FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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with a bowl and no oranges to be found. He discarded his monk's robes and sat in despairing contemplation in the rocking chair on the north porch. But when the owners came out -
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I looked down. -ETA?-. I typed -Can't text. Driving.- I looked up just before impacting an oak tree at 65 mph. I had neither a seatbelt nor a windshield but a large gust of wind -
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dinglehopper. Oh great, I shouldn't have written the word "schecklemabobwowa" because now you just read it and the evil curse is upon you! Quick, the antidote spell! You must -
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waiting at the DMV with only a Ricky Ranger or Golf magazine as company. The skin graft, though painful, was nothing compared to the next procedure. -
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"Son of a bitch!" stammered Larry. There was a stomach-turning moment as Moe and Curly stood there, stunned. The universe felt like it had imploded. "You knuckle-head..." said Moe.