FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out -
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were more concerned about fining her for the undeclared apple she had in her carry-on. She could hear in the distance the orphans crying that they were being kidnapped, but nobody -
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Their cloying attentions refined me in a lapidary way until at last I said, "Yes, but we must all be intermarried." But at their rickety wooden mansion, the garden boy -
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[Dramatic pause] "How about we find out?" [sound of chainsaw, scream, then queue washing machine] "Looks like it does! Hey, I think this design's a winner!" [roll credits] -
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Unfortunately the oil disguised the natural scent of her mate. She identified him as a foe & shot off a couple of arms which fatally pierced his mantle. He died in a puddle of ink.