FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Awakening to the noise of water dripping from the leaking stone ceiling, I observed my present environment. The throbbing pain of a bruise upon my temple disoriented my judgement, -
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did I buy carnivorous goldfish? I could hear them flopping down the hall towards my room. "Hello, 911? Goldy and Mr. Finnegan are trying to eat me. I'm seriou..." *click* -
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I had 8 nipples. This apparently satisfied the Minister of Mammography, who checked me off of his list & hurried off. Now, what to do with all these mewling mammelings... I stuffed -
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"Bismellah! NO! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread!" "Bismellah! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread" Will not give you bread! "Give me bread-ohh-ohh-ohh" "No no -
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spaper clippings were on the coffee table. Elliott thought this was the craziest crime scene ever. The dead gold fish were hung w/satin ribbons like mobiles all over the library.