FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13by the stuffy government, inadvertently awakening some long forgotten instinct to groom with naught but saliva and a prehensile tongue.
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11To the weather vane to act as a conduit burnt offering. Blood given, blood owed: that was the covenant. The iron vane burned Turgo's face where it touched him. His eyes were wild.
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10I triple dog dare you! The last time I heard those words were last week, when Luther dared me to eat that whole container of low-fat buttery spread. At first, it was
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32showerknife!" [Gasps] "Guaranteed to kill mom dead or your money back!" [Thunderous applause] [Telephone dialing] "Hi, I'd like to order a showerknife." [Pause] "Norm Bates. 5239 P
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10How could I have forgotten that hotel room full of smoke? Lana'd gotten a bag of loose cigarettes and over the two weeks, the room took on hazy strata. I'd count the layers and