FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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And they would have to circumsise me being feasting on my flesh. I was thrust out of the cauldron, my skin visibly bubbling from the water, bent backwards over a rock and held down -
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. He raised a hand to the welt in astonishment. He pointed behind me. I followed his finger. He tapped my shoulder. I put my palm to my nose bridge avoiding his 3 stooges eye poke. -
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select Michelin starred restaurants in disputed border territiories of Europe like Catalonia or the Balkans. When I regurgitated my Oeufs a la Bonne Femme onto her lap, Dame Whitty -
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suspicious, then ran out of the bank and down the street to the park, where she disappeared into a crowd of people who all wore parkas and sunglasses. The bank cop that followed -
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Just a few gulps of pink paint, and an hour or so with the belt sander took care of those little details. Frankie assessed himself in the mirror. Not bad for a monster! The reunion