FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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 -
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Wilfred Brimley scowled at the children at the table. "Eat your Goddam oatmeal!" he spat, spraying bits of Jimmie Dean sausage & scrambled egg across the table into their terrified -
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bottle flies, dung beetles, & Mr.Needlepoop. He's been seen skulking around the Grand Cacas looking for coprolite trophies. You don't want your dookie in a Faecalia Museum do you? -
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For true vampires knew that they were as weak as children when under the scorching glare of the day's sun. Why, with his traits, Edward Cullen ought to have been a Barian instead! -
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amazed, frankly, that the zombie bluesman still had the brains to remember the words. I stopped running from the horde long enough to watch him play a tune on the guitar.