What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Jan 4, 2020 14:32:24 GMT
OOC Name: Cerulean
Characters: Adam Cooper
Characters to be Retired: N/A
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Jun 30, 2019 22:55:49 GMT
Post by Adam Cooper on Jun 30, 2019 22:55:49 GMT
"They had it coming."
His voice was deep and cheeky, as his focus was more on the task at hand. More enemies were dropped, each time they fired. The beginning of strikes were usually easy but this was easily one of the bigger pains he has run into. A lot of tanky enemies in close quarters was like stuffing dynamite into a barrel. Crap was going to start flying once it goes off. The young man spots another grenade going off, thus bringing down the enemy further.
"Another arc user? Very cool." Adam said, casually.
He honestly was too busy trying to shoot down baddies as the other player tried getting the attention of the hunter. The player then started to move...sort of. The character was running in place and teleporting. Lag. The hunter was a bonafide Lagfest, but a few of the enemies were randomly dropping. At least the guy was still useful.
As the platform started to be cleared, the next bit of audio began to play. Adam already knew what needed to be done. He snatched up the flamey, round objective only to be followed by another quip from Cayde-6. Great character.
"Alright, lets see if we can't get this over to the other platform in one try hm?"
Without another word, he took off, meleeing a psion as he went by.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Mar 2, 2019 21:14:46 GMT
Adam rolled his eyes, as the mystery voice didn't even seem to know that she was in a lobby with other people. Still, the voice seemed friendly enough so as the mission audio started to play the young man decided to move his character forward. "Oh cool, a warlock? Nice. Always good to have a diverse team. Lets do this." He sounded pretty cheery, for right now. The guy was just happy the strike was getting started and no one was AFKing.
As the Titan rolled up to the door, the muted third player used their Ghost to advance the story. He turned back to them both and his character emoted playing a projection of an acoustic guitar. As the character began to strum the doors began to open, allowing the three person team to advance. To which Adam moved forward happily, ready to take on all comers. "Alright, this first part is pretty easy. Just start shooting everything that moves. Take cover, because it is going to get pretty hairy."
Immediately heading left, Adam fired off a few rounds with his shotgun. It took down a couple enemies but only served to kick the hornet's nest. More Cabal and Fallen end up coming out of the woodwork. Guns starts blazing from everywhere. He tossed a grenade quickly to try and cull some of the fire they were suddenly taking. His experience points raised so a few of them must have been taken when the lighting explosive went off like a thunderbolt.
"Cmon guys, water is fine. Don't be shy, their faces love your gunfire." He said laughing, and taking a few shots.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Jan 9, 2019 22:08:44 GMT
Yay about Christmas time!
It was hopefully going to be a good night to go out. Things had been pretty up and down lately, and Adam was looking to cut loose. So, to the bar he went, planning on getting swasted on peppermint snapps or some other festive drink. Winter Jack? He didn't know, but he was going to end up naked in his apartment at some point later. He might not be able to be home in time, for the holidays, much to his and his family's dismay. Not to mention for the most part one someone was usually working to begin with. They decided to postpone, which gve Adam another week for presents. He had all his shopping done but in case he felt froggy, that he was ready.
The pub seemed alright, for the most part. The drinks were okay, but perhaps a little pricey for the quality. Or maybe Adam was just too many quarters short of a full roll. He needed less expensive tastes, if her were to be honest sometimes. Adam had just barely enough drink to taste before some carrot top strolled in like she owned the damn place. He was only a few seats from where they ended up standing and this woman just starts laying words into the person kind enough to give him a drink. The accent was interesting and the lingo made him chuckle to himself.
He then stood and finished his drink and looked right at the women. Perhaps against his better judgement, the young man decided to pick a fight. "Alright, what does any of that even mean? And who are you, and where do you get off interrupting a good time so near to the holidays?"
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Jan 9, 2019 21:34:06 GMT
All he could think was: God damn it.
Somebody HAD to come over with -Take me home- written all over them. His blue eyes almost glared a hole into Kurt's top hoping that he might put time with his friend before putting miles on his engine. The college bound man ignored Adam to smile happily at the stranger. "We do indeed." Kurt slid his hips over giving her just enough room to sit right next to him. A move Adam found obvious and possibly overly desperate. They both gave her the once over a bit more carefully this time. Of course, Kurt looked over to Adam with puppy dogs eyes. It was like he had denied a treat a puppy. Adam tried to be polite and nodded. "Sure. It's not like we aren't open to new friends." Which is true, even Adam was hoping to just spend time with Kurt. Either way, they both knew that Kurt would owe him one for not being a certain type of blocker. The non-football kind, anyways.
