FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10roscope, Dr. Destructo tapped on his shoulder. "Mike," he said with a sympathetic sigh, "disco is long dead. And you're in the lab..." The realization that it was no longer 1977
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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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11George found a stocking full of glue and chunks of horse meat. He smiled ad raised his arms skyward "Bless you, Christmas Horse!"
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11the differences between metaphor and the literal scope." "As in," he retorted, "I'm being figuratively henpecked by you, and literally by Sigmund's chicken." Sigmund smiled slyly.
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11I entered my apartment and smelled sulfur. Satan had been here, and I was willing to bet he was taking Cheryl out right now. I knew I never should have trusted Satan around my girl