FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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, although achieving multiple stories was entirely possible, at least for the females in the Sole FoldingStory Cult. They sought one single story, an epic tale with a classic theme -
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reaching out to me, fingers extended, imploring... I eyed the wide variety of arms. Long & skinny, muscular, some tattooed, others dimpled & rosy. The arms dealer blinked & asked
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& snorted haughtily, "Ya didn't think Kermit was my first amphibian, did ya? Moi have had numerous hops in the swamp, if you get my drift." I smiled at the mega-sow & thanked my -
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the game. "Balls are so re-tarred. And any fan knows that balls get a mud bath and massage beforehand." I wondered why the ball was all up in my face. Suddenly it hit me. -
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unconscious body. I pretended to look at my list ignoring the stares of the other shoppers. The PA crackled, "Attention customers: Clean up in aisle 11 due to doofus. Sorry for