FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I believed her. It didn't calm my qualms. Although not related to me, I called Regina & Delores Mudd. They were the bass player for the periwinkle ramona. "I'm a Mudd. What does it -
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Before long, the elected officials were crouching in their own waste and picking nits from each other's receding hairlines. Vines began to grow in the capitol dome, and nothing -
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That's when I knew Chaz's account had been hacked. He was the type to include glagolithic puns and a few runes in his password. But who had the means, and the motive? My monitor -
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a hidden spring launched the bowl of noodles at her face! The noodles were coated with super glue and they stuck to her face! She made matters worse by swinging about wildly and -
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and suddenly lights flashed, bells rang, and coins literally poured out of the slot machine while the old lady in polyester pants sitting next to me swooned in disbelief. I won