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Black Skies; So I herd u Liek Plot
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My name is Mark Garner Turner: an ex-leader of Team Plasma. Let me start from the beginning: I started off as a lowly street rat, not even knowing what humans were. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes, were Pokemon. The Pokemon in the area tried their hardest to raise me normally. They apparently had a strong relationship with some Sewaddles in another part of the country: where they got me clothes, Teddiursa Bears, and blankets. Some of them even went as far as to snatch food from marketplaces, just to feed a person they barely knew. I grew older and older, to about 14 years old. I began to grow attached to these Pokemon. Many "humans" tried to take me away, but I refused to leave. These Pokemon were like my family. I still somehow liked these humans, from what I saw. That is until a certain day in the middle of summer. A few nearby Basculin were spraying water on me to keep me cooled down, when a kid walked by, a "Trainer". He picked up the leader of the group, a slightly larger Patrat with a large streak on his back. He first began to pet it gently, thinking about catching it. Then he began to pet harder and harder. The Parat jumped out of the boy's arms, but this kid refused to let his first catch run away. He snatched it by the tail, and, without missing a beat, the leader turned around and bit the kid in the arm, leaving behind a large gash. The kid screamed as loud as he could, and a couple of older humans came to the scene.

"Did this rat do this to you son? BLASTED THING! I'LL SHOOT IT'S BRAINS OUT!" the man roared.

"Everybody flee!" The Patrat leader screamed to the group. Did I just here a Pokemon speak in human tongue?

BAM!

The Patrat fell over in a pool of it's own blood. Dead. Suddenly, out of the blue, some hooded men came along, toting guns and several Pokemon. They shot down the kid, his mother, and his father in just 3 bullets.

"Fuckers, these people are." he muttered. He turned around to notice me, holding the Patrat's corpse and bawling over it. "You like Pokemon too kid?" he asked I nodded. "Well come on kid! Come with us!" he said waving his hand towards me. He placed a Pokeball in my hands.

Cut to 3 years later: here I was a strong Leader of team Plasma. I had a powerful Watchog on my team: she never left my side for anything. I was willing to stop any form of Pokemon Abuse at all costs. Me and another kid... Natural Harmonia Gropius was his name I beleive... had the same ideals, and even the same past! However one of us got pushed too far... I overheard what our leader, Ghetsis Harmonia, said to the Sages.

"If necessary, we must liberate Pokemon from every trainers! Pokemon are not to be confined in these prisons known as Pokeballs! Kill them if you must!" I was shocked to hear this: I dislike humans, but some of the ones I've seen with their Pokemon seemed quite happy with their Pokemon friends.

I fleed the scene in the middle of the night, after releasing my Watchog friend. I couldn't make myself seem suspicious. I fled halfway across the country, all the way to a "Child Rehabilitation Town" in a corner of Unova. Maybe I can start over here....
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CHAPTERON ONE: Birth of a Trainer


The symphonic sounds of Pidoves singing filled the air. These sounds woke up Mark, pleasing him, knowing that today will be the day he can redeem himself to the world. The doorbell rang, and he rushed towards the door.

"I've got it!" he yelled, rushing down the stairway. Bianca, however beat him to the punch.

"Hi Proffesor Juniper!" she said happily. Mark couldn't stp in time, so he came to a screeching halt right into the door. Proffessor Juniper giggled, and revelaed a small package. Right on cue, Cheren came to the door to see what the Professor had bought over.

"Are these our Pokemon?" he asked Juniper, pointing at the box.

"Yes Cheren, they are. Since you've proven yourselves to be both mature, and socially stable, I will hand you EACH one Pokemon of your choice. Choose wisely, though: these are your partners for life after all." she responded. She threw each of the Pokeballs into the air, releasing 3 small Pokemon.

"Mrs Juniper, I must thank you for releasing me out of there." the small otter spoke, in a rather deep voice.

