FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11According to the new astrological calendar, I could now consider myself a Taurus, which was ironically appropriate given the fact that my twin brother was such a bullsh**ter.
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10oom. The deafening roar sent us into shivers until Doc shared a round of tranquilizers. We spent the rest of the night, on the floor, listening to Air Supply
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12lane six, the one reserved for those with nine bodies or less. Up ahead I saw a tall guy wiith ten snoring bodies in his cart just about to join the line. Scowling vehemently I
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10so for heaven's sake, don't say schecklemabobwowa, what ever you do. Don't even sound it out as you read it, lest the ancient curse of Wumba-Wumba poke you in the eyes with a
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11and into the eye socket of a Vietnam Vet who'd lost his eye in battle. The vet had removed his patch right as the button flew in. The button had been made in Vietnam. It whispered