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A small little MOC I made of Batman fighting Superman.
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Left to right: Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Barry Allen (The Flash), Bruce Wayne (Batman), Clark Kent (Superman), Diana Prince (Wonder Woman), Victor Stone (Cyborg) and Arthur Curry (Aquaman).
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So here are my TWO versions of the same character. I made Version A a while ago but I think Version B works better.
I changed him after getting the new Avengers Spaceship and having an extra re-breather. What do you think??
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Temblor - Robert Coleman was a supervillain for hire who used a pair of gauntlets to generate shockwaves. From small blasts that knocked pursuers off their feet to block-levelling tremors, Temblor seemed to be a formidable mercenary until a building he had been hired to destroy collapsed on top of him. Rescued by Batgirl, Coleman hung up the gloves for good and became little more than a footnote in supercriminal history, although he was briefly blamed for the Cataclysm that rendered Gotham a no-man's land.
Anarky - Lonnie Machin was originally a teenage hacker under the alias Money_Spider, stealing millions of dollars from multinational corporations. Once caught, Lonnie refused to lend his talents to the NSA unlike his co-conspirator Hadrian "The General" Armstrong, and wound up incarcerated in a brutal home for young offenders. These horrific conditions radicalized Lonnie against the capitalist system, and he used money squirreled away from his past cyber heists to start giving to the poor and to begin his new career as the vigilante Anarky. Pursued by Armstrong (now a government agent), Lonnie's benevolent intentions won him enough favor with Batman to briefly be considered a candidate for the next Robin. His staunch rejection of Batman's methods, however, put the two at deeply personal odds.
Gearhead - Nathan Finch was gravely injured in a street race. Left for dead by his peers, Finch was rescued by a back alley doctor who grafted his body to a mobile life support machine with modular cybernetic attachments. Unwilling to die, yet appalled that the doctor had simply experimented on him for his own gratification, Finch escaped and began a campaign of revenge against those he blamed for his loss of humanity. Years later, when the Justice League's own Cyborg went rogue due to the Grid virus, Gearhead himself succumbed to Grid and joined many other infected technological villains as part of the Crime Syndicate's invasion army.
Copperhead - The anonymous assassin Copperhead used a mechanical tail to suffocate her victims. She took contracts all over the globe, pitting her against many of the world's heroes and often finding herself hired as muscle in a variety of other supervillains' schemes.
Nicodemus - Thomas Hart was a corrupt councillor in an equally corrupt City Hall. Taking the biblical name Nicodemus, he sought to divert attention from his own crimes coming to light by instead amplifying those of his coworkers. Nicodemus held live broadcasts of the "trials" he put on for his kidnapped colleagues, which invariably ended with Hart burning them to death. Faking his own murder at the hands of Nicodemus was not enough to fool Batman, however, and Hart perished for good in a fire he intended for the Dark Knight.
Cornelius Stirk - A metahuman with the ability to alter his appearance through psychic means, Cornelius Stirk is unfortunately more well known for a series of canniballistic murders. A long-time resident of the Arkham Institute, Stirk seems to have reformed and is occasionally allowed to indulge his more benign culinary pursuits in the facility's mess hall. Yet he still remains on a very short leash - "kiss the cook" is not a risk any of the staff or other inmates want to take.
I created Impulse today as the idea just came to me and I'm incredibly happy with him. I went for the messier hair as I wanted to use the Hal Jordan Hair for a Kid Flash (which lots of guys have done) and I wanted Bart to have more hair.
I think he's come out fantastic!
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Botanists, vigilantes, arsonists, artists; just some of the myriad occupations this next batch of villains belong to.
Poison Ivy - Pamela Isley was an ecological activist leading a student sabotage campaign against deadly corporate practices. The group was compromised by FBI informant Professor Jason Woodrue in an attempt to discredit their mostly nonviolent means, and the resulting bombing doused Isley in chemicals and activated her metagene. As Poison Ivy, she exhibited near-total control over floral life - and the lives of humans, thanks to her command of plant pheromones.
