FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Or that's what it said at the end of the Mayan calendar. -
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The incarnadine wraiths flashed through the twirling swamp-forest, sobbing as they swept up lost children to be brought home as white-eyed slaves of enfeebled, drifting appetites. -
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boomed. For added suspense the guards elongated the chase by running into the woods below full potential speed. In her high heels and dress, Tharg's wife didn't get far. The guards -
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Well now that is something you don't see everyday!" My clone glared and said,"How about you take a picture, it will last longer!" The snakes then took a picture and left. -
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from the discarded balance sheets of the failed banks. The dawn gongs of the financial apocalypse rang without remorse, like sonic battering rams, and the Emanator chortled as