FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12And the next guy and the next one after that. We can't move on in strength if we don't help each other carry the burden of this story. Remember, the city is no longer what it was.
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11To the weather vane to act as a conduit burnt offering. Blood given, blood owed: that was the covenant. The iron vane burned Turgo's face where it touched him. His eyes were wild.
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13His life was a simmering stew of chainsaws, beef jerky and wrong answers. That's why he was so happy when
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14n-stained Cheetos-orange fingers protruding like tens of points of bright light in the night's approach. I refused to die. By will alone I raised up, grasped a pilgrim and asked
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10Deutsche Marks. What the entrants failed to realize is that the Mark is a defunct currency and not even accepted as an exchangeable currency. They all got gypped. The end.