Will of the Gods

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This is a one[x]one with my friend SomethingCreative.... :bananaman:

Once more, the news was filled with the seemingly same headlines. Another woman has been reported missing today, taken from her home in the dead of night. A man struggled for his life as he was kidnapped yesterday night from a bowling alley parking lot. All in different locations, different types of people and in a small time span. You watch it every day on the news, the number of missing people growing to unfathomable amounts, but you still think it won't happen to me. Well…

It just did.

You have just been kidnapped by two powerful vampires who plan to use you for your "many talents", and by "talents", they mean your body, blood, and undying cooperation. They have the power of brainwashing and have used it to paint the lies that bind each man and woman to their home in a secluded area in Maine. The guards and girls- each one now known as maidens- believe they are stuck between life and death on Mount Olympus. They are servants of the gods and goddesses, but if they are lucky enough, they will be able to move on to a better realm. If they are to escape, the gods and goddesses cannot protect them from the large hungry beast that surrounds the castle.

You are trapped here, but not to worry. There are people looking for you, but, more importantly, there are people looking for them. Werewolves from the surrounding areas have been in search of the corrupted vampires with no luck. They have been close to catching the kidnapping duo, but ultimately failed. Now, they are doing a full out manhunt- or vampire hunt- to take down this whole operation, but will you be able to survive until then?

What you will need for your character:
-Name
-Age (no children or really old people lol)
- Description(detailed)/picture
-Werewolf, maiden, or guard (cannot be vampires)
-If werewolf- description of wolf form or picture.
-Personality
-History- optional
-Habit(s)
-Pet peeve(s)
-Turn on(s)
-Turn off(s)
You can do whatever, just have this information…
[Note, there is only one human that can withstand the brainwashing.]


Characters-
Raynie_Taco
Artemis/Vampire
Apollo/Vampire
Jude/27/Werewolf
Dmitri/25/Werewolf
Lukas/24/Werewolf
Codi/22/Werewolf

SomethingCreative
Kori/25/Human
Marina/20/Human
Neil/23/Werewolf



{Our second attempt! ;)]

Guards are free game
 
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    Artemis
    Age: appears to be 25 but she is hundreds of years old
    She is a vampire who claims to be the Greek Goddess Artemis
    Personality: Artemis is easily angered and not as quick to please. She tends to be selfish, self-involved, and self-motivated. She is demanding, manipulating, catty, and acts as though the world revolves around her, which in her demented world, it does.
    Habits:Other than the habit of kidnapping and killing people, she has a tendency to proclaim everything she says- like it is anorder rather than a comment or question.
    Pet peeves: Rebellious attitudes
    Turn ons: submissive men, physically in shape, and humans
    Turn offs: Overbearing men, too much hair, and fat people

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    Apollo
    Age: Appears to be 27 but is much older
    Vampire who claims to be the Greek god Apollo
    Personality: Apollo is extra sweet and flirtatious with the girls, even though they are 'zombies'. Towards everyone else, he iscold, distance, and tends to let his partner, Artemis, take the reins. He is a submissive to only her, allowing his more dominantside out on the ladies. Like his partner, he tends to be selfish, demanding, and he seems to be suffering from large amounts ofnarcissism. He usually stays levelheaded and calm in most intense situations, but on occasion he loses him temper.
    Habits: Play with his hair- strives towards his man beauty
    Turn ons: Women, small figures, and nice hair
    Turn offs: hairy women, bad teeth, and commitment.    ​


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  • 20th August 2012
    #3​
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    Kori Leigh Adair
    Age: 25
    Maiden
    Personality: Sarcastic but with a good sense of humor. She is not the type to be easily swayed yet she has a soft spot for people in need. She holds true to her beliefs and doesn't take shit from people who get in the way of her goals. Very strong willed and direct.
    Habits: Smoker, bites her fingernails
    Pet Peeves: Indecisiveness. People who "talk but don't say anything" (She likes people who get to the point).
    Turn Ons: Confidence, sense of humor
    Turn Offs: Guys shorter than her, narcissists, insecurity




