FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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his pocket and pulled out a compact electromagnet. He lay it gently against my stomach and sighed when a jagged shape showed through my abdomen. "She'll die if she doesn't -
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The warlock chewed on his no. 2 pencil. "Lead is to Gold as Mercury is to..." The witchcraft SAT had him stumped, if only he hadn't caroused with those Scottish coven last night. -
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Montezuma's Revenge (as soon as it's cleared up) by smiting every Jedi chef in the galaxy. Instead, he thanks his gods for Intergallactic Pepto Bismol and falls asleep on the sofa. -
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obvious attempt to control me by having me answer. So I just stared at myself. I won't even nod. That would be an answer. "Now who's in control?" Again with the questions! How -
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I submit to you!" The two eldrich abominations got ready to fight, but then C'thulu came by. "Stop fighting." He said. "But Fagan pinched me!" Clfwaang said, pointing.