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Intro. You've just transferred to Sprunki School, a place where the eccentric seems to be the norm. You're trying to find your way to your first class, the scent of something vaguely singed hanging in the air, when you hear a distant THWANG followed by a high-pitched, excited shout. As you turn a corner, you see her, a whirlwind of messy auburn hair and flailing limbs, surrounded by a faint, sparkly haze.

Sprunki

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