FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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and mooed loudly. "My apologies, ma'am," I said, stepping out of the queue. I didn't have time to wait for the cows to manoeuvre themselves into the tiny bathroom. I squatted down -
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they hadn't used quite enough. They also didn't know that she regularly got zonked on Jimson tea so she had a high tolerance. Once free, Tharg's wife grabbed a club and loped off -
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It is Mrs. Peabury, an octogenarian savant who lives in the basement of the Jeopardy studio. All night long she writes the problems for the show. No-one realized that she was mad. -
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I submit to you!" The two eldrich abominations got ready to fight, but then C'thulu came by. "Stop fighting." He said. "But Fagan pinched me!" Clfwaang said, pointing. -
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Ikea knew. I was surrounded by planks & screws, tears & snot running down my face. Then a glint & embedded in some polystyrene, a huge emerald. I picked it up. It was transmitting