FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.

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  l thief! I picked the crimson facet off the oven's basting pan. Was it the stolen Carmen Lúcia? I held it to the light to examined it with my loupe & whistled. Then Aunt Gracy ente

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  SlimWhitman

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  2014-05-14 20:42:34

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  To 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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  LordVacuity

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  2017-09-19 03:56:37

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  is not tolerated in this folding story. Anyway, Dr. Pheelguddenheistmeistersteinenburger's German Shepherd Adalwolfa Brunhilda (formally a police dog) started barking at Von W. III

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  sundancer

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  2012-02-22 05:05:52

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  Mrs. Butterworth was displayed in a casket on a pedestal behind velvet rope. As people filed past they received a blast of compressed air aimed at their crotch, making them shriek.

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  Gibber

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  2017-06-25 05:43:50

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  At way. Expect the unexpected, this was my motto. Battish had an interesting alphabet and punctuation. Plus accent marks similar to Vietnamese. I had a notebook ready to practise.

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  Dhanithecat

  Folded

  2016-09-27 23:07:46