FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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(who's unemployed) What's that? As Vagabond looks L, Man steals his rucksack, runs off stage R. VAGABOND: (sobbing) Woe is me! Scene 5: [Large carrot descends from rafters] CARROT: -
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Wait a minute. That's not vanilla icing. Rachel had been at my donuts again; I could tell. "Rachel, I found your cold cream!" I yelled upstairs. Mrs. Huxtable sauntered into the -
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all the synaptic connections in my(our) brain are perfectly parallel. Long elegant, straight, strands of neurons all flowing in the same way. My(our) brain can now understand -
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to check on the treasure map. As I'd feared, Blackbeard Jr. had caked it in drool, fingerpaint, and... was that a booger? But beyond my cabin's doors, a crew yearned for direction. -
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the sinister busboy, who also happened to be his half-brother. Of course, his wealthy father had kept his half-brother a secret from the world, because it would ruin his