FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Detective Manatee was hovering right outside, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Hmmm," he mused. "I wonder if..." He took a few more notes & swam off...to confront the killer. -
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was prancing around, pitchfork in one shank, seeking out sinners! The butcher & his wife screamed at the sight of their succulent dinner searching for fresh meat itself. They leapt -
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started moving like a biological radar. Like she was scanning me. Then, the Ant Queen started to speak. "Human, do you come here in peace?" Or - like your ancestors did many years -
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right, or am I right? Or am I wrong? Or am I left? Ha! Whew, I kill me. It was her impulse purchasing that did us in. I mean, she bought this knife set that cost me and arm & a leg -
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my existence at all. Maybe all of this was real life and my boring drone of a life was just a series of consecutive fantasies. So I took another, and another, and another...