FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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began to debone the fish. The other train passengers immediately moved to other cars. Tork had been on the run for weeks and even for a madman, he looked like a lunatic. A metallic -
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sweetly whisper government secrets. From behind cold, dead eyes I heard of alien abductions, and spies shot in exotic locations. Elmo was my ticket to someplace else, someplace w -
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is and I, frankly speaking, reveled in it. There is nothing more heady that the scent of sweaty unwashed bodies moving in unison to Pink Floyd,who were stockholders in Hemp Panties -
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"I love that colour you're wearing, though." I whispered. Even as a middle-aged Squidman I could appreciate tasteful colour-matching when I saw it. "What is it, electric yellow?" -
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and fired wildly and without restraint. The neurons had slept too long, and this fold was just in the wrong place at the right time. Peter's ennui was blasted from the page