FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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The light was orange, he reached for the door hinge. He leapt with a poor twinge. His hair was now more fringed. He made it out except for a singe. The Endge -
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He wondered if a hit of acid would silence that faint voice. He ate the sugar cube. His fold went all oogly-woogly and the faint voice became a shrieking raptor. It said, "Write -
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a monster turgid stoat that he laid on the table as payment. Nobody moved. Cruella was the first to recover. She said "Ol' Possum! Get that -
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I live in fear at Starbucks. I am a Barrista of misery, for I suffer from alien hand syndrome.
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Officer O'Malley glanced at the photos with a grim,and Valetta flinched.The cops noticed the tension and gave them some space,but kept their ears open for the possible juicy parts.