FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I'd have to land this thing myself. Couldn't be much different than a car, really, with a couple of added dimensions. And I'd sat through enough air disaster movies in the 70's to -
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I had to move on. The radiation was giving me bloodshot eyes, plus I was out of toilet paper AND shopping catalogues. I picked the fluff from the Velcro and zipped my space suit. -
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long, quivering whiskers peered out with beady black eyes and squeaked, "Welcome to Ollivander's Wand Shop, eek!" Wandering around, the customer picked up a rosewood wand with -
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The shotgun's bullet headed straight for me, but my moth body was so light that it's force blew me out of its way. The man with the shotgun swore as I spun off into the night. -
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But I was ready. When the priest asked for any objections to the union, I stood. "Friends, I am wearing this hazmat suit as a symbol of the toxicity of this so-called marriage.