own as she approaches.
She smiles at them, her grin unnerving.
The eyes stare back, unblinking. There is a voice that calls out from within the manor.
"Ah, so you're the guest that my newest set of eyes told me about. Do come inside, will you?"
She does so, lifting her skirts and walking in.
Inside the manor, they see a rather menacing figure standing at the top of the stairs to the second floor. They appear humanoid, but there is a strong sense that they are actually anything but. She has long black tentacle 'hair' similar to Omori, as well as piercing yellow eyes that are the only bit of color Stroth has seen in this entire hellish waste. Her needle-like teeth, which seem like they were deliberately sharpened, are displayed in a wicked grin. She wears long black robes that are stained with blood.
One second, she's at the top of the stairs- in the blink of an eye, she is only a few feet away from Stroth, curiously watching and trying to guess their emotions. "Hello there."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(good evening)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Don't perma-kill Riotan please. He's a cool character. But if Jobah thinks its cool, I won't argue.*
*Hmmm... Gon?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She peers out and smiles "Hello honey."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"hi miss yuri" he smiles warmly
*If I'm not back in 30 minutes, I am probably asleep.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Isaac is outside watching his mechanical cat try to scale a tree
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She puts a hand on her hip as she turns, putting the pickaxe onto her shoulder, speaking in a sultry tone “Oh I didn’t want any snacks, I just wanted to steal from this coffin here. Unfortunately it seems someone beat me to it.” She leans down “Who are you?”
*Nope. Let's just say I couldn't bring Omori without bringing my other character from the thread she debuted in. They're kind of a package deal, what with their connected stories.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I won’t, it’s going to be closer to an Omni man like beat down on him, destroying every bone in his body.
Yes Gon, embodiment on rage and friendship:*
"What are you doing today?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The eyes stare back, unblinking. There is a voice that calls out from within the manor.
"Ah, so you're the guest that my newest set of eyes told me about. Do come inside, will you?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Making a friend" he smiles, gesturing to the large unfinished doll, much larger than him
She does so, lifting her skirts and walking in.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"What name shall it have?" She asks
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(finally back home from cali )
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(anyone open?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"I don't know yet" he tilts his head,
*Only got like 8 minutes, but I'll try to be active while I can.*
"Felix, ma'am. If you are looking for riches, there are plenty in that tomb over..." He points. "That way, through the fog. There's a wraith in there, so you'd really be doing the graveyard a service, you know? But first, you need some food. You look skinny as a rail." He opens a quilt and snaps, causing the images of food stored in the fabric to appear physically.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Inside the manor, they see a rather menacing figure standing at the top of the stairs to the second floor. They appear humanoid, but there is a strong sense that they are actually anything but. She has long black tentacle 'hair' similar to Omori, as well as piercing yellow eyes that are the only bit of color Stroth has seen in this entire hellish waste. Her needle-like teeth, which seem like they were deliberately sharpened, are displayed in a wicked grin. She wears long black robes that are stained with blood.
One second, she's at the top of the stairs- in the blink of an eye, she is only a few feet away from Stroth, curiously watching and trying to guess their emotions. "Hello there."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*h e e h o o*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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