FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"This is the second-worst day of my life," I moaned, my voice echoing slightly against the cold, tile walls as above me, my boss relieved himself into the urinal. Just then, I saw -
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k. "Dinnit tink we wuz real digja? Dinnit bother to clap hands to beliv' in us? Well itz payback sista!" Tinkerbell and her gang flew in for the kill. Wendy brought up the Raid. -
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Luckily the black hole picked it up for me. Its selective, benevolent gravity was a real plus for our town. Rabid strays: No more. Trash collection: Easy. But where did it all go? -
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a rash and embarrassing odor. The Captain called Dr. Derriere's office to complain and got his receptionist, Toni Tennille. They talked a good, long time while the Chairman steamed
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At way. Expect the unexpected, this was my motto. Battish had an interesting alphabet and punctuation. Plus accent marks similar to Vietnamese. I had a notebook ready to practise.