FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I hung the gew-gaw from my neck, so I would always remember that fatal error. Never again would I know love, or what it feels like to not have killed my own family. I turned to -
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the tables, spilled six Shirley Temples, and ate the flowering table centerpiece. Like most lizardfolk, Leif was not the best customer, but he loved Rupert's accordion recitals the -
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"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting -
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we will rule the night!" "Yes," came the response. "Let us change and forget ourselves. Let us howl at the moon, fly, drink the blood of innocents--" "Wait, what?" -
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Madge understood alright...understood that Mr. Butterworth was freakin' out of his freakin' mind if he thought she'd really do that. She nodded anyway. "Sure!" Then Madge stuffed a