Today is just not your day: The Game

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In it you find something interesting.
Today is a math day.
You now are pi.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But people say tau is better.
Today is a day for more ratios.
Your are now phi, the Golden Ratio,

\frac{1 + \sqrt{5}}2

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You are too golden!
Today is a noble day.
You now are Midas.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But turning everything into gold gets boring after a while.
Today is a day for car repairs.
You are now Midas Car Repair.

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You turn cars into gold.
Today is a train day.
You now are a train trying to escape Midas.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But the train running away from midas derails.
Today is a very shiny day.
You are now Midas who has accidentally turned the Earth into Gold.

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You die shortly after due to the extreme conditions of this gold-earth.
But today something else met his hand…
You now are the space beyond, with fragments of midas exiting the atmosphere to meet you.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But in space, there is no air to hear you scream.
Today is a very empty day.
You are the fragments of Midas continuing to travel through empty space.

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You hit a star.
Today is an explosion day.
You now are the golden nebula.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But Gold vaporizes at 3243 K ​(2970 °C, ​5378 °F).
Today is a very depositing day.
You are now gaseous Midas gold slowly depositing in space from its vaporized state.

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You form a planet of gold.
Today is a precious day.
You now are a golden globe.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

Unfortunately, the Golden Globe Awards no longer exists.
Today is just not your day.
You are now a gold moon around the golden globe.

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You develop life!
Today is an exotic day.
You now are the golden cells.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

And these golden cells want one thing
Today is a very Austin Powers day.
You Love Gold!

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The cells devour the moon.
Today something is up next.
You’re the golden globe once more.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But what happened to the golden cells?
Today is a very panspermian day.
You are now a Golden Asteroid drifting through space.

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You crash into the golden globe.
Today is an invasion say.
You now are the cells of gold taking over the planet.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

But cells of gold are not the only lifeforms that crashed onto this world.
Today is very biotic day.
You are now cells made of platinum.

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One last thing crashes down on this world…
Today is a begone day.
You now are a crystal terrorbird statue from times long forgotten.

[MeghalayanAge (AnthropocenianAge's Alt.)]

There is only thing to say.
Today is just not anything’s day.
You are now rapping Gold and Platinum Terrorbirds.