FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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tape ripped off my skull and half my brain fell out and bounced onto the bus seat next to me then into a little old lady's basket on the front of her walker as she was exiting the -
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made the plots hard to follow. Even though the tape worms' colloquialisms were confusing (at best), they had a certain flair for Gonzo drama and the sudden inclusion of -
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Madam Wong was a short, stout woman with a dusky complexion, a long face, and bushy eyebrows. Her glasses were always drooping off her nose as she bent over to pick up the menus at
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pomegranate. When I opened the door there was what appeared to be a small ruby in the bottom of the immaculate self-cleaning oven. "Holy shnikies!" I exclaimed. My uncle was a jewe -
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he descended the gangway & resolutely entered the customs station. "I am bringing this suitcase of mine in on a citizen's arrest!" he announced dramatically, "It contains heroine!"