FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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The shrincken humbie squalled and caterpunked festily. Fagan glomped inwardly & offed his festerbound handy. Thoroughly tanked, Morose teedled & blowdied Fagan's trestlt until -
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Satan Claus soon would be there. The orphans were huddled for warmth in their beds, while visions of maniacs danced in their heads. And Mummy in her tatters, and I in my hood, had -
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Stop that. Reverse it. Twelve typos tended, eleven emus emailed, ten typists twerking, nine nuns nagged, eight ears elbowed, seven speeches slurred, six sloths surrendering, five -
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"So," I said to my date over dinner, "tell my your opinion on betrayal." She dropped the spoon into her soup. "Ha! Who are you working for? Russia? Korea? Not the French, surely? -
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nd smiled. He gave coy smile, "The train's Oslo but, we have to unpack the dead weight," he pointed to JMan. Det winked, "Got ya but he's my key witness. So out the window you go!"