FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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dally in her back alley like some silly sally snorting tiffy and taffy like cray cray was catching. The nuns were ON THE JOB now. This was their case now. Finding Tally Olde was -
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right, or am I right? Or am I wrong? Or am I left? Ha! Whew, I kill me. It was her impulse purchasing that did us in. I mean, she bought this knife set that cost me and arm & a leg -
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"For the benefit of Mr. Kite, there will be a show tonight..." It made his blood boil. He grabbed the Beatles singing Parrot and put Sqwuakers's head in a vice. He slowly tightened -
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his pocket and pulled out a compact electromagnet. He lay it gently against my stomach and sighed when a jagged shape showed through my abdomen. "She'll die if she doesn't -
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looking at the ceiling. Are you rolling your eyes at us? Not much of a team player, are you." Any response I could think of would get me fired anyway, so I quit that damn job.