FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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37[Ominous brass] [Clashing, discordant cymbals]
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12Such adulation for Andy's alliteration was alien. Attendees aimed Androids at his aura for optimal snaps. He continued, "Hemorrhage, Hemophilia, Hem, Hippopotamus, Hound, Hilario
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11what I tasted like. Now I could find out without having to chop off and cook one of my appendages. I longingly gazed at my clone with my mouth watering. NO! My clone was for
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14n-stained Cheetos-orange fingers protruding like tens of points of bright light in the night's approach. I refused to die. By will alone I raised up, grasped a pilgrim and asked
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10EZ-Bake Oven, I could turn all this flying batter into tasty treats that the whole family would enjoy!" Sadly, Jane, in her demented state, had forgotten that the domestic toy she