FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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First I jumped for Joy, and then I fell for her... fell hard. Joy again extended her hand to me and I gratefully pulled myself back up. Joy, to the world, was just another student -
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The warlock chewed on his no. 2 pencil. "Lead is to Gold as Mercury is to..." The witchcraft SAT had him stumped, if only he hadn't caroused with those Scottish coven last night. -
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and mooed loudly. "My apologies, ma'am," I said, stepping out of the queue. I didn't have time to wait for the cows to manoeuvre themselves into the tiny bathroom. I squatted down -
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Solution? Make Porky Pig sausages. He'll have a harder time glaring at you when he's reduced to several juicy rashers of bacon. The only thing that makes it better is -
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from 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