FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I was reading in Farmer's Digest the other day about some crackpots out there who think they can milk their chickens! I mean, can you imagine?! What idiots!" Ol' Farmer Jones grabb -
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on the autumnal equinox I had a vision. The giant stones formed 11s and started dancing about. I blame it on the -
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lodged in my bagetelle. But that's not gonna stop me... I'm banging back, baby. I'm banging back. -
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Satan Claus soon would be there. The orphans were huddled for warmth in their beds, while visions of maniacs danced in their heads. And Mummy in her tatters, and I in my hood, had
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of the world covered. He looked as his competitors, smirked, and suddenly slammed a sack of potatoes onto the table, sending the pieces everywhere. "RISK is for bitches!" he said,