FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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It was like some sort of sadistic ritual to bring the dead fishies back to life! Elliott grew pale. What kind of sick person would do such a thing? That poor librarian, Mrs. Fitz, -
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At least I brought my dolly llama. He was always so calm. I held him, standing in my frog costume, waiting for Betty. "Cheese's crust!" I exclaimed, seeing Betty push a large wheel -
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But my wrath is a swirling fire! / None shall escape from my ire! / ...ooh but that goat IS a beauty… / with horns so fine and haunch so juicy -
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nished with a fleeting modicum of enjoyment before my tentacular acquaintance squeaked the final invocation that would collapse all existence. I mustered my sympathy and said, -
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he randomly lit on fire and died. We all mourned him at his funeral, he was a man of many