FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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33once de Leon Blvd., Miami, FL. [Sharp intake of breath] "That's my old address! What a coincidence, Mr., uh, Bates, is it? [Silence] "Mr. Bates? Was it a showerknife you needed?"
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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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10were more concerned about fining her for the undeclared apple she had in her carry-on. She could hear in the distance the orphans crying that they were being kidnapped, but nobody
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11in blood or what? It's just your soul. Nothing much. No more than 21g of your entire body weight. A negligible little thing for what I offer. Revenge, pure and sweet. Can't ask for
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11felt sad and abused. "They shall never intermarry," he whispered to the rose bushes. "I will see them all hanged before then. He hid his favorite shovel under his pillow that night