FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Too much thinking." Winston hastily poured water from a house plant down Doris ear canal. "Mjsjhfu! Mjs... Marsupials! What's up with that?" Hardly a puff of smoke from Doris now.
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12I will say the very meaning of life. I will discuss the very reason why we are here, and what we're doing and why we're doing it. I will put all this responsibility on the next guy
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10. This was a thriving metropolis until the Hippo Stampede of '01. You could still see bite marks in an abandoned Pontiac Aztec, where the rebellion had begun. A hippo was gipped on
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14I lay there, wondering if I'd broken some FoldingStory law. Would there be repercussions to my unconventional start? I was still awake when I heard a knock on my door. "OPEN UP!
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10and 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.