"Silly me: I forgot to tell you what these Pokewmon were!" Juniper said smiling widely. "The green snake is a "Snivy" a grass type Pokemon. The red pig is a "Tepig" a fire Pokemon. The bluye and white otter is an "Oshawott", a water Pokemon. I'll leave you three alone to decide." She walked outside, and shut the door.

"Well, I do love snakes, and Bianca loves pigs, so why not let me have Snivy and Bianca can have Tepig?" Cheren asked.

"Sounds good to me." Mark responded. He picked up the Oshawott, "What's your name, Oshawott?" he asked.

"Godot. Fits me kind of well." Godot responded.

[GODOT THE OSHAWOTT (Male, Timid, Torrent)]

Professor Juniper arrived back inside shortly after. "Very good. Now for your fist test: battles! Everyone who becomes a trainer needs to have Pokemon battles! You kids ready?" Juniper asked. Bianca, Cheren, and Mark nodded. They each sent out their Pokemon, watching them battle with a flurry of Tackles and Leers.

"This battle is so exhilarating, like I'm in my own utopia. So this is what a Pokemon battle truly is like!" Mark thought. Mark was so distracted, he barely noticed that Godot had already won.

"Good job, my brethren good job." Godot complimented. A beam of red light shot towards Godot, and he went straight into his Pokeball. Proffesor Juniper applauded loudly.

"That battle was fantastic! It brings back such fond memories of when I first became a trainer. You kids have learned the basics.... you're free to go on your own now." she said with such happiness. The kids bowed, and walked outside the door.



Just remember Juniper... we've got a good eye on your little trainers. If you can't remember, we'll MAKE you remember.


CHAPTER ONE END.

Yes... the Oshawott's name is Godot (I mostly named him that because it rhymed.). Make all the PW jokes you want.
Edited by GhostofFire, Jan 25 2012, 02:07 PM.
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CHAPTER TWO: Godot

"Kid, before I get too close to you, do you mind telling me your name?" Godot asked.

"The name's Mark, Godot. I'm trying to redeem myself as a humane member of society." Mark replied.

"Because you were once a Team Plasma Leader, correct?" Godot questioned. Mark was amazed that his Pokemon knew this, and he never even mentioned it to him, or even ANYONE in months! "You seem very shocked at this Mark. You probably didn't know that all Pokemon can read our trainer's thoughts, just like certain trainers can read our's. Psychic types can also do this, but they can MANIPULATE them."Godot responded to the dumbfounded Mark.

"A trainer, you say? Well, I have been looking for a way out of here for quite sometime now.... I'l gladly join the team." a small voice said. Mark looked down to see a small brown dog, with a fluffy beard like marking: a Lillipup. "Here, I'll prove I'm strong!" she said in a huff. She charged towards Godot, who wuickly retaliated by blocking her head from his chest.

"Feisty one, isn't she Mark?" Godot chuckled.

"Shut up! I'll bite you!" growled the Lillipup. Mark reached into his pocket: 5 Pokeballs! Luckily, he'd kept a small stash. He swiftly chucked the ball at the small creature. The ball shook 3 times, glowed, and made a loud dinging sound.

"Yes!" Mark cheered. He rushed over to the ball, and sent out his new team member. "I've got the perfect name for you: one that means roughness, and inner strength: Thorn. Does that sound good?" Mark asked.

"Pretty kickass, if I do say so myself." Thorn busted.

THORN THE LILLPIPUP (Female, Pickup, Adamant)

"Mark that was amazing! I wish I could've seen that again!" a voice squealed from far away. It was Bianca, excited as always. She quickly showed off her own Lillipup, this one had short hair and a much happier face than Thorn's.

"This chick your girlfriend, Mark?" Thorn teased. Mark blushed a little and turned away.

"Come on Mark, let's go to Accumula! Sorry, but Cheren isn't with me... he left for rather strange reasons." Bianca skipped ahead.

"Thorn, she is definitely not my girlfriend. We're just good friends, okay?" Mark replied as soon as Bianca was out of hearing distance.

