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Supernova
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Here's the template for the characters:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Place of birth: (earth is common for humans, but there are many worlds under federations, some people are even born on star ships)

Species: (Human, Andorian, Vulcan, Caitian etc..)

Education: (if a science officer, what is your field of study, but most Starfleet members have degrees)

Rank/Position: (captain, liuetnant, chief medical officer, chief tactical officer etc)

Personality: A small brief about their personality, their hobbies, hopes and dreams, what they do on their off duty time etc.

Biography: Just a bit about their service history, most characters won't have much here if they are fresh from the academy or only a few lower postings at most. Remember we don't want to put anyone 'useful' in the odyssey.

Sexuality:

Kinks: what are you as a writer into, and what your character is into can be very different, but let us know what you have in mind for both.

Limits: we should all be respectful of people's limits.

Appearance: give us some details about what your character looks like. If you have a picture in mind you can use them as a guide, but it's always best to describe a character as well when you submit an application.

 
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Name: Nellis Keoh

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Place of birth: Earth

Species: Human

Education: Starfleet academy, command track, a degree in xeno-anthropology

Rank/Position: Captain

Personality: Nellis is a young captain, a bit inexperienced, perhaps a little overeager to assume command, and happy to jump in over his head. He is an optimist and walks with his head held tall. He is a well of energy for better or worse, and still struggling with the fact that he has to hold people at a distance as a captain, that he should put on an air of professionalism and wisdom as a captain even when he himself is struggling to keep up with the situation around him.

When not on duty Keoh enjoys swimming, and knitting.

Biography: Nellis was 14 when the Odyssey made a stop at Deep Space 9 and unloaded its civilian crew onto the station. That day 10 years ago was the last time he ever saw his father. The Odyssey was lost with no survivors on the other side of the Bajoran wormhole in the event that would shape a lot of the young Keoh's life. He joined starfleet academy at the age of 16 two years later when the dominion war officially started, but by the time he had graduated the majority of the war was over, and Keoh didn't see much active duty (outside the bombing of earth where he and most other cadets helped with evacuations)

Nellis's service record after the academy had him quickly rise through the ranks, He was top of his class and made Junior Grade Lieutenant fresh on the academy he was assigned to the stargazer one of the newer Sovereign-class ships, and rose quickly. Rumors have always surrounded Keoh because of his father's legendary name and his quick rise through the ranks, calls of nepotism, and his mother having a high-ranking position herself made him a bit of Starfleet royalty. When the Odyssey B finally rolled off the assembly line, Nellis was the first pick for the job.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Kinks: shower scenes, swimming scenes, semi-public/risky scenes. Anal sex (giving) Oral (receiving and giving) Costume play( Not a Keoh thing, but I have a love of cat girls)

Limits: scat, pregnancy

Appearance: Nellis is a freckled caucasian male with reddish brown hair, he stands 5'9" and has an almost cute youthful look on his face. If it weren't for his rank pips one could assume he would have been an ensign, he has brown eyes and a warm disposition.

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Name: P'rmess

Age: 25

Gender: female

Place of birth: Patriarchy Sector

Species: Kzinti-Caitian

Education: Engineering, life support specialist, cybernetics student, knowledge in Breen and Borg technology

Rank/Position: CPO, Assistant Chief Engineer (but seeing as we do not have a CEO onboard at this time, she took over)

Personality: A young woman of comforts, it is only her curiosity that makes her take personal attention to things, otherwise she just bosses around her underlings.

Biography: Being born to a Caitian cultural scientist and artist, she was just one of the various furry children from various Kzinti and Mirak warriors. From an early age she was interested more in the how than the why and that lead her to take apart things. When that got to the technology parts of the life support of her mother's space ship and asteroid home station, her extensive family pushed her to start learning the know-how. Having the backing of a couple of renoved artists and Caitian diplomats got her into the best place a female mix like her could go - Starfleet (the closest campus, not Earth).