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    Marina Claire Reid
    Age: 20
    Maiden
    Personality: Timid and easily swayed. Has a kind heart but is very naive. She also tends to overreact to tense situations.
    Habits: Plays with her hair when she's nervous
    Pet Peeves: Messy hair
    Turn Ons: Tall athletic men, gentlemen
    Turn Offs: guys who are boring, fidgety, or touchy









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    Neil Ty Criswell
    Age: 23
    Werewolf
    Personality: A total goof-ball. When he's human he has a hard time being serious (but CAN be when the situation calls for it). When he's a wolf he lopes around chasing bugs and irritating his pack members. He is a little oblivious when it comes to other's feelings and has a hard time reading body language. But despite this, he is an altogether good guy who will go out of his way to help others and is an extremely loyal friend. He always looks at a situation in a positive way.
    Habits: When he becomes focused on a task he starts humming or whistling.
    Pet Peeves: People who are mean to animals.
    Turn Ons: Cute, timid girls
    Turn Offs: Bad teeth, overbearing personality    ​


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  • 20th August 2012
    #4​
    MEMBER​
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    Jude Micah Tanner
    27
    Werewolf
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    Personality: Jude is a natural born leader, which is why he was the natural choice for pack-master. He keeps order amongst his pack, and rarely let's his emotions rule him. He has his own sense of justice and uses his strength to enforce 'his' laws. Though he tends to be more on the serious side, Jude is sometime seen goofing off with his pack mates.
    Habit(s): he cracks his knuckles when he is trying to think.
    Pet peeve(s): People who blame anything but themselves for their failures, people who break the law
    Turn on(s): Independent thinkers, blue eyes, and uniqueness.
    Turn off(s): Body odor, clingy people, and under appreciative people.

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    Dmitri Cole Everett
    25
    Werewolf
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    Personality: He is a bit on the cocky side, swaying women at will. He is aggressive, hot tempered, and a bit overly protective of the people close to him- his pack mainly. Though he has trouble respecting authority, he respects Jude, even when he goes against all his decision.
    Habit(s): Flirts with girls at every chance he gets, bites nails
    Pet peeve(s): When you can't tell if someone is male or female.
    Turn on(s): Women… In general, good sense of humor, and courage
    Turn off(s): Stuck up women, too much makeup, and whiners.

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    Lukas Conner Batcher
    24
    Werewolf
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    Personality: Luke is the 'baby' of the pack. He is treated with great care, and because of that, he is spoiled rotten. He has a carefree attitude, taking things as lightly as possible, and has an annoying optimistic air about him.
    Habit(s): Scratching the stubble on his chin when he gets nervous
    Pet peeve(s): People who stare
    Turn on(s): Energetic attitudes, Charisma, Someone who depends on him
    Turn off(s): seriousness, pessimism, and liars.

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    Codi Michelle Nelson
    22
    Werewolf
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    Personality: Being one of the very few female werewolves, she has to put on a tough exterior to blend in with the guys. She has a sarcastic sense of humor and rarely expresses her feelings. She is a good tracker and is quite intelligent. However, she is like a ticking time bomb because she bottles up her emotions, and if she ever loses her temper, it will be more like an explosion rather than a small flame.
    Habit(s): She bites her lower lip if her is confused or worried.
    Pet peeve(s): People who are late and people who stare
    Turn on(s): Someone tougher than she is, someone who can make her smile, and physically in shape.
    Turn off(s): Overly optimistic people, people who cannot take a joke, selfishness    ​


