FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Waynar. Our cover was that he choked on a grape, but Frank and I knew the gristly truth. Still, we were in a bit of a pickle since the Weinermobile was the only place that we could -
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Damned fool, doesn't he know that being sloshily and sloppily drunk is the very essence of cartography? Damned fool! Cretan! Why the greatest explorers were drunks, how else -
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"I was 25 years old when I died for the first time" - he thought, looking through the glass. "And yet, I remember every detail - as it was yesterday". The red wine really got him -
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began to debone the fish. The other train passengers immediately moved to other cars. Tork had been on the run for weeks and even for a madman, he looked like a lunatic. A metallic
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"Bismellah! NO! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread!" "Bismellah! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread" Will not give you bread! "Give me bread-ohh-ohh-ohh" "No no