FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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you write your confession on this paper. Neatness counts!" Mystery Suspect snatched the confession sheet from Manatee's flippers and wrote furiously, eyeing the pudding, which was -
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-ached the ground. I sent a beacon out to the blancmange planet to send more flan to earth, but they wired back that they had become a celestial frogurt stand. It finally dawned on
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Madge understood alright...understood that Mr. Butterworth was freakin' out of his freakin' mind if he thought she'd really do that. She nodded anyway. "Sure!" Then Madge stuffed a -
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The light was orange, he reached for the door hinge. He leapt with a poor twinge. His hair was now more fringed. He made it out except for a singe. The Endge -
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He started by dipping his toe in Romance. The water he dipped his toe in was warm like a woman's embrace. He savored the sensation. He might be virile and handsome but he needed a