The Spam Game

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H-J:

"Looking at my monitors, I saw a scuffle take place in a blog. I had a sense of deja vu. 'Could there really be the remains of... cookies there?'

I head down, and, true to my suspicions, the blog of the late Cookieboy was littered in crumbs. The fall of Cook enraged me to the point of insannity. I decided: 'THOSE BOOS SHALL MEET THEIR MAKER!!! MASTER LUIGI, GET OVER HERE!!!'"
 
Ether, the aforementioned teenager, followed in to see the "cookie crumble", as they'd say, with H-J a bit enraged by the incident. "It's a shame that one's blog get's demolished by cookie crumb debris," Ether stated as he was opening up the scab in his lip, glancing at the desk covered in chocolate chip delight.
 
H-J:

"More noise. Master Luigi was with me. We headed to the most southerly blog, but the Boos had left. A distorted mess and a portrait of the blog was all that was left.
'Those Boos...'
I entered my Alternate Reality, using the Inscription of Realities, Realta. Creating multiple existences, I returned to the forum and posted my copies over every blog, with orders to capture all Boos on sight."
 
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