FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10He dressed up as a monk and gave candy to street walkers, then changed his mind about the whole thing once the stock market collapsed and asked for his help. It was Sunday, 3 years
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10It was empty. Until a newspaper swept across it. It was lonely, itself with its bad news curling over the wind. Then a dog with ribs showing crossed. Down the street, baby, down
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11Then Hillary walks in with a whip wearing a leather cat suit & stiletto heals & she's dragging Donald by a dog collar. Then I wake up in a cold sweat. What could it mean, Doc?
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14But I do think that the name Mudd is an important name, I mean it's my name after all. I want so much more than what this little important name gives me. I want to be a
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11urple peephole so he could see the eye. 'Aye, I see!' cried the arms dealer. The heavy door slowly creaked open. I stepped over the threshold into the dimly lit room. Arms galore