FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Mr. Potato emptied the powder into a human skull and added boiling water. "This will complete the ritual," he muttered to himself. However, he hadn't accounted for the eye sockets. -
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And they would have to circumsise me being feasting on my flesh. I was thrust out of the cauldron, my skin visibly bubbling from the water, bent backwards over a rock and held down -
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...and action! Mark worried about motivation as he crunched down on an earwig waving his squeegie at the hobo, who rose from the shallow end blowing water from a snorkel. Cut! -
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" they moaned ironicly. "Good one." I repled unenthusiastically. "Rude!" said the Mrs, Zombie as they shuffled away. I loooked up and shouted at them, "Hey! Your STENCH is rude!" -
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dally in her back alley like some silly sally snorting tiffy and taffy like cray cray was catching. The nuns were ON THE JOB now. This was their case now. Finding Tally Olde was