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Holy cow, you’ve stumbled across the mother of all Easter eggs – which is a phrase that’ll puzzle “chicken or egg” conspiracy theorists for years to come. Nestled among countless riddles and triforces and ominous doors and chunky pixel graphics, you see a vault labeled “All those RPS diaries you thought would never, ever, ever be concluded, but oh jeez, they totally were all along.” You attempt to pry it open. No dice. Then you see its lock. It’s etched with the following:

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Apple Sauce

Mittens on the eyelashes

Space thimble

Amorphou59520 cow

Bread army

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Good luck!