FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11Puzzled, I scratched my groin in dismay. This discrepancy I discovered in the Mayan calendar meant that my calculations for the apocalypse were way off. "Holy Schnikes!" I thought.
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12matriculating up the aevinista. Fagan was genuinely beangrafting now, his eyes winkly with fear. The mob shouted "Woolreacher! The cherlust must be brought to chustice!" Fagan spun
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10amazed, frankly, that the zombie bluesman still had the brains to remember the words. I stopped running from the horde long enough to watch him play a tune on the guitar.
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10Herman was intoxicated by the lavender smell. He slammed his mandible against it. Wild, purple blotches streaked across his mind. Babbity Bumble Herman the giant bee said, "Josiah
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12Hello Foldingstory reader! I m a Prince who one the lotterie at my home country in Nigeria! Howevr, do two my prestiege I m not abel too get my winnings out of country. You! may be