FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13The Clufwaang spake,"Snickle, Fagan! Your Gefurtwenger slothes and jangnates in your drivish, hubchungling sot! I am klunked with you--bronisiously!" Fagan turned and queened, his
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11" they moaned ironicly. "Good one." I repled unenthusiastically. "Rude!" said the Mrs, Zombie as they shuffled away. I loooked up and shouted at them, "Hey! Your STENCH is rude!"
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13How could she have known that dinner would be pure poultry in motion? Mrs. Butterworth spent so much time on the bottle, the turkey took her totally by surprise. Her funeral
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10Herman was intoxicated by the lavender smell. He slammed his mandible against it. Wild, purple blotches streaked across his mind. Babbity Bumble Herman the giant bee said, "Josiah
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10ashed in a waning moon's light. "Oh, I forgot to tell you I invited the Moon. She'll be by after she sets." How could God be so thoughtless? "No problem God," I replied.