Doodlebug - Daedalus Boch was a fixture of Gotham's art scene known for creating his pieces out of anything on hand. Unfortunately, this ultimately included human bodies and Boch wound up as Arkham Asylum's artist in residence. He continued his work with the help of dumpster-diving cellmate Tucker "Junkyard Dog" Long, and Boch's art while incarcerated began to take on more eerie and occult subject matter.
Firefly III - Attending mandatory counselling at the Arkham Institute for a minor incident of fire raising, teenage delinquent Bridget Pike had a chance encounter with Ted Carson, the second Firefly. Immediately connecting over their shared interest, Carson took Bridget under his wing(suit) and trained her as his protege, until Carson was captured and eventually killed on a mission with Task Force X. Black Mask's attempts at creating his own supervillain team saw Bridget outfitted with a new pair of wings freshly stolen from Kord Industries, and Bridget Pike took on her late mentor's mantle for good.
Clayface III - Preston Payne was a researcher at the Department of Extranormal Operations when he was diagnosed with a rare form of MacGregor's Syndrome. Though his treatment was successful, his skin began to slough as a side effect and Payne injected himself with the blood of Basil Karlo and Matt Hagen - Clayfaces I and II. His weakened immune system tried to reject the Clayface serum, and Payne ultimately found his body to have become permanently unstable and without the shapeshifting abilities of his predecessors. Confined to a safety suit that helped him keep some semblance of a human form, Payne also discovered he had become toxic to the touch. After years of loneliness, he finally found love and eventually started a family with Sondra Fuller, the fourth individual to use the Clayface name.
Black Spider - Eric Needham had lived in Gotham his entire life, having witnessed the city going from bad to worse and the rise of costumed supervillainy. Eric became addicted to a synthetic opioid known as Black Spider, turning to petty crime to fund his addiction. One night, while holding up a Tricorner bodega to fund his addiction, Eric shot and killed a man who turned out to be his own father. As the Black Spider Killer, Eric waged a one-man war against the syndicates responsible for flooding the city with narcotics all while fighting his own addiction in the process.
Electrocutioner - An unknown number of people have taken up the Electrocutioner identity over the years, most famously mercenary-for-hire Lester Buchinsky. His brother Jack had previously used the Electrocutioner name with a much more ideological bent, murdering criminals with his high-voltage gauntlets in several rampages that were thwarted by Batman.
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I didn't use this version of Martian Manhunter because I kind of saw it as nudity.
I decided I would post this in some groups. If it needs to be taken down please let me know.
A very simple custom of classic Harley Quinn from The Batman TV show of 2005. As it's still my favorite TV show ( cartoon) about Batman I decided to make her. The hat and that white thing on her neck is made of clay and the face is also painted by myself❤️
My DC Superheroes Encyclopaedia arrived with the fantastic Buccaneer Batman; this inspired me to make him a Superman.
So I present High Seas Superman. I know Batman is from a special (I haven't seen it) but wanted to create something new.
I plan on doing a few of these Pirate inspired DC characters.
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Doing a bunch of characters, taking ideas, just leave a comment.
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-This Figure was kinda easy to make I guess it just took a long time due to lack of motivation and the holiday season being very hectic
-The head is a Black Vulcan cowl with the mouth and lightenbolts sculpted on
-The concept art for zoom is kinda bad and all the figures are kinda different
-I based this off his cw design because the comics version is just the reverse flash pretty much and I used inspiration from Yale Jeong
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My name is Connor Queen. My father Oliver recently passed away from cancer, and I have been asked to fulfill his legacy as the Green Arrow
The final bell rang, and I left my grade 11 English class to meet up with my friend Roy. I caught him on the way to his Cross Country training.
“Hey, Roy,” I said. He turned back, and his hard Navajo face broke into a grin.
“What’s up, Connor?” He responded. “I need to ask you for some advice,” I told him. He nodded, his face serious now. “Shoot.”
“I’ve been accepted into... into a club, you could say, a club that my father was part of. It would be a lot of pressure, but I’d be doing something good, helping people.”
He looked me straight in the eye. “If you’re doing something good and helping people, it’s definitely worth it.” That’s what I like about Roy; he’s straightforward, wise, and he doesn’t ask too many questions.
