FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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14n-stained Cheetos-orange fingers protruding like tens of points of bright light in the night's approach. I refused to die. By will alone I raised up, grasped a pilgrim and asked
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11Tharg fletched his teeth & gnawed on a pterodactyl bone seductively then conked Loana on the head with his club & dragged her to his cave. Zorg had advised Tharg that the G-spot
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13What could it be? The recipe's reader drooled with anticipation. A new kind of coating for pretzels? Would it be practical, though? He read on: Bake at 10,000 degrees Rankine
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11pined for charity and grace and the ghosts of trains past, the humble humor of Red Skelton, and a life of uncertain but broad horizons. But for now, cubicles would trump cardboard
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13in desperate need of a vacation. My class felt his geography-related puns were all Belarus. "Are you Finnish? We're really not India sense of humor," Chad spoke up in frustration.