Being almost alone she still had the interest of both of her ancestor races - which is basically the same when down to real ancestral biology - for their mating calls. Also, humans somehow found her fascinating as a catwoman with multiple breasts... But she just wanted to have more hands instead. Taking that as her thesis project she went from life support to cybernetics, and found that she really liked working on anything that made life comfortable.

At the end she made herself a prehensible tail as she got a hard no about creating a second pair of arms from her superiors, and had no real medical knowledge to incorporate the technology without really breaking some deep Federation rules. But while studying the law, she found an opening and using some psychological counseling she successfully went in the direction to compensate for her 'handycap' - a balancing tail for her catlike body. Once that was surgically implanted, upgrading it fallen fully into her purview.

Her first 'post' was in a group of engineers going around on a small ship and fixing broken Federation equipment. She became their leader from sheer necessity to stay away from the boring repetative work, and instead worked as a translator between the techies and the normal people. One could say, a kind of communication specialist.
cummunication specialist

Sexuality: Very sensual and hedonistic, pansexual, but likes humanoid females more for snuggling. When it is that time of the year for her mating insticts, she is in heat for a male... Not necessarily an intelligent humanoid one.

Kinks: toys, apparatuses, sensual creatures of all kind

Limits: Bad hygiene, as she puts real effort into personal grooming. She gets furious from mind control or rape - even if I would have no problem with it.

Appearance: Large, tall (6'+), but lean muscled cat like being. She has a short muzzled face, triangular bat like ears, thick striped mane in different hues of orange, and large golden eyes. Her legs are in a digitigrade configuration (walking on her toes), and due to the sharp claws on hands and feet, prefer to go without any footwear at all. She has a long (biosynthetic) tail and two row of nipples, from which the upper pair has developed small (B) breasts which is the most obvious while clothed. But the pair under those are noticeable too (A cup), and there is two more pair of nipples (AA breasts) lower...
 
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Commander Zasha Ikire

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Name: Zasha Ikire (family name first)
Rank: Commander (just promoted)
Position: First Officer/Executive Officer, U.S.S. Odyssey

Age: 26
Gender: Female
Place of birth: Bajor
Species: Bajoran

Education:
Bajoran Resistance (informal)​
  • Apprentice Saboteur
  • Security System Bypass
Bajoran Military Academy​
  • Starship Engineering
  • Energetic Physics
  • Command and Control Systems
Starfleet Academy​
  • Field Physics
  • Starship Tactics (minor)

Personality:
Like many Bajorans growing up under the Cardassian occupation, Ikire possesses an intensity and a focus on the pragmatic. Having originally been gripped with xenophobia and racial hatred, she overcame these after witnessing the aftermath of the decimation of Cardassia by the Dominion. While still a performance-focused person, she has now learned something of empathy and tolerance.​
Most comfortable in a crisis, what she calls 'decisive' and 'realistic' others have called 'impulsive' and 'disruptive'. What had been considered acceptable in the desperation of the Bajoran Militia was often considered too daring in the hidebound compliance frameworks of the Federation. Too stubborn to change, Ikire adapted by embracing the unconventional approach.​
In her downtime, she embraces highly energetic music, physical activity and competition. She disappears into the holodeck at times, and there's been a rumor of piano-playing that she can't quite quash. Less concealed is her enthusiasm for Bri'Tek's Boneyard Olympics, the popular vid-program where teams assemble small craft out of salvage and compete with them in different events to raise funds for charity. Having appeared on the show in season 2 'Starfleet Showdown' as a member of 'Teal Team Six', her aggressive risk-taking style earned her some admirers.​

