FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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said "Oi, what do you think you are doing?" He choked on his taco. "I'm providing a bed to the homeless officer, is there a problem?" Yeah, you forgot a pillow" -
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My puppet master yanked my strings to and fro. One moment he or she, I think I prefer a she, has plopped me on the divan watching hours and hours of Antique Roadshow and the next I -
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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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if he forgot his pop-gun. He claimed to not know what I was talking about, but that the bag of Cheetos was his. "Hand it over and nobody gets hurt." "Easy there, Pilgrim."
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nished with a fleeting modicum of enjoyment before my tentacular acquaintance squeaked the final invocation that would collapse all existence. I mustered my sympathy and said,