FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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not allowed to hang out with you anymore. "So?" I asked angrily, forcing all 9 of them to look me in the eye. "So" Lola snapped, "we're not going to either!" "What?" I was hurt and -
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had addled his mind. A common side effect of time travel. He spun the dial on his machine in a final desperate attempt to return to the present. He closed his eyes and hoped. -
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said, with a strange sudden pair of speaking lips. Everyone gasped. "Aw dont be so shocked, that elbows just sayn wut we're all thinking!" ...said his neck. Thus began the horror. -
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booze + a wedding ring, which I realize now was probably the worst way to score. Apparently when it goes that far, girls want something called "commitment" which I always thought -
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rty next minutes. The sparkling water flushed out of the WC & soaked his legs. They became smoother & chubbier... younger. Had Spencer found the lost fountain of youth?