"You were pretty quick to defend yourself there, Mark. Is there something you need to tell us?" Godot asked, getting in on the teasing.

"I said she's not my girl-" Mark said before getting interrupted by Thorn.

"I bet she's inviting you on a daaaaatttte~" Thorn giggled.

Mark ignored this, stilll blushing, and went into Accumula.



"Most interesting, a friend of mine with an enemy of mine. This I've gotta see."


END OF CHAPTER TWO


Comment on the chapter: HOLY SHIT, AND ADAMANT LILLIPUP ON THE FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH PICKUP? FUCK YES. Also, plot in my runs? How 'bout dat shit?

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oh man, this looks cool. following.

I do like dat adamant lillipup.
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CHAPTER THREE: N, the Prince of Peace

Mark followed Bianca into a small coffee shop, with dull green walls and the smell of coffee. They sat down, and 4 cups of coffee were set on the table.

"I didn't know Pokemon could drink coffee." Mark said with awe. Godot snatched up a mug and sipped it.

"Tastes kind of bitter, yet sweet at the same time. I think I might enjoy this." Godot said in a euphoric state. Thorn tried some, but quickly tred to spit it out. She nudged her mug over to Godot.

"So, what did you call me in here for Bianca?" Mark asked, before drinking.

"I called you in here because... my dad called me." Bianca explained. Mark's eyes began to bulge, and his face steamed up. Bianca's father is NOT a gentle man: he's very strict, and is the reason why Bianca was put in the Rehabilitation Program. To protect her from him.

"How the hell did he get your phone number?" Mark asked angrily.

"I don't know... I just don't know. He threatened to kill me if he ever saw me. He knows I went on a journey, he KNOWS I've been hiding for him. Help me Mark! Please help me!" Bianca weeped. Thorn walked over and nudged at Bianca's leg.

"Don't worry, we'll protect you." Thorn comforted. Bianca picked up Thorn and hugged her. "Easy there, I don't do hugs sister." Thorn responded. The door creaked open, and a child in white with green hair walked over to us.

"On a date, are we old friend?" asked the child. "Forgive me miss, I should introduce myself, my name is Natural Harmonia Gropius, call me "N" for short." He lightly kissed Bianca's hand.

"N my friend, it's good to meet you all this time!" Mark said, shaking N's hand. N looked over at Mark's Pokemon, seemingly shocked.

"Strange... you don't have your Watch-" Mark quickly put his hand over N's mouth.

"Ix-nay on the Atchogway." Mark muttered to N. N removed Mark's hand. He then motioned for Mark to head outside. After Mark payed the bill, he headed outside. There he was... Team Plasma's highest ranking official... Ghetsis Harmonia.

"My fellow humans... the time has come to do the best for your Pokemon! Release them from the prisons known as "Pokeballs"! You do love your Pokemon don't you? Then do what's best for them, and release them from their prisons!" Ghetsis spoke loudly. He then walked off the stage slowly.

"That was certainly interesting. How about a quick battle: for old time's sake?" N asked.

"Sure thing." Mark responded. N sent out a Purrloin, a small purple cat. Mark quickly sent out Godot. Godot fired off a large flowing gush of water from his mouth, doing massive damage to the Purrloin. It quickly retaliated by scratching at Godot, making strong markings on him. Godot fired off another Water Gun, this time knocking out the Purrloin HARD. N rushed over to check on his Purrloing, putting his ear on it's heart. He lifted his head up gently, and picked up the Purrloin. His sobs could be heard very loudly, though he tried to muffle them his hands. His Purrloin had died, and Mark knew it was all his fault.


Author's Comments: Oohhhh shit we have plot! The battle with N in game was rather easy, a few Water Gun's took out his Purrloin easily.
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Can't believe I didn't notice this before, but thanks for the comment Mudswat!

CHAPTER FOUR (I'm not naming chapters from here on out)

Thorn dug a hole on the side of the road. N carefully set his little Purrloin into the grave, and Thorn sovered the hole back up.

