FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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wingnut shop. Wong's Wingnut Emporium. Madame Wong sighed and returned to reality. She stooped to pick up some trash on the floor. But what's this? A lottery ticket with -
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boomed. For added suspense the guards elongated the chase by running into the woods below full potential speed. In her high heels and dress, Tharg's wife didn't get far. The guards -
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I do not like them, Herman Cain." "Would you like them freshly slain, shedded bare, or with chow mein?" "I would not like snakes in a train. I would not like them freshly slain, -
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" 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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wishing there was some water with all this sand. (I miss surfing.) Some dude called me Muad'Dib or something. Man its hot, diary. Giant worms approaching. This bites. Gotta go.