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  • 21st August 2012
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    MEMBER​
    is is confused... How dare you
    interrupt me during my
    cantaloupe feasting time?!?!
    ;)
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    Apollo​
    The new girl struggled, arousing more than one thing in Apollo. Her strength was beautiful, but would never do in the place she was going to live now. He jerked her face toward him and grinned at her rebellious glare. He stared into her blue-green eyes and demanded in a harsh whisper, "You will obey me, be still." Apollo's psychological control was even stronger than Artemis, so controlling this simple female should be a walk in the park. Without a second thought, he tossed her to the floor with a smirk. This new girl was awakening the deep, animalistic need that only a female could satisfy. Artemis would kill him if he had his way with the new girl in such an untimely matter, plus he had a beautiful human goddess waiting for him. "Artemis, I am going to see Kaliope. You can handle the rest." Without a second thought, he exited the room and headed to his private quarters.

    Artemis​
    At once glance, Artemis knew she kidnapped a keeper. The girl had a sturdy frame, a small waist, and an attitude that could kill a bull. It wasn't like her attitude would be important after Artemis wipes her pitiful mind clean of everything she is. She noticed a familiar glint in Apollo's eyes when he handled the new girl. This one might not last very long. Then she heard him mention the pretty little flavor he was draining this week, Kaliope, and she gave him a smile; his self-restraint was dually noted. Artemis stood before the girl that was now sprawled on the floor, and commanded, "On your knees. My name is Artemis, my partner is Apollo. I do not care what your name was, as of now you are a nameless maiden of little to no importance!"    ​


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  • 23rd August 2012
    #6​
    LURKER​
    is I've got a fever. And the only
    prescription... is more
    cowbell.

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    Kori​
    Kori was tossed none-too gently into a cramped room that was bare except for a couple trunks sitting on the marble floor. The woman standing in the doorway was wearing some sort of greek dress like a toga, and on her feet were gladiator sandals. She barked out an order for Kori to get on her knees. Kori was pissed to say the least. The woman declaring herself as "Artemis" stood there with her arms crossed and head held high, daring Kori to test her authority. Kori glared and spit in her direction. Artemis chuckled haughtily. "Your bravado is impressive," she said slowly as she walked toward Kori. She lowered her face to Kori's level and said in a deep and sultry voice, "But you will be ours all the same."


    Marina​
    Marina sat alone, curled up on her bed reading when there was a loud rap at the door. It was opened before she could reply. She put her book down as two guards came in through the door, one of them carrying the new maiden who was asleep. She was dropped onto the other bed and both guards left without a word. Marina hopped up excitedly and kneeled next to the new girl's bed, tucking her dress under her knees delicately. The maiden was older than her by a few years, more mature looking. There was dirt smeared across her forehead. When Marina saw it, she quickly tip-toed into the little bathroom that was attatched to their room and came back out with a damp wash cloth. As she started to clean the maiden's forehead her eyes started to flutter open. Marina jumped back and fell on her rear. The new maiden sat up in a jolt, taking in huge gulps of air as if she had holding her breath under water.
    "I... I'm sorry for scaring you..." Marina said in an embarassed whisper. "I was trying to clean the smudge on your face..." The woman just stared at her for a second.
    "Where the hell am I?"
    Marina was slightly taken aback at the maiden's language but quickly brightened at the answer she was going to give her. She straightened up and beamed as she announced, "We're on Mount Olympus!"
    The new maiden raised an eyebrow incredulously. "Excuse me?" she asked, leaning forward as if she hadn't heard her correctly.
    Marina smiled. "It's okay, I didn't believe it at first either. But then I was enlightened! The gods have hand chosen the maidens and even the guards of this palace. We are truly blessed to be here!" The maiden stared at her for a moment almost horrified, then hunched forward deep in thought. "Hey. Let's not talk about that now though. I'll let you rest for a bit and then I'll show you around." Marina turned to leave but stopped halfway to the door and turned around."We aren't really supposed to call each other by our old names but most of us maidens do anyway. I'm Marina. What's your name?"
    The woman sat up and looked at her. "Kori."    ​


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KORI AND MARINA​
After Marina left, Kori sat alone in confusion and irritation. She couldn't even fathom what the reason for her being there was. Did she go mad and end up thrown into a mental institution imagining Greek figures? Had she been thrust into a very elaborate LARP? Well, there was no way she was going to get answers sitting around. She got up and headed to the door.

