FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I'm not paranoid! I'm not paranoid! [curtain] Scene 7: [CLARA sprawled onstage, moaning] BUSTER: Well, what's this? Are those tire marks? [hill giggles] -
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please her showed what an all round good guy he was. But Kim wanted more: new curtains. Hiis cash was all going on steak tartare to keep his strength up for the prodigious bouts of -
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marveled at its beauty. In the end, it was a well-crafted craft, and it sailed, silent but deadly, to its intended target. No one else saw it coming. But that is another story. -
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The loose end of the cotton bud slowly worked its way around the ear canal. Sound waves bounced every direction but failed to penetrate the tiny bit of cotton fluff blocking the en -
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if he forgot his pop-gun. He claimed to not know what I was talking about, but that the bag of Cheetos was his. "Hand it over and nobody gets hurt." "Easy there, Pilgrim."