FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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that the demigod was tightly compressed into nutrition for horses, I lit up a smoke and sat back, ignoring the demigod's vague wails of "My butt! It hurts!" The Celestial Combine -
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Most of the shoppers had pepper spray as well. Some lady with her bottom bulging out of her stretch pants fired white phosphorous from a bazooka. The shoppers trampled the Occupy -
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. A young Tibitian looked at the silver tea pot and saw his reflection distorted. The kettle whistled and he hastily prepared oolong for the Dalai Lama. Elsewhere, a man dreamed. -
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tapping from the outside of the hull. We were in deep space, what could be out there? I peered into the void at a spacesuit. The visor depolarized and I so my own face, frightened.
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had turned into an unnaturally straight tunnel of doom, but my mind was now scrambled and I doubted my every step. The many-forked Minotaur backed away mockingly. My salad fork