FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10. A young Tibitian looked at the silver tea pot and saw his reflection distorted. The kettle whistled and he hastily prepared oolong for the Dalai Lama. Elsewhere, a man dreamed.
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11Nut sculpture of the Battle of 1812. His only accomplishment in life, a blue ribbon at the 4H fair of 1972 was now in the fat paunch of that grey squirrel sagging into the sofa
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10quivering enticingly. It was coagulated blood from his last crime. Det. Manatee watched as the devious Mystery Suspect wrote a recipe for blood sausage on the confession sheet.
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12"It matters not," muttered Dr. Kinsey. "Regardless of their orientation, bananas remain nature's ultimate phallic symbol, violating all of its eaters and
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10kitchen with a disdainful look on her face. Really? And how exactly did you come to find my cold cream glazed across your doughnuts? You know that I abstain from any such