FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12Then the head bit my finger. I recoiled in horror. The head's eyes looked into mind. It cackled. "Thought I was dead Jacky-boy?" Then his eyes started swirling in the sockets
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10Daisy walked away and Donald caught up with her. He repeated his suggestion in sign language with the few signs he knew. Then she slapped him across the face. He was left wondering
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10By the time the firemen arrived, there was nothing left of the cafe and everyone had fled the scene. Everyone except for one man, who just stood there staring angrily at the ruins.
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11noticing that their was a dark hollowness in their eyes. A smile was plastered on to an empty soul. Each movement seemed almost robotic. As if they had all life sucked from them.
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10atrical as they were. Rupert's innovative music was really out there, you know? Like WAY out there...out on a limb, out there...which is exactly where Leif liked to be.