Biography:
After Ikire's childhood ended at age ten, when they executed her father, the young bajoran learned the power of anger. Fortunately, she fell in with a cell that taught her that anger had to be tempered with precision and competence. Screw it up, and innocents die. Or Cardassians do, which might feel good in the moment, but will inevitably draw reprisals … in which innocents die. At first, she worked mostly as a distraction, but as she learned her critical systems … soon she was participating in the sabotage herself. Not long after she was trusted to run missions on her own, the Cardassians just … left.​
With purpose gone, there was little reason not to enroll in the initial class of the Bajoran Military Academy. There she learned the balance – how to keep things running, not just break them down. Like many of her compatriots, she specialized in high energy work. But while they mostly chose weapons and warp cores, Ikire embraced the protective and utility applications of deflectors, dampeners, transporters, tachyons and sensors. Graduating at the top of her class (apart from that annoying Velnas Lachin!), she was assigned to the emergency rescue vessel Talara, providing assistance to those who founder in Bajoran space. This task grew more challenging as war broke out between the Federation and the Dominion. What had formerly been responding to accidents caused by neglectful maintenance, and the occasional piracy, became urgent evacuations and critical repairs to starships full of holes. In these chaotic situations, Ikire and the Talara thrived.​
Of course, things changed with the political situation. Neutrality was lost, and in the end, their Cardassian enemy caught the dire attention of their former Dominion allies. At first it felt like justice. Then maybe it was karma. But then, once you experience the scale of it, that fire of hatred gutters out and dies. How many civilians need to be slaughtered for the sins of their leaders? Their original captain had been a man of principle, but for the officer promoted to replace him … the answer was always 'More'. Ikire watched as the Talara began to undermine humanitarian efforts to help the shattered Cardassian people. And in the end, she had no choice but to expose them.​
At first, this had seemed to be a career-shattering move. Anti-Cardassian sentiment ran high in the Bajoran Militia. But before long the organization was absorbed into Starfleet, and her actions were looked upon more favorably. Brought over at the provisional rank of Lieutenant Commander, but still reasonably young by Starfleet standards, she was sponsored for an accelerated program at Starfleet Academy in order to update her skills to Starfleet standards.​
Once enrolled, Ikire departed from the path, pursuing command and science courses, avoiding the staid engineering instructors who were all about standards and regulations and code. A 'simulation junkie' who already had actual in-space experience, she aced the hands-on training. After using a novel approach involving using the sensors to emulate the signature of the deflector field, she was able to assist another student into nearly beating the Kobayashi Maru, which earned her a bit of reputation among those that had failed the sim.​
Once graduating from the accelerated program, her provisional rank was confirmed, and she was assigned as Tactical Officer on board the newly commissioned Sovereign-class USS Agamemnon. She has been serving there until called back for a meeting regarding some new assignment.​

Command Style:
Commander Zasha is a performance-focused leader, often using metrics to evaluate capabilities. However, she is not a harsh micromanager, largely trusting her people to do their jobs until proven they cannot, and then developing training and improvement plans to figure out how to get them to the point where they can. With the new crew, it is her intention to prioritize the implementation of training, mentoring and teamwork programs to get personnel performance up to - and, she hopes, well-above - par. She takes special care to check her instinct to meddle with the Tactical and Engineering departments. In absence of a crisis, anyhow.​
With respect to the Captain, she is more of a stickler for being informed of important matters, but less restrictive than many other XOs about the Captain's presence on away missions. Especially diplomatic ones.​

Sexuality: Straightish

Limits: Toilet stuff, underage

Appearance:
What she lacks in imposing physicality, Commander Zasha makes up for it in intensity. Short and blonde, those who judge on appearance are frequently deceived. While it is true that she doesn't have the raw musculature of many of the more martial members of command division, she is fit and with stamina. Silvery eyes border between blue and gray, and her hair is normally kept in a professional bun, though she is not above changing her style to appear younger or older, as appropriate, to lure a rival off balance.​
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Name: T’Vara

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Age: 25
Gender: Female
Place of birth: Vulcan colony on Aesa IX
Species: Vulcan
Education: Starfleet Academy, Sciences Track. T’Vara extended her time at the Academy to complete a doctorate in astrophysics, and minored in temporal mechanics and alternative realities — though the Academy curriculum (and Vulcan education) has given her a solid grounding in many scientific fields.
Rank/Position: Lieutenant, Chief Science Officer

Personality: T’Vara is a typical Vulcan in many ways — organized, methodical, logical — but lacks the usual disdain for the emotional behaviour exhibited by other species, which she finds fascinating. She is young and idealistic, still a little naive, and can be quite headstrong when it comes to her opinions thanks to a childhood spent butting heads with more conservative family members. Joining Starfleet was, in many ways, an act of rebellion.