“Thanks,” I said. He looked at his watch and ran his hand through his black shaggy hair.
“Sorry, I have to go,” he said, “I’ll catch you later.” And at that, he ran off.
I turned to leave and bumped into another boy named Jason. I jumped back, and his papers fell to the ground in a cluttered pile. We both bent down.
“Sorry, Jason,” I told him. He shook his head.
“Don’t worry about it.” He seemed kind of nervous; his eyes were darting around. He wiped his sweaty hand on the yellow ‘R’ of his read hoodie.
“Are you alright?” I asked him. “You look kind of jumpy.” Immediatley he brushed past me.
“Stay out of it, Queen.”
I was shocked. I knew Jason had it rough–he was from the Glades– but he was ususally quiet and left other people alone. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. It was 2:33. I had archery practice at 3:15, followed by my mixed martial arts class. At least now I knew why I had to do all those things.
That night, I told my mom I would try to be the Green Arrow. She gave me a big hug, and then told me we were going to see Bruce Wayne.
“Mom, he lives all the way in Gotham,” I protested. She didn’t listen and, soon enough, we had made the hour-long drive to Wayne Manor. We were ushered in and went down to the Batcave.
“Connor, what a pleasent surprise,” Bruce said. He was dressed in his batsuit and behind him was Dick in the Nightwing suit.
“I’ve decided I’m going to be the Green Arrow, to continue my father’s good work,” I told him. He nodded vigourously.
“Alright. Your suit’s in there, get it, yep. Dinah, will you be joining us? I still have your suit.”
Mom unfolded her crossed arms.
“No, I think I’m going to stay in tonight, I hurt my leg. But next time.” Bruce smiled understandingly.
“Sounds like a plan.”
I had my suit on and put the hood up.
“Mr. Wayne, how am I going to cover my face? A hood is hardly sufficient.” Bruce pointed to a bucket of something.
“Your father liked to wear facepaint; it reminded him of his time on the island, he said it helped him ‘remember his training’.”
As I smeared facepaint on, I muttered, “He always was eccentric.”
Bruce lead me down to another area, this time with a car. The Batmobile.
We got in, Bruce in the driver’s seat, Dick in the passenger’s seat, and me in the back. We drove off, the city zooming by.
“Where are we going?” I asked. Dick looked back.
“There’s been a break-in at ACE Chemicals and we’re going to check it out,” he told me firmly. That honestly seemed to be the way he said everything.
“Stay close to me, Connor,” Bruce said, “I’ll show you some tricks.”
We arrived outside the building, and Bruce lead us through ventalation ducts. We got into the center of the building. Through the ducts, I could see that, all around, there were guys wearing red masks. There was one man in particular with what looked like a cylindircal helmet.
Dick scowled. “We’re dealing with the Red Hood gang, they’ve been causing trouble for the last few months.” He pointed out the man with the helmet. “That guy right there is the leader, Red Hood One they call him.”
“Dick, take out the lights then go for the men all around. I’ll go after Red Hood One. Connor, provide cover for now. Go.”
With that, Dick took off. A few minutes later the lights went out and Bruce and I jumped down. I took an arrow out of my quiver and aimed, while Bruce went after RHO, punching and kicking his way through the gang.
One of the men ran at me, firing. I took cover behind a corner. I jumped out at him and kicked him square in the face, breaking his jaw. He fell to the ground; there was something familiar about his face (he wasn’t wearing a mask; he must have been a rookie). I saw the yellow ‘R’ on his shirt...
“Jason?” I said. He turned and scrambled to get away, grabbing his fallen baseball cap as another man ran at me. The other man pushed Jason into the wall.
“Why you running, rookie, huh?” He sneered. I put an arrow in the bow and let it fly, piercing the man’s shoulder. He doubled over as Jason kneed him in the face and ran away.
I could see Batman going after RHO; they were close. I pulled another arrow and shot it into RHO’s arm. He fell, but quickly got back up and ran to an adjoining bridge, as Batman came after him.