"N... I'm sorry for doing this. I don't know what happened but-" Mark said, before N held a hand up to him.

"Don't apologize, friend. I know Purrloin's in a better place now." N said, trying not to let his tears flow. He walked away, slumping slightly and trying to catch up to Ghetsis. Mark sighed, and sent out his Pokemon.

"Master, I know what you're thinking: don't do it. Don't give up like that: it's not what N wants. It's not what Bianca would want." Thorn said. Mark stayed silent, and walked back inside the coffee shop.

"How did everything with N go?" Bianca asked. She took one look inside Mark's eyes and covered her mouth, her eyes tearing up. "Oh my god." she said, utterly shocked.

"N's Purrloin... died. It's all my fault. If I hadn't accepted N's battle invitation, none of this would've happened! Why! Why did I do this!" Mark said covering his head, about to rip out his hair. Godot slapped Mark.

"Pull yourself together! I hate people who do nothing but whine! And right now you're becoming a whiner!" Godot yelled. He calmy pulled himself together, and added."Mark: the first rule about being a trainer is to never give up. No matter the circumstances, no matter what fate decides to throw out you: NEVER give up." Mark wiped the tears from his eyes, and Bianca got up from her chair. She followed Mark outside.

"Mark, I'll see you in Striaton City!" Bianca said to Mark, before running off. As Mark continued walking, he heard a loud voice reverberate through the air.

"DYNAMIC ENTRY!" the creature that made the noise zoomed across Mark's vision, crashing into a tree. Mark chucked a Pokeball at the small creature, and succeeded. Mark then sent out the creature, a small brown rodent with large teeth and red eyes: a Patrat. "Sorry about that, it's just a way we Patrats say hello. Th' name's Chip. Yeah yeah, it's a weird name but it'll grow on you! Especially considering that I am: CHIP! THE MASTER OF THE SECOND ROUTE!" Chip exclaimed.

CHIP THE PATRAT (Quirky, Run Away, Male)

End of Chapter.

Author's Comments: In case you can't tell, this is going to be a plot HEAVY run. I highly doubt I'll be in Nacrene City by part 10. Hopefully, you've enjoyed the run so far!
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I have another important update for you guys.... for about 3 weeks this run will go into a hiatus. But after those 3 weeks, you can guarantee that I'll finish Genocide Johto, and then continue on with Black Skies. So, for those who are reading my runs, I hope you don't mind :)
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CHAPTER FIVE

After a quick grinding session with Chip, he learned a new attack: Bite.

"This is gonna rock your world! Guaranteed!" Chip boasted, as he sank his teeth into fresh Lillipup meat. Thorn shuddered. "Don't worry little lady, I don't play rough. Unless you want me to." Chip said in a fake sauve tone.

"Please, I wouldn't go after you if my life depended on it." Thorn replied, nose in the air.

"Glad to see you two are getting along so well." Mark said, rolling his eyes. They walked along the route, battling quite the strong trainers on the route. One of them.....

"I can handle this one, Mark!" Thorn yelled, dashing at the trainer's Lillipup. It got a lucky hit in, ramming it's head into her backside. The PokeDex spoke:

:CRITICAL HIT:

"C-critical hit?" Mark asked to himself in a daze. Critical hits: these attack happen when the opponent isn't fully paying attention, or have their backs turned. These hit for VERY massive damage.

"Get up Thorn!" Mark yelled. Chip and Godot looked up at Mark, confused and shocked at their master's behaviour. They then heard almost inaudible laughter.

"You really think an attack like that can stop me?" Thorn asked. She rammed her head into the opponent Lillipup's side, knocking it down easily. "Think again." Mark ran up to Thorn and gave her a tight hug.

"I was so worried about you...." Mark whimpered.

"Thank Arceus you're alive Thorn. No one knows what I would have done to that... FIEND if he had ended you." Godot said, while walking up to Thorn. He patted her on the back.

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Bianca... what have I told you about hanging out with that Mark kid?

