FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Please state the nature of the medical emergency." -
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yoe yoe yoe. Hang on. Who's that? Let me take sniff. Hey hey, wait, your a dog, I'm a human, this is NOT RIGHT." I threw off the V-R helmet, stood, and glared at the proprietor. -
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it carphaunked into a brustein welpschorse. Sill glomping, Fagan jumished Morose and intartly pinkled the schrinken humbie. Townspeople kenvugged as Fagan's welpschorse schememed -
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It was empty. Until a newspaper swept across it. It was lonely, itself with its bad news curling over the wind. Then a dog with ribs showing crossed. Down the street, baby, down -
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Was attended by Tom and his family. They roasted Mrs. Butterworth, dressed her in organic stuffing and homemade gravy. The feast was on February 19th. Everyone was invited.