Another man came from behind and I turned then jumped off the wall and into him, kicking him in the chest. I had a moment where I turned my head and saw Batman confronting RHO. Then the man hit me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me, and reached for his gun. I shot and arrow through his hand pinning him to the bridge and grasped my stomach.
Batman was holding Red Hood One by his shoulder/chest pads. He was screaming in pain from his wound. I saw Jason approach Batman with a gun. RHO saw it too.
Batman turned, and as he did Jason shot RHO. He squirmed and kicked Batman, catching him off guard, which in turn caused Batman to let go of him. Red Hood One fell into a vat of chemicals below.
Jason ran for it as Bruce chased after him. Dick jumped down out of nowhere and grabbed Jason.
“YOU KILLED HIM!” Bruce yelled. “HE WAS GOING TO TESTIFY AGAINST OTHERS IN COURT AND YOU RUINED IT!” Jason was crying now.
“I-I-I’m sorry, B-batm-man... he was thr-threating me and m-my family, saying if-f I di-din’t joi-join him he w-would kill u-us...”
I put my hand on Bruce’s shoulder.
“Let him go...” I whispered to Bruce. Bruce dropped him, turned on his heel, and stormed back to the vent. Dick followed and I shot Jason one last glance over my shoulder as I made my way back to the vent.
I want to give credit to Tim Lydy for the inspiration, I was looking for a story idea and I saw his Red Hood scene and it inspired me to incorporate it into my GA series. I'd also like to thank Scott Blankfield for getting me into this group, and for being an admin.
Based on her New 52 appearance, with some LEGO Batman 3 details.
I also gave her tiara a golden to glow in certain areas, to give a reference to her classic counterpart.
Not very good with stars....
Doing a bunch of characters, taking ideas, just leave a comment.
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I know Batman v Superman is beyond irrelevant, but I found these pictures in my phone and I just had to post them. I guess better now than later...
Anyways, I always wanted to recreate this image, and I recently got around to making it.
Wally West has been Reborn in DC Rebirth. He's still the Flash, and here's my Purist version of him.
King Snake - Edmund Dorrance was an SAS operative working covert destabilization ops with the CIA in South America. In the island nation of Santa Prisca (whose government had been poised to fall), Dorrance fathered a child with a local rebel, but they went missing soon after the operation was blown. Dorrance escaped Santa Prisca and went into hiding with a group of drug-running mercenaries tied to the terroristic KOBRA cult, rising through their ranks and eventually seizing power for himself. Unbeknownst to him, Dorrance's partner and child survived in the notorious Santa Priscan prison known as The Pit, the child growing up to be the warlord Bane.
Doctor Aesop - This villain's surreal crime wave kicked off with the death of a transport executive who had failed to outrun a subway train with a heavy iron "shell" tied to his back. Each victim was linked in some way to the Gotham Transit Authority, and Batman unmasked Doctor Aesop as a man whose family had perished in a subway crash several years prior. His fable-themed crimes sought to teach moral lessons to those who had escaped punishment for their negligence.
Tally Man I - Raised in Gotham's impoverished Narrows, the child who became the Tally Man used a fireplace poker to kill the loan shark who'd been hounding his family. As an adult, he returned to Gotham as the Tally Man, a ruthless hired gun and a contortionist to rival only Central City's Ragdoll.
Two-Face - Harvey Dent was Gotham City's District Attorney and an early proponent of The Batman. He was a key player in prosecuting the Falcone and Maroni crime families following a year of bloody gang violence, and Dent nearly paid for this with his life. Scarred in a courtroom acid attack, Dent completely broke down and his split personality emerged. Harvey's "bad side" struck out at the remaining elements of Gotham's original mob scene, waging a bloody war that ended traditional organized crime in the city for good and heralding in the new era of costumed supervillains.
Ten-Eyed Man - The Ten-Eyed Man has claimed to be many things. None of these have ever been verified, and many of his records have mysteriously disappeared. His eyes can manifest anywhere they shouldn't be, although he seems to prefer them at the ends of his fingers. Just like his records, the Ten-Eyed Man has a tendency to vanish.
