FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10my larynx was impaled by a pitchfork, so it came out, "Ngggghh, ngggsshh!" Of course, they couldn't stop me. Gory gobs of blood-n-stuff dribbled down my shirt. The hillbillies
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10"If you let me go free," said the Christmas Horse, "I will grant you a stocking full of wonder." So George let the horse go (even though he looked delicious) and the very next day
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11Godzilla woke up first, rolled Lobsterman over in bed and suggested, in a sleepy yet tender voice, that they approach Tokyo from the east this time. All the weapons would be
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11shoulders, followed by a cacophonous din as the cans rolled across the floor banging into the shelves across the aisle. I mumbled and apology then pushed my cart past his
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13But then I started thinking about my 1972 Impala. If I destroyed the future, I'd never get to drive it again! I threw down my utensils. We'd have to take our chances with the ants.