FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Wilfred Brimley scowled at the children at the table. "Eat your Goddam oatmeal!" he spat, spraying bits of Jimmie Dean sausage & scrambled egg across the table into their terrified -
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of the other customers moved quietly out the door as the cashier's eyes began to cast an other-worldy glow. A snap was heard, followed by a lightening bolt and the rude customer -
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and resembled wings. The feathers were leathery though, more reptilian than birdlike. Ariel wrapped his arms about me, whirled us around, and stirred up dust. I inhaled and saw -
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shattered beneath the roast. The butcher and his wife knew that Jorge would sometimes drive problematic demons into bad meat as a kindness, but this had been a prime cut and now it -
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after some tiresome false modesty and further self-mythologization, eventually admits to trying to keep the story going, but not as well as StoryFascist or this next folder, who