FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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15my 12 year old moped. After all, I just had the headlight adjusted. What is this world coming to? I can't even have
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11"What's that got to do with anything?" I wailed. I shook my head in resignation, shuffling slowly down Nowhere Lane, dragging my feet due to the enormous weight of the golden boots
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11was postponed due to rain predicted that Saturday. Godzilla and Lobsterman caught up on sleep while they revamped their invasion attempts.
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10my larynx was impaled by a pitchfork, so it came out, "Ngggghh, ngggsshh!" Of course, they couldn't stop me. Gory gobs of blood-n-stuff dribbled down my shirt. The hillbillies
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11"That I'm rich! Uh, I mean... nothing." Doc recorded me repeating all my dreams, and excused himself. I overheard him call a smut publishing firm. Big sums were bandied about. Hey!