As a scientist, T’Vara is driven in equal parts by curiosity and a desire to put her knowledge to practical use; she prefers to be in the field, rather than analyzing data in a lab, which is one of the reasons she volunteered for the Odyssey. During her time on Earth she picked up the violin, and developed a fondness for historical holo-programs.

Biography: As the second child of the governor of the Vulcan colony on Aesa IX, there were certain expectations about the path T’Vara’s life and career would take. These were shattered when she sought entry into Starfleet Academy at age 19, one year into the Dominion War — insisting that she could not stay safely at home while the galaxy was burning. She spent the next six years on Earth, extending the usual course of study by an additional two years to earn her doctorate. Her thesis research was purely theoretical and revolved around developing countermeasures against induced supernovae, such as the attack attempted by the Dominion against the Bajoran star.

T’Vara learned of the Odyssey shortly after her graduation, and applied for a post aboard the vessel after hearing a rumor that it would be captained by Nellis Keoh, whom she had known during their overlapping years at the Academy. They have not spoken since his graduation. She was surprised when she not only received the posting, but with it a promotion to Lieutenant and the position of Chief Science Officer — a role she is not certain she is prepared for yet. She is determined to prove herself up to the task.

Sexuality: Bisexual.
Limits: Bathroom stuff, excessive gore/violence

Appearance: A slender, pale woman who wears her dark hair in a typical Vulcan bob, curved just below her pointed ears. She keeps herself in good shape, but purely for her own health; she isn’t the most-physically inclined member of the crew, but as a Vulcan she is much stronger than she looks. Her uniform is kept pristine and exactly to regulation, and honestly looks pretty good on her.

T’Vara carries herself seriously, and while she often looks thoughtful or focused, her expression rarely betrays more than that.

 
Name: Aaron Hideoki

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Place of birth: Mars

Species: Human

Education: Starfleet Academy, degree in Naval History

Rank/Position: Chief Tactical Officer

Personality: Aaron is...an interesting fellow. He is unerringly, unwaveringly calm in everything he does. He projects an aura of complete confidence and newr perfection. His uniform is neatly pressed, his hair always trimmed, his posture perfect. He's extremely knowledgeable in his role, and whatever he does, be it calculating torpedo trajectory or a simple game of tennis, he puts 110% of himself into it.

But beneath the confidence and stoicism, it's like...it's like a calm river, that's swirling under the surface. Rushing, threatening to break onto the surface.

Biography: Aaron has a...curious family history. Officially, on his record, his matrilineal grandfather was Vulcan. Not at all unusual, given his family had served in Starfleet since it's earliest years, but more interesting in the declassified document. His grandfather was, in fact, Romulan. When the discovery was leaked to the public, the Hideoki family were shamed, ridiculed, kept down. Aaron, already a promising high school student, was simply caught up in the whirlwind.

Determined to not simply live in the shadow of his family. He'd never command a ship, hatred for the Romulans ran deep, even in the 25th century. But he could be the greatest Tactical Officer the Federation had ever seen. He poured over the greatest tactical minds in history, specifically naval history. He studied their lives, their tactics. And he never showed any weakness. Any faults. Because then, they'd have no excuse to keep him down.

Aaron graduated Starfleet soon after he turned twenty two, and earned it after "passing" the Kobatashi-Maru test. He successfully saved the ship, and held off enemy vessels for almost two hours before the ship simply couldn't take it anymore.

The upon the reinstatement of the Odyssey, Aaron was recommended as Tactical Officer, given his promising performance and service aboard several smaller vessels.

Sexuality: Demisexual

Kinks: Rather discuss in DMs!

Limits: Bestiality, underage, noncon, bathroom stuff, blood play, inflation, etc.

Appearance:
Aaron, despite his...unique presence, is quite physically unimposing. He's of mixed descent, primarily Asian. He stands around 5'7, with a thin, slightly scrawny physique. His dark black hair is almost always cut short and kept combed back, and his face meticulously well shaven. This gives his face an almost sharp, birdlike appearance, matching his piercing green eyes.
 
