FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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 -
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smells in the fruit basket. And do you really wanna be stuck in that fruit basket? I don't think you do, the speaker shouted. I had to get out of this class. I interrupted by -
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Bozo smashed the windshield with his clown shoe and floored it.The other clowns in the jalopy started screaming as their wigs flew out the windows.If he was gonna get his mojo back -
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The first stop along the way of our 1600-mile horror-themed log flume ride is Camp Crystal Lake. If you wander alone into the surrounding woods and see a masked man, run. -
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("Damn! That's some good writing there!" I said to myself.) The cries of the lost children blended with the wind, lost on the ears of the swamp-forest hunters, who searched in vain