N-not to?

Precisely. And what did I say I'd do if you EVER went back to him?

Please daddy! Don't do it!

A loud thumping went across the dark room. Bianca's dad had left the room. Bianca dusted herself off and went out the other exit, making sure her father didn't see her.

"Someone.... please save me...."

END OF CHAPTER FIVE
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Oh geez. You scared me there with that crit. :ohdear:

I have to say though, sometimes it seems a bit fast paced. Especially the transition in chapter 3 for ghetis to the N battle. Just saying.

Overall, great run! :)
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You may want to double-check chapter 1 - some of your coloured fonts are not showing up very well against the white background.
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It was actually just the normal font. Then again, I'm probably using a different forum background than you (Pokemon Nights), so it shows up fine for me.
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CHAPTER SIX

Bianca's father searched high and low looking for his daughter.

"Where's that stupid bitch?" he growled under his breath. He looked everywhere, but couldn't find a trace of her.

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Mark heard an almost inaudible noise coming from behind him. He turned around to see who it was: Bianca's father. He sent a Pokemon out of it's ball: a muscular red Pokemon, seemingly wearing a gi.

"Where is she?" Bianca's father threatened.

"You mean Bianca?" responded Mark. "I don't know."

"Don't bullshit me you little prick, where is she?!" the man practically screamed. His Throh grabbed Mark by the shoulders and tossed him to the ground. "Don't you fucking lie there, get up and answer me!" he yelled.

"Leave him alone daddy!" Bianca yelled. She sent out a Tepig, belching a stream of fire at the Throh. Her dad clenched his fist and walked up to her. Mark grabbed hold of the man's leg.

"Don't.... you dare.... hurt her." he growled. Thorn leaped into the air, and dug her fangs into the dad's arm. He shook and shook, until Thorn leaped off on her own. Bianca's dad walked away, but not before whispering to his daughter.

"Don't you ever talk like that to me again. You understand?"[ he whispered to her. He walked away after that.

"You gonna be okay Bianca?" Thorn asked. She looked up at Bianca, just now noticing her black eye. Bianca quickly covered it.

"Oh, it's nothing." she blurted quickly. Mark was about to interject, when Bianca sent out her Lillipup. "You said you wanted to battle right? Well let's do it!" Bianca blurted again, trying to draw attention away from the matter. Mark sighed and sent out Chip.

"Let's see if your dog can beat this awesome mofo!" Chip yelled. He jumped into the air, and landed on the Lillipup. The two tumbled and tossed, with Tackles and Bites thrown everywhere, but it was Chip who arose victorious. Her Tepig jumped into the battlefield, ready to face Chip. However, in his place, was Godot.

"Good to see you again Tepig. Maybe we'll have a true battle eventually, but I have to finish this one fast." Godot said to the Tepig. He spewed out a long stream off water, easily taking out the Tepig.

"What a great battle Mark, see you later, bye!" Bianca said quickly, before running off.

"Bianca wait!" Mark yelled, trying to stop her. But she was too far to chase and too far for a voice to be heard. Mark sighed, fighting back fits of anger from what Bianca's dad had done, and walked into the nearby city: Striaton City.

TO BE CONTINUED

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Striaton had a perfectly linked apartment complex: no real houses in the city at all. Directly across from said complex was the trainer school: a relatively large one at that. And of course there's the infamous Striaton Cafe, home to delicious tea and even better trainers.

"This is a rather unique town, wouldn't you say?" Godot asked looing around. Mark was so busy looking around, that he barely noticed what was in front of him. He bumped into a trainer, knocking him face first onto the ground.

"Ow... WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FO-" Cheren yelled before realizing who did it. "Oh, it's you Mark." Cheren said before getting off the ground, still kind of mad that his glasses almost broke. He reached into his pocket, and handed out a brochure. "Tell NO ONE." he muttered into Mark's ear. He walked away shortly after.

"Come to the Dreamyard for a free Pokemon to adopt for your very own!" the brochure read.