Name: Alexander Stephens

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Place of birth: Baltimore, North America, Earth

Species: Human

Education: SFA Engineering Track (under the instruction of Miles O'Brien), Command Secondary Track (under the instruction of Chakotay)

Rank/Position: Lieutenant Commander/Second Officer and Operations Officer, USS Odyssey-B

Personality: Easy-going and friendly, but when the shit hits the fan, he is 110% focused.

Biography: A relatively simple man hailing from North America's east coast, Alex was captivated by the idea of joining Starfleet from as far back as he could remember. Everything he did in school was just another stepping stone on the way there, and when he got to the Academy he'd already been tinkering with old engines from his father's job at Utopia Planitia, overseeing the decommissioning of starships. So it was love at first sight, in a way, when he laid eyes on an active warp core for the first time in his freshman year. He developed an immense respect for the power thrumming through it, as well as its capability for destruction. So it was no surprise that he took up engineering as his primary focus, but he didn't plan to wear a gold uniform forever. The chance to sit in the center seat was always high on his list of motivations. Fortunately, he had two very good teachers at the Academy for his engineering and command tracks: Miles O'Brien and Chakotay, respectively. The Native American former First Officer of the USS Voyager wanted to impart some of his wisdom on young cadets during Alex's senior year, less than a month after he and his crew returned from the Delta Quadrant, which was a remarkable stroke of luck for Alex. In both Chakotay and O'Brien he found two good friends and mentors, and the student and his teachers regularly stay in touch.

Sexuality: Straight

Kinks: Pubic hair, creampies and breeding, dirty talk, voyeurism/exhibitionism, tats/piercings, water play

Limits: Scat, vore, gore, tentacles, underage

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(This is what happens when you use STO on console for your character refs XD)
 
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Name: Leata

Age: 26 apparent (Activation Date Unknown)

Gender: Female

Place of birth: Daystrom Institute Okinawa Japan

Species: Coppelius android (Prototype Chassis) Mixed Alien Heritage (AI)

Education: Official: Star Fleet Academy Unofficial: Trained as an Escort, Dabo Girl, and Weapons Smuggler.

Rank/Position: Ensign/Helmsman

Personality: Leata retains the affable and curious nature of her well known 'father' but with far less insecurity as to her relationship with humanity and other biologicals. She had downloaded the entire Star Fleet Academy curriculum in a matter of hours (though the staff insisted she spend years in studies like any other midshipmen) though lacking any practical experience in most of the subjects. Though she knows and follows every regulation and protocol by the book, her instructors couldn't get past the feeling that she was simply running a script for their benefit. She also has near zero leadership instinct as she doesn't quite get the idea of giving others orders, though she will make the occasional 'suggestion' which are often helpful.

Biography: Leata's physical form was smuggled out of the Daystrom Institute by an unscrupulous contractor. She was an early prototype of what would become the next generation of androids, however her programming and AI were rudimentary at best. Upon activation, she found herself as the prize possession, and arm candy, of a collector of rare antiquities and technologies. Her programming little more than was needed to be an escort. This might have been her fate had the collector not had a weakness for his stakes gambling and lost her to a Ferengi DaiMon in a rigged game.

The DaiMon retired to run a casino ship and set Leata to work as a Dabo girl, where she wore even less than she had as an escort as a distracted Dabo player made for a happy pit boss and Leata like to see people happy. But that worked both ways and she soon began to make certain suggestions regarding probability to the customers so they could be happy too.

She learned the rules of acquisition, perhaps a little too well, and incorporated them into her programming. When she had a high rolling customer who was also a reputed smuggler, she decided she wanted to expand her horizons. A few discrete suggestions to the smuggler yielded a successful triple down dabo which forced the 'opportunity' for the Ferengi to part ways with their troublesome android instead of their precious latinum.

The smuggler had considered Leata little more than a companion than a crew member but she showed promise in piloting ships in tricky situations with multiple confounding variables. She was soon the chief pilot and learned not only the astrophysics of celestial mechanics but also the pursuit strategies and capabilities of most warp capable powers in the sector. She was also exposed to a great deal of alien technology, both legitimate and clandestine, providing It was only after seeing first hand the use of the weapons they were smuggling that she began to ponder the ethics of her new profession.