It was locked. 'Great' Kori thought to herself.

She walked over to the window. Directly below her, three stories down there was a courtyard attached to the house. It was surrounded on the remaining three sides by a four-level continuation of the building. From what she could see of the building and courtyard, it did in fact look very "Ancient Grecian"; adorned with tall palm trees, ancient marble statues, thick stone benches, and plenty of well-maintained shrubbery. Kori wasn't too surprised. Beyond that was nothing but forest surrounding them. She looked back and scrutinized the room. Two twin beds with black metal frames were pretty much the only decoration. Between the beds - and under the only window - was a tiny end table which had an oil lamp on it. Other than that and a decent sized wardrobe, the room was totally bare. The floors were white. The walls were white. Even the ceiling, with its diamond-shaped three-dimensional piping was a grey so soft it could almost pass for white. The room looked like a slightly dressed up bedroom that would house a nun or a monk or… someone who didn't believe in interior decorating. The bathroom proved to be the same. Nothing but very basic toiletries - toilet paper, toothbrushes, toothpaste and a few bars of soap. Even the wardrobe was nearly empty. Just a few white garments, a hairbrush, and a box that housed cheap hand-made jewelry, and some other random accessories.

Finally, after about a half hour and some confused pacing, Marina came back in. She handed Kori a pile of white fabric.

"Here you go!" Marina said excitedly. "All of the maidens wear these. It's only four pieces and the underwear. Go change and then I'll show you around." She dropped the material into Kori's arms and then shooed her toward the bathroom.

"Wait a minute. Wait a minute!" Kori objected, turning around to face her. "I'm NOT going to wear this. My normal clothes are just fine." There was no way Kori was going to willingly participate in this crazy facade.

Marina's face fell. "But- but you MUST wear this. It's part of being a maiden! 'We must prove ourselves closer to the gods in both appearance and disposition!'" She quoted. From what, Kori had no idea.

"What are you saying? The gods? I don't understand."

Marina giggled. "Go change and I'll start explaining. Okay?" And with some unhappy grunts Tori was shoved into the bathroom. Every part of the outfit was white. There were cloth panties, a knee length skirt with gold designs around the bottom hem, a half-skirt that was open in the front and went up to her waist, a grey sash that wrapped around the top hem of the half skirt, and a flowing white top that was cut high enough to see that grey sash underneath. The outfit gave the effect of a one-piece toga. Then at last there were simple brown gladiator sandals. As she was fumbling through the strange fabrics Marina started to talk.

"When I was living on earth I was going to college..."

'Earth?' Kori paused looking at the door between them. 'What the hell?' She ignored it and went back to changing.

"I went to parties, goofed off, and I was never very religious. Then one day I was coming back from a frat party and I was mugged. He knocked me out and stole my money, ID, credit cards... everything. When I woke up I was devastated. At the time I thought my world was falling apart. Then, while I was sitting there crying, a man came up to me. Creepy when you think about it right? Weirdo walking up to a crying girl in an alleyway?" Marina had a habit of mildly straying off-topic. "Anyway, I thought he was coming from a costume party at first because he was wearing this weird blue warrior's outfit. But the REALLY weird thing about it was, the more I looked at him, the safer I felt. He had this..." she paused, thinking of the right word. "…aura. Like he was glowing from the inside." At this point, Kori came out with the outfit tossed on crookedly and haphazard looking. Marina chuckled and started helping her fix it, talking as she worked. "So while I was staring at him like a total dork he told me something completely nuts. Or I thought it was at the time anyway. He said that the mugger killed me and that I was some sort of 'wandering spirit'? I don't know. Like I said, I didn't believe him at first but then all of the sudden, I remembered it. Right before he ran off I remembered him pulling out a knife and stabbing me in the stomach! Crazy, right? I don't even really remember dying-"

"Woah, wait. Excuse me?" Kori said, swatting Marina's hands away. "Okay, I don't know what kind of crazy game you people here are playing but I am NOT amused." Kori stopped shouting and mumbled to herself, "I don't know why I started playing along. I'm going to change back into my clothes." She turned around and Marina grabbed her arm.

