FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I snatched the kryptonite from the quickly receding tide and pocketed it, vowing to resolve this matter with the CEO of Ikea: my own twin brother. -
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bath salts; those things can seriously mess with your mind! Anyway, I was then visited by a man with a bow tie, suit, and a police box, telling me, "Ready for an adventure? :D" -
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would only reveal its mysteries via an elaborate ceremony involving proto-wombat sacrifice. Tharg ogled Loana busting out of her smilodon furs. Then she regained consciousness and -
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walked right up to him, ripping an arm off one of the bodies in my cart as an intimidation weapon. "Just what do you think you're doing here?" I growled. Unfazed, he -
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little faces. Wilfred was in a foul mood,which probably meant his diabeetus was acting up again. "I hate staying at Uncle Wilfred's house" whispered Jane, who ducked when a pancake