FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10and nobody noticed until after the encore, when the crowd had left and Spam Baby could be heard cooing playfully behind the curtain. One of the Hornel girls discovered it chewing
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11he found exactly what he was looking for. The name stared back to him from the store across the narrow street. "Olivander's wands," read a creaky sign. He had found it.
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12twisted coils around his feet as he crept out of bed for a midnight snack. The ghostly felines pounced and purred after hovering over a bowl of milk. Turgo took charge
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12Scene 1: The simpleton hobo snorkeled, post-cataclysm, in a franchised RoachMotel pool whilst a crabby, carbuncled & festooned salesman wielding a squeegie devoured a giant earwig.
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10tape ripped off my skull and half my brain fell out and bounced onto the bus seat next to me then into a little old lady's basket on the front of her walker as she was exiting the