"Wait! Please." Marina begged. "Just… let me show you around and let you decide for yourself what you think. Besides…" she looked away sadly.
"I'm technically in charge of taking care of you until you get used to the place. If I let you try to leave I might be punished." She shook off the sad look and turned back to Kori, grabbing her hands excitedly. "I'm sure that if you give it a chance and listen to the other girl's stories you will believe for yourself!"

Kori rolled her eyes and looked away. Marina moved into her line of sight.

"Please?"

Kori paused. Sighed. Then hung her head in defeat.
 
Codi
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Codi wrapped her damp hair in a intricate bun after sliding on a pair of well-wore jeans and a white tank top.She looked at herself in the mirror, not really seeing the girl she was, but the wolf she transforms into. She sighed, laughing at herself as she exited the steamy bathroom. Her wolfmates, as she so laughingly puts, were in the living room. Well at least it sounded like a herd of elephants took residence in the living. room. She took a side trip to the kitchen where she grabbed a water bottle. She opened the cap, taking a sip before heading out into the living room.


Dmitri​
Dmitri propped his feet on the small coffee table, glancing at Codi as she entered the room. "Hey hot momma," he said with a smirk. That earned him a hard glare followed by the cold shoulders. "Where is Jude?" she asked, not looking at Dmitri at all. Well two can play at this game, he thought as he stood up to his full six foot two. He strolled over to Codi, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She tried to shrug him off, but with no avail. "Can't ignore my with I am up close and personal, eh?"He grinned as he heard her say under her breath, "You are annoying," then he heard her gasp and say, "Neil! What are you doing to Lukas?!"


Lukas​
Lukas tried to look up with no luck."What he is doing," Luke struggled to speak,"is squishing me under his lard ass." He saw out of the corner of his eye the two werewolf walk over to the other side of the couch to stare at his. Dmitri laughed "Baby boy over here was just asking to be sat on by Neil, can't blame him for obliging." Luke tried once again to get the other wolf off his back and yelp out, "Codi is the baby- she is the youngest!" He heard the girl mutter, "Not by choice," and the crew broke off into laughter- well except Luke.
 
NEIL​

Neil laughed as Lukas bucked underneath him. He couldn't help but find it hilarious to harass his pack. Finally, he hopped off after a punch that got a little too close to his groin. He fell on his rear next to the couch, in preparation for a return attack.
 
Wolf Pack Fun!
*D- Why does are collab have to be purple!
L- I agree- lets make it green
D-Pfft- orange is a more manly color
C-You guys are idiots
Jessica- *makes all the men wear purple skirts* muwhahahha >:) *just kidding :P​
Dmitri laughed, plopping down on Neil's lap with a thud. "Sorry, champ couldn't help myself. You were looking so much like Codi just now, I couldn't help but feel the urge to give you a lap dance." He gave a loud chuckle, and Codi just rolled her eyes. D pinched Neil's cheek and announced that his face was soft and feminine like Codi's. Finally, Codi gave him a solid punch in the stomach before plopping down in an empty chair. Lukas finally struggled up to a sitting position, punching Neil in the arm with a laugh. "You are paying my medical bills- I think you broke my back."
 
