FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11Tong tottered on high heels, accompanied by peels, of laughter from his heartless boss. But under his frock, he furtively cocked, the trigger of his Colt 45
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12He wondered if a hit of acid would silence that faint voice. He ate the sugar cube. His fold went all oogly-woogly and the faint voice became a shrieking raptor. It said, "Write
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15. It just so happened that we were eating pudding right then and there. And my slice wobbled, just like Uncle Hugo's belly. Uncle Hugo was in my pudding! I had to get him out!
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11in a cedar bowl with "wild caught" salmon chili flakes and pink salt crumbs. This was the most esoteric snack ever created. All food talk would be trumped by my creation.
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13his future as a superstar Folder seemed to dwindle with every passing second. "You can still finish this, just concentrate!" a faint voice in his epilepsy-wracked brain told him.