Kurt gave his million dollar smile and ran a hand through his hair. Possibly one of his most charming moves he uses on perspective women. Perhaps, Adam could afford to be more vigilant here but the drink was fine and hopefully somebody out here would have a good time. "So what's you name?" Adam asked flatly. "Kurtis." The other interjected, offering his hand to her. This had Adam blinking again. "And my friend's name is--" A small kick's vibrations could be felt under the table as pain shot up Kurt's leg. A small winch could be heard, before the smile returned.
"I'm Jeremy, if that may appease my impatient friend." Kurtis turned to protest only to recieve another shin kick. "He sometimes needs a little nudge to keep from choking himself on his chain. Anyways, so....your name?" Sounding at least a little more outgoing.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Dec 22, 2018 1:53:15 GMT
12/21/18 : 23 minutes to Midnight : Somewhere in New York : 11F
It had just stopped snowing when he had managed to get past the door of his apartment. Long day. So many dishes. No work or pratice tomorrow. It was time to get some relaxing gaming in. The young man booted up his console as it gave its usual -Bing- Hello, Adam. He then selected the game he wanted to play. Destiny 2. Where he head-canonically played a brash, human Titan, despite him at times going out of his way to help other online players when public events came up. As that loaded, Adam slipped off his winter coat and hat. Then followed his shoes as the man grabbed some leftover grilled chicken and rice. He didn't even heat it up. Adam didn't care. It was food and it hadn't gone bad yet.
Once a couple of bites were down the hatch, Adam threw his titan into the the fray. Shooting, punching, and grenading(?) his way through waves of enemies as he first completed his daily tasks for misc. loot. It was good times. He even had to do a couple of gambit matches for some stat raising gear. By 1am he decided to hop on some strikes. Always good to meet people that way in short interactions that if you find you don't lick you can just exit at the end of the strike. Granted, you can leave earlier, but Adam wasn't the type just leave a lobby without good reason. It took a couple strikes but he managed to complete the set of armor he had been vying for.
Anti-Extinction Titan Armor
"This is awesome!" He said thrusting his fist into the air, with a mouth full of food.
It was here that a loading screen popped up letting him know that the server was searching new players. To which Adam just shrugged and waited patiently. Moments later, a new group plopped in with him. As the scene kicked up it appeared they were doing a strike called "The Arms Dealer." Adam enjoyed this one. One of the other players seemed to have a mic. Which was blaring music that was so distorted that he had to mute that crap. "Ow." He whispered. That person was immediately on Adam's shit list. "Anyways, you got a mic other person?" He asked, inquisitively, while trying to read the person's name.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Dec 22, 2018 0:14:11 GMT
Adam honestly didn't know how it happened. His first guess would be that he was watching too much anime lately and the culture around it was seeping into his real life. Now all he could see that was she was a loli-magical girl flying around and saving the day. The man was having a severe case of brain fart. Complete with twinkles, bright colors, and adorable poses. That thought was due to his internal squee as the wings wiggled and all he could respond with was: "Cute." What was said now could not be taken back, and the young man knew this. All he could do was cough into his hand, and try and think of something else to say. Because he felt like the biggest doofus between the landing and now the social faux-paw. No more anime for a while, Adam.
"That's pretty dope, actually. Every adventuring party can use a healer. Flying with such wings sounds like a bonus. I only go where the wind takes me. A bit of a hassle sometimes, but it helps with me being rather slow on my own. Still, I am sure with your experience that things are a lot safer with you around Angel." Feeling like he recovered his composure a little bit, he stands up straighter. "So I don't get a lot of TV back in New York where I live; Are you one those with that hero program do-hicky thing?"
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Dec 6, 2018 2:56:52 GMT
"Dude, it will be fine. It's just a couple of drinks, enjoy the views, and we can head home. It's not like I have classes right tomorrow." The man's voice was dismissive of his friend's protests that they should get some sleep. He could only laugh at Adam's worry-wort tendencies, as both of them came through the door.
The man looks like he walked out of a catalog. Fresh out of community college, dark eyes with ear length brown hair, and a scruff that can make any lady purr. A six foot four inch frame with a white-knitted sweater and boot-cut jeans to complete the winter blue-collar look. Briefly, his brown eyes eyed the feisty looking girl at the girl. Red. Tattoos. All the makings of a solid one night stand or a broken one if things got intense. A smirk cracked his face, revealing a winning set of chompers. He had the body of a swimmer and he moved smoothly through the establishment towards a booth. If he was alone, he might have popped a squat right next to her with a quick intro and something charming to follow up to really something going. He was going to school for business, but his aura shouted play-boy.
"Keep it moving, Kurt, I'm not losing anymore sleep than I have to. It's been a long 48 hours." The man ushering the looker further, was quite not of the same breed. A five nine, stocky frame dressed with a baseball cap, glasses, and blue casual shirt. His pants were definitely black sweats with a pair of sneakers that looked like they were stolen off a hobo. Adam smelled clean at least, but he certainly made no effort to dress up.
