FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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stamps. The invitations were sent out & dog connoisseurs from the neighborhood arrived & fastened napkins to their necks. They all attributed Salazar's deliciousness to the sauce. -
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"Why yes, I suppose you are right," he replied, suddenly feeling sheepish about serving her the next course, which was tripe. She was a picky eater, but he was in love. -
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quivering enticingly. It was coagulated blood from his last crime. Det. Manatee watched as the devious Mystery Suspect wrote a recipe for blood sausage on the confession sheet. -
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hot and heavy. The smoke pour out of that oven made the who room smell like heaven. It was so good that Mrs. Butterworth died of Turkey scent overload. -
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time went all slow-mo and Dame May Whitty caught me as I fell. "Never mind about shaken or stirred, dear," she advised before humming a tune into my ear. She vanished as I re