FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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at sea in his clam shaped paddle pool. Elliot read the fish their last rites and pressed play on his ghetto blaster. Van Halen's "Jump" pumped out of his stereo and a tear ran down -
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had turned into an unnaturally straight tunnel of doom, but my mind was now scrambled and I doubted my every step. The many-forked Minotaur backed away mockingly. My salad fork -
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Guide Dogs but they had a waiting list. It was a shame because those dogs are cute. He learnt to walk with a stick but it just wasn't as good as a friendly guide dog.
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and mooed loudly. "My apologies, ma'am," I said, stepping out of the queue. I didn't have time to wait for the cows to manoeuvre themselves into the tiny bathroom. I squatted down -
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off his ass-of-a-face with Dr. Derriere's reusable toilet tissues {patent pending}. The Captain and the Chairman were squared off for battle when an eruption on Planet Pubis caused