They both sat at a booth chatting to each other about how nice the city had been so far. Nothing special. A waitress took their order before slipping off to other things. Kurt, the looker, was starting to let his eyes wander back to the girl with the tattoos. Adam shook his head, with a smile. "By the balls of Thor you work friggin fast man."
"What? She is hot do you see her?"
"Yes I do, but we have barely been here three hours which was just long enough to get your crap semi organized and into the apartment. Ya sloot."
Both men laughed as their drinks were brought to the table.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Dec 3, 2018 23:53:48 GMT
His blue eyes followed her intently, trying to decide what she wanted from him. When she landed so nicely, Adam decided that she was at the very least not an enemy. Looks can be deceiving, but if he didn't know any better that she was sure she was some kind of angel. As she asked about any injuries, the young man smiled. "Nothing that a nice pep talk and a quick shower can't take care of. I do appreciate the offer though, my friend. I assume you are a local hero around here?"
His hands moved from the rub to his hips. That girl seemed friendly enough, and Adam had nothing to hide. It's especially difficult to seem cool if someone watched your rough landing and a few seconds of bottom smoothing. Despite the slight burning, Adam was choosing to keep up a smile for this friendly stranger. "So a flyer healer or can you also do magic tricks too?" He chuckled, continuing to try and ignore the pain in his backside.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Nov 9, 2018 0:22:57 GMT
The young man blinked as he heard a response from someone. Turning back, it became apparent that the winged woman was now hot on his tail. And was making casual conversation. She seemed nice enough. "Hello!" He said with a wave.
Adam used his density to try and steer himself upward with the wind. Once he cleared a billboard and the rooftops he grew heavier and and landed a little haphazardly on the concrete high above the city. He ended up falling on his butt and sliding a little bit, to which he quickly got up. "Ow, ow, ow!" He tried to rub the pain away, before looking back towards where he came. The man hoped that winged girl had followed him over here. Perhaps, he was about to make a new friend, or maybe she had some insightful info on the day. Either way, he didn't have much to do so chatting with someone new didn't seem like a bad idea.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Nov 7, 2018 17:14:41 GMT
The sun went away which signaled it was time to grab a drink and have a little fun. Granted, he wasn't particularly fond of going to parties. But this one seemed chilled out and a couple of his teammates were going to be there. Apparently, in exchange for helping set up, they could stick around and enjoy the festivities. It was some out of town Hollywood star that had a birthday. At least, that's what he thought. He was too busy being reluctant to actually listen to what the idea was. He figured it would be nice to rub elbows with some new people and get some free food.
Once everything was in order someone grabbed a microphone and started doing the usual introduction. They were happy people came, and to say hello to the birthday girl, etc. etc. Not for nothing, the lighting was cool and no one seemed to be grumpy. Adam sauntered over to the bar, and ordered a rum and coke. A classic. Taking a sip, the usual dance music started to play as the raucous really began. Everyone shaking a leg, or just their butts to a beat that only seemed to serve as a catalyst. A starter for some of goofiest group of people he had ever seen with too many zeros in their bank accounts. Even a couple of his buddies were throwing down on the dance floor. To which he let out an warm laugh and gestured with his drink to encourage them having a good time. Heck, they earned it.
"Where are those chicken wings I heard about....?" He whispered to himself.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Post by Adam Cooper on Nov 6, 2018 18:38:42 GMT
About an hour before...
The last 18 months were...interesting to say the least. He had been stewing, thinking of the past, for a couple of hours now. It wasn't healthy, probably. And definitely not a good way to spend a day off. Of course, his first idea was easily the most dangerous: Throwing on the mask and going to find some people trying to find some trouble. He was the trouble, if you weren't on the side of the pure and good. Wrecker was the trouble in question's name. Opening up his cosy little closet, he stared down the the set of super suits he put together himself. Each with a different color scheme from blues, to browns, to reds, and even some festive options. Never know when a little holiday spirit might make someone's day. Besides saving their life, of course.
"Screw it, I'm feeling a blue combo today."
He liked blue, for the most part. It was his favorite color but there were times that it doesn't hit the spot the way other colors tend to. But today, it would be a blue. Grabbing a shower and donning the mask, he slipped out his window to the roof. Standing at the edge of the building, he could feel his fear of heights bubble up. Still he looked down as a caring father does to his children. With knowledge that he must protect in order for them to have enough time to become great.
"Time to bring trouble to the trouble makers."
As he gave a brief thought his body started to shift its weight. A small wind levitated him off ground and propelled him forward.
Moments later...
"Ah!"
His blue eyes widened as the wind took him around a corner to which a...angel? Birdgirl? A flyer was suddenly in his path.
"Sorry!" He tried to shout before phasing through her. It felt weird, whenever it happened with another human being. Personal space violation on a whole 'nother level.
