The Spam Game

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H-J:

"W-Where is this?! Could it be...?"
I looked at a mirror, and sure enough, I was a Kirby. As expected, I also had the stylish hair and glasses that I envisioned myself having.
In my hand, I saw some protractors. Taking them in hand, I wondered slowly forward in the darkness. I very nearly hit my head into a wall, but thankfully someone stopped me.
I turned, and looked at the one who had saved me from injury. Despite the haziness, I made out a Boo, with a strange soccer-domed hat.
 
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H-J:

"W-Where is this?! Could it be...?"
I looked at a mirror, and sure enough, I was a Kirby. As expected, I also had the stylish hair and glasses that I envisioned myself having.
In my hand, I saw some protractors. Taking them in hand, I wondered slowly forward in the darkness. I very nearly hit my head into a wall, but thankfully someone stopped me.
I turned, and looked at the one who had saved me from injury. Despite the haziness, I made out a Boo, with a strange soccer-domed hat.
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H-J:

My office. It was bright, yet I still found it too dark. I turned on the computer - a mechanical whirring jolted my senses.
As I glanced through the side window, I saw VIP busy at work. Perhaps, I thought, it's time for us to execute the Great Plan...
I was still pondering over this when I heard a knock at the door. I went out, and opened it: it was a heavily clad Koopa Troopa with helmet and mallet in hand.
I paused. "R-R-RHB! You're here!'
 
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