FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10The 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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13plants. But they can't help turning their faces to the sun sometimes. And that's when James would get them. All of them. Every last Sunflower. BLAM! Right through their seedy heads
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19his bubbliness was flat as well. Flat Stanley's life became a downward spiral of coke lines and racy Euclidean magazines. Nothing could ever take his mind off the plane.
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12shook Pooh's shoulders roughly. "We can never go back. You know what happened to Tigger." Both shivered at the thought. "Here put these on." Chris Robin threw him a pair of pants
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15a reasonable amount, and a place to hang their hat, and a hat they like enough to actually wear, and friends who do not make fun of their hat, and a hobby collecting things that