FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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s & pinched her belly rolls. "Hey, cut that out. Don't treat me like some piece of meat.. you skinny rake you!" Shall laughed like an earthquake & grabbed him with her great pudgy -
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as it took a sip of wine chased with cyanide. "The ocean…" It choked on the phrase left unsaid, its tiny fins grabbing the gun for a final shooting spree. Silver bullets pierced my -
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what I tasted like. Now I could find out without having to chop off and cook one of my appendages. I longingly gazed at my clone with my mouth watering. NO! My clone was for -
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[Cat Screech][Feet stumbling down stairs][Wilhelm Scream][Car crash][Hubcap settling][Glass ping] -
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Spacey LaFete lived in a Quonset hut down at the southern end of Turkey Creek, a place where the Wallahatchi once roamed...where now there are trailers filled with Rednecks.