FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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not allowed to hang out with you anymore. "So?" I asked angrily, forcing all 9 of them to look me in the eye. "So" Lola snapped, "we're not going to either!" "What?" I was hurt and -
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the game. "Balls are so re-tarred. And any fan knows that balls get a mud bath and massage beforehand." I wondered why the ball was all up in my face. Suddenly it hit me. -
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"To one half-cup whiskey add three drams elderberry tincture. Stir widdershins by the light of a harvest moon. Pour over glacial snow in a cup carved by no man's hand." -
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dered quariously, chowning three deedle-dees in the piehole. The mob peeted Fagan over & over, until he grumlopped into the sadd. Hoomla! Then, just before Fagan dumpled, a zenitar -
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It was a dark and stormy night, and the biggest and fastest spaceship in the world was being overrun by chickens.