FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I entered my apartment and smelled sulfur. Satan had been here, and I was willing to bet he was taking Cheryl out right now. I knew I never should have trusted Satan around my girl -
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we can get to the church on time. That's right. It was Sunday--fried egg day and dress up day all rolled into one. The mess would have to -
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, and Mollie a year later from inhaling stray cotton fibers (she refused to die of such an obscure malady before Jonas's passing). Alas, as I trudged through life, I could only
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sprinkling her diaphragm with holy water actually worked. It was a little precaution we took."You never know when Lucifer might tempt you." Cheryl'd said. I watched as He literally -
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I did a monstrous number of respectable things for a lot of bad people—or maybe I did a substantial number of terrible things for a lot of good people. I hate people. I love me.