Maxie Zeus - Maximilian Zeus was a shipping magnate who believed himself to be the Greek god reincarnate. Gotham City was his "New Olympus", and in an attempt to seize power he used his shipping network to hijack a secret weather control programme developed by the DoD's Dr. Clyde Mardon. When this plan failed and he served a period of time in Arkham Asylum, Maxie recruited a group of naive young metahumans to form his "New Olympians" and attack the Olympic Games in Markovia. The Justice League had been prohibited from operating in the country at the time, so Batman activated the Outsiders programme to stop Maxie once more.
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My name is Connor Queen. Following the death of my father Oliver, I discovered that he wasn’t who I thought he was. He was the saviour of Star City, a masked hero known as the Green Arrow. I intened to continue his mission of saving the innocent from those who do harm and fulfill his legacy; this is my story.
PREVIOUSLY: After delivering street boy Jason Todd to live with Bruce Wayne, Connor is attacked by a costumed villain. He is beaten by him, and the villain escapes to wreak havoc on Star City...
Three days later, I was recovering from a broken nose and rib injuries. Now everyone was really starting to speculate about what was happening; I couldn’t go five minutes without someone asking me if I was alright. I was sick of it, people looking at me pitifully like I had some sort of problem Being the Green Arrow was starting to take its toll; I wondered how Dad could take it. Then again, he was a better fighter than me, what with him training with ninjas and all, so he couldn’t have gotten hurt too much.
Roy kept pestering me about what had happened. He was genuinely concerned, but I did find it annoying. I assured him that I wasn’t being abused, I wasn’t in some Fight Club, and that no one was out to get me. Finally I snapped.
“Look, if I was going to tell you what happened, I would’ve by now. But this one time I’m not going to, so just accept it and shut up!”
He raised his eyebrows in surprise and the bell rang. I stormed off without saying goodbye.
The news was getting worse too. More dead costumed pretenders kept appearing. I had no clue these people existed, that there were so many copy-cats. Two more had appeared in almost as many days since I encountered the villain. The worst part was, I couldn’t do anything without getting hurt more. This guy was too powerful–and I couldn’t risk going after him until I was in tip-top shape. And he would just get worse until I did something. I was sick of just sitting around. It was boring, and the city was unprotected, but I knew I had to rest.
I went to Mom about what to do. She cancelled her meetings to go out on the route in place of me, but still couldn’t find anything. On the third night, she sighed. “I’m going to have to call someone in to help.”
“Bruce?” I asked hopefully. She shook her head. “Bruce has his hands full right now,” she explained, “with Jason and all. He ran into some... unexpected difficulties with him.”
‘Unexpected difficulties’ could only mean Bruce was finally realizing Jason was a psychopath. A lump formed in my throat making me feel guilty about not telling Bruce, but quickly passed. “Who are you going to call?” I asked her. “An old friend of your father’s,” she responded, and that was that.
Two days later I was in the training room, loading my bow to start some shooting training. My mom walked in followed by a bald black man.
“Honey, this is John Diggle. He worked with your father in the early days.” I gave John a shy smile and shook his hand. He had a firm grip, like the grip of a soldier or a bodyguard.
“Hello, Connor, you probably don’t remember me; it’s been 15 years since I’ve last seen you.” He had a deep voice, like someone speaking into a muffler. I got the feeling that I should show him deep respect, as if he were an officer.
Mom put a hand on John’s shoulder. “When your father became the Green Arrow 18 years ago before he and I were married, John here was his bodyguard; Oliver confided in him and recruited him to the crusade. A few years in John had to move to Hud City–his father had fallen ill.”
“Yes,” John continued, “and later I got married and had a kid, little Sarah.” He smiled at the thought of his family. “Then I went back into the military, and just returned from duty a few weeks ago.” I nodded, taking all the information in.
“Alright. So, you’re here to help us can this freak running around the city, then?” I asked. He chuckled and nodded.
“That’s one way of putting it.”
Out of nowhere, the computer began beeping. I turned on the police radio we had and heard that something was going down on 12th Street. I looked at Mom, hoping, pleading; this could be the guy. And now I had John to help me.