Her positronic brain came to a conclusion regarding her ethical dilemma shortly before delivering a shipment of advanced weaponry to a Bajoran extremist group called The Circle. While being pursued by a Federation patrol, she intentionally flooded the nacelle's with tetryon plasma to stall their ship resulting in the crew's capture.

Being, nominally at least, Federation property created both an embarrassment and a legal quandary for the Federation. Her sentience largely hinged upon the scope of her AI which by now was an almost indecipherable amalgam of code from at least 23 identifiable sources not all of which could be identified by Federation scientists. She was however able to eventually prove her sentience and with the Federation finding itself in dire need of personnel in the mid-2370s she was admitted to Starfleet Academy despite her questionable history.

As the war itself ended prior to her graduation, she was again subjected to tighter scrutiny and drifted as an Ensign without assignment for several years of bureaucratic shuffling and red tape. As the glitchy nature of the Odyssey B became apparent, it was seen as an opportunity to send the glitch android. Certainly the fates were smiling on such perverse and cynical institutional logic, and Leata found herself something like happy to be piloting a star ship once more, not to mention a new crew to explore.

Sexuality: Pansexual

Kinks: While Leata has no specific kinks she is quite curious. As a writer, I am interested in both programming manipulation and/or logical intercourse being used to initiate physical intercourse. She has quite a repertoire of sexual talents, her programming has yet to tap into her own pleasure response (another area of potential exploration).

Limits: Bathroom stuff and sexualized gore.

Appearance: Leata appears to be a slender and slightly above average human but with yellowish skin and eyes, dark hair, and modest breasts. She is heavier than she looks at nearly 100 kg (She is an ensign despite the Lt Cmdr pips.)
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Aurora "Rory"
(no family name known)
Age: unknown but appears to be early to mid 20s
Gender: AFAB Non-Binary (pronouns: they/them)
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Female Preference
Species: Human (Cybernetically enhanced too a significant degree but certainly NOT BORG.
Rank/Position: Ensign/Intelligence specialist

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QUARTERS:
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BACKGROUND:
Rory have no memories before waking up 16 years ago at a secret underground research facility on the moon To'ulah, a remote outpost of the Orion Syndicate from which they escaped during a fire, that may or may not have been set intentionally, along with a few other illegal cybernetic experiments.

Ever since the escape Rory has made their way through the solar system taking what work they can get, usually illegal.

Due to nothing but the incompetence of their chosen partner for a heist against one of the Federation's Space Stations they were captured a year before The Odyssey was prematurely launched. A deal was made though. In exchange for a few names with ties to the Orion Syndicate and the partial consensus of the Vulcan and Human prosecutors that it might be to the advantage of Starfleet to have them working for them instead of incarcerating them at a maximum security facility. They were placed on probation and assigned to The Odyssey as Intelligence Specialist with the rank of Ensign.

They have a living, possibly sentient, cybernetic tattoo on their face that continually changes and also allows them to change their facial features. The tattoo cannot maintain the illusion for extended periods of time, even after as little as 20 minutes an attentive observer might spot glitches It also ages her facial skin, which requires a constant regime of high end moisturising lotions.

Their eyes are also cybernetic implants and change colour according to function, Red for IR vision, Purple for X-ray, Black for screening out bright lights, and so on. They can also record video onto external hard drives inserted into one of the two cybernetic ports behind each of their ears. Due to their ability to change appearance and camouflage themself, as well as having several cybernetic ports, they also became quite a successful hacker, thief and bounty hunter.

They have a whole box of memory sticks containing everything from vital information on every heist/job they have pulled since they was in their mid-teens (supposedly) to their personal journal.

These ports also allow them access to almost any digital network, whether on or offline.

They are also highly skilled with handguns

PERSONALITY:
Intelligent
Patient
Pragmatic (usually)

MUSIC:
Rory's Playlist
 
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