FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11bedside table, damaging it almost beyond repair. Atlas took a moment and then set to work, repairing it. The boulder really did do a number on it. He lost
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12about grinding up that delicious pill and sprinkling it onto some bacon pancakes with extra butter. Oxycontin added a little acidity, a lot of mellow and only a pinch of murder
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14So I did...& awoke to more screaming. OMG! I stabbed GARY for REAL while I was sleep jaywalking! I smacked my forehead. "IDIOT!!" I said to myself. A cat meowed in the distance.
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10"Alright, it's all up to me," I told me. "Gotta use your instincts. Never give up." The door was closed, and the carnivorous goldfish were now flopping into it. Then silence.
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11Puzzled, I scratched my groin in dismay. This discrepancy I discovered in the Mayan calendar meant that my calculations for the apocalypse were way off. "Holy Schnikes!" I thought.