FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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delivered cold. She was the conservative type, and she was very perceptive; not to mention easily offended. I suspected that under that prim-and-proper exterior, though, lie a -
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his side dish. We were Frank & Cole. We came out strong, me with my sour disposition and Frank with his meaty kielbasa attitude. Ironically we did kill the CEO, a Mr. Oscar Meier -
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a nor'wester blowin a rum looking packet my way. It had a superstructure enclosing the decks, apparently as defense against Giant Middle Aged Squid Men like me. I ripped the flimsy -
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her new horned rhino body? The last of the lawn was munched to the dirt. Jenny was now too much to bare. I had to let her go. "Go be what you see yourself as. Go be free." As she -
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him again, what with all that had transpired. But literally seconds later, his head popped back up & he was holding an armful of Chips Ahoy cookies "For everyone!" he shouted. YAY!