FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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would support him. My client requested bergamot but all I had was patchouli. As I drizzled Squidman in essential oil, his wife slithered in and sniffed the air. -
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and firmly remove it. Then it began to tickle him under the arch of his foot, his only ticklish spot. He decided, zombie or not, this was the women he'd been looking for. -
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were more concerned about fining her for the undeclared apple she had in her carry-on. She could hear in the distance the orphans crying that they were being kidnapped, but nobody -
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reached down and held the gold rose in the palm of his hand, the train hit him full force at 160 Kilometers per hour...and there was silence...and time took hold of him and sent -
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fuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfu! Mjsjshfu! Mjshmsjmsjmssh!" black smoke began to curl out of her ears & Doris collapsed on the bed. Winston checked her pulse."Uh oh.