FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12off his hand rolled cigarette. "You do look mellow, or something," I said. Eeyore wore a beret & rectangular sunglasses, and had a goatee. He was even walking on his hind legs.
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10about three seconds before it happened, which somehow was enough time for the past year and a half to play back in my mind, emphasizing every mistake I made, before I began flying
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10that being button holed by Jen & pressed firmly against her breast every day was the life he'd always dreamed of, but one day when Jen had eaten a big meal he popped off her blouse
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11The air of desperation was palpable. Within seconds I was surrounded by the undead denizens of the morgue and within minutes my datebook was filled with engagements until next May.
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10from the discarded balance sheets of the failed banks. The dawn gongs of the financial apocalypse rang without remorse, like sonic battering rams, and the Emanator chortled as