FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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roscope, Dr. Destructo tapped on his shoulder. "Mike," he said with a sympathetic sigh, "disco is long dead. And you're in the lab..." The realization that it was no longer 1977 -
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rty next minutes. The sparkling water flushed out of the WC & soaked his legs. They became smoother & chubbier... younger. Had Spencer found the lost fountain of youth? -
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It sat at the door and its big flabby form obstructed all who wished to enter. "Urghh ummff. Something seems to be blocking the door. Let's try around back." said Mort -
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confused, talking voles? Mute clairvoyants? Silent tears? Then I understood:This world with its golden spotlight & starstreaked midnight curtain is a stage, and we are the players.
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"Come into my parlor. I'll make us some killer French fries," she said as he suddenly realized he was stuck, caught. "I...um..am I already in your 'parlor'?" he asked Spiderwoman.