FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10delivered cold. She was the conservative type, and she was very perceptive; not to mention easily offended. I suspected that under that prim-and-proper exterior, though, lie a
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10sent turd-sniffing police dogs into my back seat to make sure that it really was a turd. One of them ate it by mistake, thus destroying the evidence. At least my cab was clean.
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10"Alright, it's all up to me," I told me. "Gotta use your instincts. Never give up." The door was closed, and the carnivorous goldfish were now flopping into it. Then silence.
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12raising two fingers to indicate a phony need for a restroom. The speaker looked put-out and waved me off, and I almost got out the door before I was pelted with over-ripe fruit.
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10STUPID PEOPLE, THEY RUN TO MY HOUSE BUT NO FIRE! FOOL THEM! THEY GO HOME. HUM. HUH. UH. WHAT SMELL? BURNING? ME? FIRE? FIRE!