FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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dered quariously, chowning three deedle-dees in the piehole. The mob peeted Fagan over & over, until he grumlopped into the sadd. Hoomla! Then, just before Fagan dumpled, a zenitar -
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Awakening to the noise of water dripping from the leaking stone ceiling, I observed my present environment. The throbbing pain of a bruise upon my temple disoriented my judgement, -
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were also from the never were, in that they never were, which means they could not have ever been from the never were, which was never the point. So anyway, a Hippo swallowed me. -
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Because I could only believe myself as far as I could throw me I decided to hire a private investigator to tail me and see who I met with when I was busy doing other things. I was -
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. It just so happened that we were eating pudding right then and there. And my slice wobbled, just like Uncle Hugo's belly. Uncle Hugo was in my pudding! I had to get him out!