“Mom, I have to go.” She pursed her lips. “I’m coming to, then,” she told me. John gestured to the door. “I’ll get my stuff.”
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I eased into the parking lot at Queen Consolidated, stepping out into the gloom. I’d called Roy and told him what was up. Of course, he argued, saying he should come and be here with me, but I told him I had to come alone. My suit was still in tatters, but I did have my mask; not that it made any difference, seeing as though these guys knew who I was.
I put my card into the lock and the doors slid open for me. In the ornate lobby were two dead security guards; they’d been stabbed. I felt a weight settle on my heart. These guys weren’t messing around. I looked around, not knowing what to do. Suddenly the intercom crackled to life.
“Hello, Mr Queen. How nice of you to join us.”
“Where are you?” I demanded. I had no time for pleasantries.
“Top floor. The boardroom.” I gulped and walked towards the elevator. The ride up was tense, to say the least. I kept on expecting things to go wrong. The dead guard on the floor didn’t help, either. How were we going to explain this to their families?
Finally, finally after a purgatorius elevator ride, the doors opened to the top floor. I walked through the empty darkness towards the boardroom. Everything looked in order. I got to the waiting room where I’d waited for Yin not too long ago. I took a deep breath, composed myself, and stepped into the boardroom.
The first thing I noticed was that it was almost empty; the chairs were all gone. I looked towards the back of the room, where the table had been pushed and saw John lying down on it, tied up. Despite myself, I ran over to him.
“John!” I called. He opened his eyes and they went wide; he started shaking his head and the door slammed. I turned around and saw the same man from the warehouse; the man Yin had called Kimodo.
I snarled and the grip on my bow tightened. “What do you want?” I shouted. He snickered, a metallic, crackly sound through his mask.
“That, my friend, is something you’ll never learn. Now, let me propose a deal: we duel. If you win, then your friend goes free and the League leaves Star City. If I win, you die and we have our way with the city.” I stared him down, thinking. This was obviously a rigged duel. He would win regardless; I had minimal training with swords. Then I had a stupid idea.
As fast as I could, I knocked my arrow and shot it at him. Even faster, he grabbed a sword and sliced the arrow out of the air then charged at me, slicing the bow out of my hand. He kicked me in the chest and I slid across the smooth tiled floor. He threw his other sword down beside me and started walking away.
“Your move.”
I grabbed the sword. Looks like I have no choice. I charged towards him and swung the sword, which he deflected. I swung it again and again, he prairied it. He stabbed at me and I lunged out of the way and swung the sword down at his legs, which he deflected again.
We fought around the room, in a sort of deadly dance. I would slash and he would block. He was mostly on the defensive, drawing me in. Occasionally he would stab and I would barely get out of the way.
“You know,” he said, his voice sounding metallic and unhuman through the mask, “the reason why Yin showed up now was because we figured the city was vulnerable.”
“Shut up,” I growled. He slashed and I blocked it. He started going on the offensive.
“We knew-you were-nothing-like your father!” He accentuated each statement with a blow to my sword. “You’re young and weak; you can’t protect the city.”
Then, he landed a blow on my arm! Pain sliced up and I winced as blood began falling down my arm. Angry, I slashed at him wildly, which he stepped out of the way for. I was rewarded with a kick in the back and I slid towards the window. I looked down at the sprawling, urban scene below me. No. This was my city. These people would not destroy it!
Adrenaline flew through my veins as I made one last attempt; screaming I raised my sword and slashed. Kimodo hit me over the head with the butt of his sword and the world went fuzzy. I stumbled back and felt a piercing, blinding pain as he drove his sword through my stomach. I hunched forward as blood flowed freely from my mouth. Kimodo came close beside me.
“Looks like the city is mine.” He pulled the sword out and I collapsed on the ground. I could feel the life seeping out of me with the gush of the blood. I gazed up at him stupidly. He picked me up, hoisting me over his shoulders and walked towards the window.
No…. this can’t be how it ends….
With a crash he threw me through the window and I tumbled down through the open air to the street below.
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