FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13door. It creaked open & a wizened, beak nose face appeared. "A pox on ye! Scurvy and rickets to boot! And may the bottle take your father!" The door slowly closed on the carolers.
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10Mr. Potato emptied the powder into a human skull and added boiling water. "This will complete the ritual," he muttered to himself. However, he hadn't accounted for the eye sockets.
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12And the next guy and the next one after that. We can't move on in strength if we don't help each other carry the burden of this story. Remember, the city is no longer what it was.
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12heavy with feeling. "Ummm... I walked here tbh," I replied. So we set off together to my remote cabin, a 7 mile hike over rough ground. He started wheezing as my grocery cart skitt
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18pulsing hole with his hands. Sarah Jane blushed as well, to see him all imploded & docile. Tenderly now, she removed his hands from the hole &, weeping, kissed all around it until