FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10The incarnadine wraiths flashed through the twirling swamp-forest, sobbing as they swept up lost children to be brought home as white-eyed slaves of enfeebled, drifting appetites.
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12I cannot speak, for I am a carrot! Scene 6: [A hillside begins moving on its own] CLARA: The hills are alive! [hill chases CLARA] And they're out to get me!
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10delivered cold. She was the conservative type, and she was very perceptive; not to mention easily offended. I suspected that under that prim-and-proper exterior, though, lie a
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11to set before the gods. I put it on my silver platter and raced up to Valhalla, where Odin and the gang were throwing a party to welcome the newly slain. When they saw my esoteric
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11door salesman he never had much luck trying to sell doors to people who obviously already had them. The logic was lost on him, but he sold enough to pay half the rent on a