FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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All three of us crowded around the Ouija Board. The second, excited, asked "Hey, does using this make us necromancers?" "Nay, 'tis but marked plastic." Noted the fourth. -
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nished with a fleeting modicum of enjoyment before my tentacular acquaintance squeaked the final invocation that would collapse all existence. I mustered my sympathy and said, -
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matriculating up the aevinista. Fagan was genuinely beangrafting now, his eyes winkly with fear. The mob shouted "Woolreacher! The cherlust must be brought to chustice!" Fagan spun -
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"GOLEM SMASH!" and proceeded to attempt to smash everything in sight. Naturally the Play Doh hadn't dried and the Play Doh Clone ended up smooshing himself into an unrecognizable -
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George found a stocking full of glue and chunks of horse meat. He smiled ad raised his arms skyward "Bless you, Christmas Horse!"