FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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of that whole Middle Earth fiasco. Plus there was the height disparity. At first the human-elf rivalry at the North Pole was the typical juvenile hijinks, but when Papa Elf took a -
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Wait a minute. That's not vanilla icing. Rachel had been at my donuts again; I could tell. "Rachel, I found your cold cream!" I yelled upstairs. Mrs. Huxtable sauntered into the -
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a small thread to the plot. He reached in and unraveled it. He suddenly came to his senses and realized he was 40 stories up and one of the suction-cups was giving away. (eep) -
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it carphaunked into a brustein welpschorse. Sill glomping, Fagan jumished Morose and intartly pinkled the schrinken humbie. Townspeople kenvugged as Fagan's welpschorse schememed -
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his pocket and pulled out a compact electromagnet. He lay it gently against my stomach and sighed when a jagged shape showed through my abdomen. "She'll die if she doesn't