NEIL
Neil feigned offense and imitated a valley-girl accent, "Are you calling me fat?!" He put his hand to his forehead, "Ugh. Now I have to go back to my tic-tac and ipecac diet. See what you do?" He shared a chuckle with the boys and turned back to Dmitri. "And I do NOT have a feminine face. Look at this sexy man-scruff. There's no denying my man-hood." They all started laughing at him as he showed off his barely-there stubble.​
 
Codi
Codi rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide the smile that formed. "Oh dear, you might want to shave that man-beard you are growing. You may be mistaken for someone who can actually do something." It was pretty rare for Codi to join in the teasing, but it was hard to resist with a face like that. The exploded into laugh laughter- until Judd walked into the room.

Judd
Judd had been standing in the doorway for nearly the whole time. He smiled at how well everyone interacted with each other. He looked towards the television with a smile, but that slowly faded. "Shut up," he snapped, walking into the room and grabbing the remote. Everyone became silent immediately at his command as Judd turns the volume up. It was another girl- kidnaped right off the streets. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, running his fingers through his lengthly hair. "Looks like we need to add Kori to our list..."
 
[Side note: you are a tall drink of water spencer]
 
KORI​
Kori had been put on laundry duty. She was angrily scrubbing fabric on a wash board in the courtyard.

After Marina had dragged her out of the room, she started showing her around. The second floor (where they were at) housed the "maidens" and the "guards". Marina mentioned the guards when they passed one standing sentry in the hallway, blank face and dead eyes.

"Those are the guards. No one gets past them unless they have permission to come here," Marina said. "They're given places all over the house and courtyard to watch."

The second floor was separated into two halves; each accessed by different stairwells, the maidens on one half and the guards on the other. On the first floor was the main room of the building. Marina called it the "throne room". In it there were rows of perfectly spaced plush red pillows on the floor. They sat in front of a short foundation with two ridiculously over-the-top… well, thrones.

"Appropriately named," Kori muttered in response. Marina chuckled and went into the explanation that this was the room where all the maidens gathered in front of the gods and were 'chosen'.

"What do you mean by chosen?" Kori asked.

"Oh!" Marina stepped in front of her, apparently too excited to walk and talk at the same time. "Well, the whole reason we're here in this place is to reach our 'greater purpose'." Kori waited for further explanation. Marina leaned in close as if it was a secret. "Enlightenment."
Kori raised her eyebrows and leaned back.

"Ah. Right, you said something about that in the room. But what I don't understand is why. What gave them the right to take us out of our lives and bring us to this stupid-" Marina cut her off.

"Shh! Watch what you say!" She looked around to see if anyone heard and then grabbed Kori's arm dragging her toward another door; talking as she walked. "None of us know WHY we're picked. The gods can see what we don't," they were now walking down a hallway and toward an open door, the courtyard on the other side. "They pick people who have a deserving soul."

"Alright, alright I get it." Kori wiggled out of Marina's grasp. "So what, we're all basically just supposed to sit around and wait for these-" she formed finger quotes in the air. "-'gods' to pick one of us? What do we do then? Take a magic pill and ascend into the heavens?" She said with a sarcastic mystical tone to her voice. Marina ignored it.

"Once one of us is chosen, the gods take her away to start her meditation. Once she reaches enlightenment another girl is chosen. Sometimes it can take weeks for a new girl to be picked."

"What happens when you reach enlightenment?" Kori asked, though she was afraid of the answer.

Marina turned to her. "We're freed of our mortal shells."

They stopped talking for a little while after that. Marina believed that she was part of this fantastic religion where everything was perfect and heaven awaited her. Kori couldn't wrap her mind around it all. After they made it to the center of the courtyard, she pointed out the kitchen which was directly in front them, a store room for all the laundry and cleaning supplies to the left, and another store room to the right for all the food - which was connected to the kitchen. After that, Marina put Kori on laundry duty and left.

Kori stared at the two other girls scrubbing at the clothes and then down at the washtub completely at a loss. One of the girls gestured for her to come over and then showed her how to do it properly. Kori was so angry she could scream, but if this really was some sort of cult she wasn't going to get out by screaming and throwing things.
 
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