FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11wondered about how much wonder bread his Fat Uncle Andy mopped up instant gravy with. Frankie was food tripping because the ants were taking his picnic.
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12I cannot speak, for I am a carrot! Scene 6: [A hillside begins moving on its own] CLARA: The hills are alive! [hill chases CLARA] And they're out to get me!
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10and resembled wings. The feathers were leathery though, more reptilian than birdlike. Ariel wrapped his arms about me, whirled us around, and stirred up dust. I inhaled and saw
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15a metal control panel. This woman was a robot, as suspected. Women have been extinct for five years now, but we all try and live our lives as normal. A tear rolled down my cheek.
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11, well, frankly-speaking, a hot dog. Before he came along, I was nothing but a German cabbage fermenting in a vat of lactic acid bacteria. No one really liked me, but Frank made me