"Free Pokemon eh?" Mark said to himself. He motioned to his Pokemon to follow him into the Dreamyard. What was in the Dreamyard permanently implanted a look of shock on everyone.

"T-this entire place is... is... beauiful." Thorn said with the biggest eyes. The Dreamyard was infamoud for it's cherry blossom trees that bloomed even in the coldest winter. A young girl with a box walked up to them, shifting her eyes back and forth. She picked up Godot and examined very inch of him, then placed him back on the ground. She quickly drew out a Pokeball that felt warm to the touch and placed it in Mark's hand. She then ran off as fast as she could.

"That was... strange." Godot said.

"Strange is a rather blunt way of putting it, don't you think?" Chip asked.

"I don't care if she's strange or not: we just got ourselve's our next team member." Mark stated. He threw the Pokeball into the air. A small black dot was seen flying into the air. Suddenly a ring of fire was seen surrounding the silhouette. As it came closer to Mark's vision, the ring of fire was dispersed by to small hands. The ring travelled 4 feet, and stopped just a Joltik's hair away from the blossom trees. It landed with grace onto the ground, hands stretched out and one knee bent.

This Pokemon was a small red monkey, with what looked a fire on it's head. It stood up and shook Mark's hand.

"The name is Delfina: I am as you see a Pansear. I will be glad to serve you to the death." Delfina spoke to Mark.

Dreamyard Catch: Delfina the Pansear (Brave, Female, Gluttony)

END OF CHAPTER SEVEN
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CHAPTER EIGHT

After walking out of the Dreamyard, Mark walked up to the Trainer School, and entered it's doors. Inside, was a relatively small classroom, only fit for around a class of 20. In the middle of the classroom was Cheren, watching Mark's every move. He then noticed Delfina walking in fron of him.

"That's certainly a different Pokemon. Where do you get it?" Cheren asked as he reached to rub the Pansear's head.

"Rub my head, and you're fucking dead. Also, I'm not an "it" I'm a "her"." Delfina said, slapping the hand out of her way. Cheren held back a laugh.

"It's been a while since our last battle Cheren. How about another one?" Mark asked as he lifted up Delfina. Cheren nodded, and threw out his Snivy. Mark set Delfina back down. The Pansear inhaled loudly, and shot out a huge bursting flame, knocking back the Snivy quite a ways. The Snivy ran up to the Pansear, and slammed right into it.

"It's about time I finished this up." Delfina muttered to herself. She shot another fireball, knocking out the Snivy. Cheren then sent in a dark purple cat, that punced straight at Delfina. The Pansear chuckled and scratched at the Purrloin, knocking it out very easily. Delfina sat down, letting Mark return her to her Pokeball. Cheren stumbled back a little.

"D-did you just beat me with a Pokemon you JUST GOT? WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET IT?" Cheren asked, this time angry. Mark stepped outisde and pointed to the Dreamyard.

"There's where I got it Cheren. I got it from a girl.... about 9 maybe 10 years old if I could make a guess." Mark responded. Cheren looked both surprised and scared.

"Did you just say a 10 year old girl? Was she carrying a box about the size of a portable PC?" Cheren asked getting even more nervous.

"Yeah... about that size. Why what's wrong?" Mark asked. Cheren held up a file. Mark recognized this file: it contained trainers that Team Plasma wished to erradicate. Files usually contained at least 5-10 people. It was messaged to Mark. Mark hesatatingly opened the file. The first sheet read:

TEAM PLASMA: TARGET #2,865
Sarah P. Greyson
Crime: Pokemon Peddling.
Importance of Erradicating: High
Last Seen: Dreamyard, Located East of Striaton City


"This.... can't be good." Mark said, shivering.

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For those wondering why I haven't updated in forever: I'm trying to finish up Genocide Johto first. So, my apologies.
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Take your time this is interesting and i like the way you obtained pansear i always thought it was strange that a person gave away a pokemon for free.
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