FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Bah humbug." Scrooge said. Thanksgiving was a sham. He threw turkey at townspeople and went home smiling. That evening, he was visited by three birdbrained ghosts. Chains rattled -
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He had successfully digested another clue! Det. Manatee now knew the identity of the killer. It was none other than Horace the Beaver, who -
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Line 2, satisfied with the ending, packed its bags and went on a vacation to Tahiti. Lines 3 was miffed that it now had to start the rest of the story. And so, in a small house, -
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I'd given everything I owned to the Sisters of Glory. I called. "No can do, mate," a sister snapped, "terms and conditions apply." Get in line with the rest of the destitute. I -
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es of sweat and tears. "What do you mean 'no caffeine'?" A mob of irate customers torched the cafe. Herbal scented smoke and fire enveloped it, leaving behind singed tea bags.