FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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walked right up to him, ripping an arm off one of the bodies in my cart as an intimidation weapon. "Just what do you think you're doing here?" I growled. Unfazed, he -
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What's your mighty, what's the party, go to go to Matty Lottie but you gatti gatti patty patty patty patty patty -
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as it took a sip of wine chased with cyanide. "The ocean…" It choked on the phrase left unsaid, its tiny fins grabbing the gun for a final shooting spree. Silver bullets pierced my -
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Daisy walked away and Donald caught up with her. He repeated his suggestion in sign language with the few signs he knew. Then she slapped him across the face. He was left wondering -
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yoe yoe yoe. Hang on. Who's that? Let me take sniff. Hey hey, wait, your a dog, I'm a human, this is NOT RIGHT." I threw off the V-R helmet, stood, and glared at the proprietor.