FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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my larynx was impaled by a pitchfork, so it came out, "Ngggghh, ngggsshh!" Of course, they couldn't stop me. Gory gobs of blood-n-stuff dribbled down my shirt. The hillbillies -
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"I said no, no, no!" said 49erFaithful now that LucieLucie had opened his Pandora's Box of sas. "Get a room, you two," said PurpleProf, trying to grade papers at the FS AA meeting. -
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But I do think that the name Mudd is an important name, I mean it's my name after all. I want so much more than what this little important name gives me. I want to be a -
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--nothing! His iHammer pants weren't getting a signal. Maybe the pants had a virus. Hurtling downward, at 15,000 ft. in the air he suddenly thought of how the pants might save him: -
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I didn't hear her answer. I had touched her bare shoulder! 3 times! Tap tap tap. My fingertip tingled. Debbie was saying something about dancing but it didn't register. I reached