FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Stop that. Reverse it. Twelve typos tended, eleven emus emailed, ten typists twerking, nine nuns nagged, eight ears elbowed, seven speeches slurred, six sloths surrendering, five -
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He counted the laundered money, putting it in his suitcase. He was off to the Cayman Islands, to live there pemanently. He and his family boarded the Z-liner, then it took off. -
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onto an albino midget. He was mad; the ensuing round-house kicked to my jejunum made me vomit. My vomit landed on -
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so for heaven's sake, don't say schecklemabobwowa, what ever you do. Don't even sound it out as you read it, lest the ancient curse of Wumba-Wumba poke you in the eyes with a -
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on our feet which of course is the last thing you should do when dancing, (the next to the last thing is to forget to do the head snap thingy when turning) so naturally I tripped