FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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recanted his earlier praise for hemp fashion. "I was misinterpreted," he lied; but lies from him were as influential as scripture. GQ soon followed, and my ruin was certain. Today, -
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matriculating up the aevinista. Fagan was genuinely beangrafting now, his eyes winkly with fear. The mob shouted "Woolreacher! The cherlust must be brought to chustice!" Fagan spun -
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never felt before. They were just so, innocent. He shook his head and turned away. The darkness enveloped the world. -
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"I don't care who started it, I'm finishing it!" C'thulu proclaimed. And the eldrich abominations just ran away. -
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showers. I never should have joined the Herbert West High soccer team. I'd heard that bullying was rampant among the undead, but I hadn't been prepared for their unyielding cruelty