FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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. This was a thriving metropolis until the Hippo Stampede of '01. You could still see bite marks in an abandoned Pontiac Aztec, where the rebellion had begun. A hippo was gipped on -
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but the wood-gnome didn't know the way to my remote cabin. So we ditched him and I lead the way through the woods. Suddenly our grocery cart revaporized before us and -
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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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They trotted to the back of the building. "Same with this one," concluded Mort, after a bout of shoving against the portal failed to budge it. "Alright, bring out the RPG-7!" -
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no no no no no" "Oh semolina semolina" "semolina pizza dough. Spin 'round the dough, make it into pizza pie for me, for me, for me" "So you think you can bake me and make me a pie?