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What?
ALIAS
Wrecker
CLASSIFICATION
Brick
POWER
Density Manipulation (Self)
AGE
27
Vigilante
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Oct 26, 2018 22:33:16 GMT
Post by Adam Cooper on Oct 26, 2018 22:33:16 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","hopelove"]
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[attr="class","hopelovename"] [attr="class","hopelovename2"]
Adam Cooper
[attr="class","hopelovelyric"]
Anyone else smell muffins?[break]
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ALIAS // Wrecker
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]AGE // Twenty-Seven
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]GENDER // Male
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]GROUP // Vigilante
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[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]APPEARANCE [attr="class","hopelovetop"][attr="class","hopelovesub"]
HAIR // Dark Brown w/ Red Facial Hair[break]
EYES // Blue[break]
SKIN // Caucasian[break][break]
ATTIRE[break][break]
Generally, Adam prefers a balance of what is comfortable and what is decent looking. Often he was wears jeans and a t-shirt but those jeans will either be a little loose or athletic fit so it has a little give. He also wears glasses and tends to be casual but clean cut.
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GENERAL[break][break]
He stands at 5'9 and weighs 285 when his power isn't active. Adam is the kind of guy that is chunky but still funky. He hits the gym multiple days a week and eats healthy most of the time. Still, a burger might go missing every now and again.
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Nevertheless, his body type is squarely in the husky/burly section with a beard on top.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY [attr="class","hopelovetop"]
Quite frankly, Adam IS the guy you want to meet in a dark alley. Perhaps stern, at times, and having some rough edges doesn't stop him from being kind and steadfast. Underneath, he is a teddy bear who would be down for a good time with good friends. He might knock you down, but he will be the first to pick you up as well. Overall, if you treat him well then he will treat you the same.
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However, he does have his quirks. He can be emotional and snarky when presented with the right circumstances. His stubborn streak is a mile long and it is only matched by his hunger. The man has a bit of a temper, but it is not necessarily something to worry about. Unless, of course, you were the one to strife his path.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]HISTORY [attr="class","hopelovetop"]
Growing up poor, in rural upstate NY, it didn't take long for people to realize that Adam wasn't exactly the type that fits in. Like lemon in a cut, the man always seemed to be at the center of whatever was going on. Good or bad. He enjoyed sports and music in school, but was often bullied as he didn't ever really have a comeback. Upon graduation, he knew that leaving was the only real relief that there was going to be. So he packed and left for the city.
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The day of The Event, Adam was strolling through in his jalopi and....he honestly didn't know. There was a cloud that he ended up driving under. He woke up, with his car spun out, and people were coming to check on him. All four axles on his car were busted as if something heavy had snapped them. That was going to be an interesting week.
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Eight-teen months passed, and now Adam was a small fish in a big pond of supers. After having discovered his powers and even had a decent handle on them he did what any superhero fan would do. He grabbed and mask and went out to kick some...bad guys.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]POWER [attr="class","hopelovetop"][attr="class","hopelovesub"]
ABILITY[break][break]
Adam has the ability to manipulate his own density. Capable of anything from phasing or punching through a wall, to lifting said wall or allowing himself to be carried by the wind over the wall. It allows him to be very versatile when fighting crime.
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LIMITS[break][break]
The limits of this power works on a sliding scale. For example, if Adam increases his density that his speed and movement is reduced but his strength and durability grows. At his densest, he can withstand gunfire, but anything past that is a no-go. His strength at this density increases so much that he is able to lift a truck, but likely not much more than that.
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When his density is lowered, the lightest he can get to is feather weight. This allows him to use wind as travel, but his strength is so much lower that it takes concentration for him to move around like that. His limited intangibility allows him to pass through most common materials like wood, glass, plastic but he is unable to pass through anything more dense than concrete. As for organic material (such as people), he can phase through them. However, with the strength loss he isn't able to try anything such as reaching into your chest and stopping your heart.
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That being said his shift is not instantaneous. Depending on how far he wants to go, on the scale, it may take a second or two before he is unable to do his previously stated capabilities. Two go from one end to the other would take about five seconds.
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WEAKNESSES[break][break]
First and foremost, his power is activated by will. That being said, if he is not expecting an attack, that he isn't any different from a human in that sense.
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This power does NOT offer any kind of protection against energy or mental based attacks. He is vulnerable to them as any human.
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He must chose to either be light or heavy. He cannot be both.
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With this power, a massive amount of calories are burned when used. This leads to him almost constantly needing to eat and eat a LOT.
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With heightened density, comes weight gain. With enough weight, it become a liability. You can't become as heavy as a bus and expect the ledge to keep very long.
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He is unable to control his own flight, so if an unfavorable wind came about: Expect trouble.
[attr="class","hopelovebot1"]
PLAYED BY CERULEAN
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