FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10the narrow passage on the ceiling, trying to escape. The female zombies bellowed beneath him as he crawled towards freedom, until he felt a bony hand grasp his boot
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10"Frank Junior, long time no see!" Beth gushed. Frank tried to cover up one neck bolt with a hand but it wasn't very subtle. Beth just kept rambling on as Frank spilled the punch.
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11with sequins. Glitter bomb the Chopper and his stupid rambo-esque name! Rambo. Now there was a man who could appreciate the finer things the jungle has to offer. Like glitter.
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14I believed her. It didn't calm my qualms. Although not related to me, I called Regina & Delores Mudd. They were the bass player for the periwinkle ramona. "I'm a Mudd. What does it
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13Any questions? [Pause] Because if you have any questions, turn them into statements, and put them in the next fold. This will reveal something about your brain.