FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10This is your brain on foldingstory.
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10By the time the firemen arrived, there was nothing left of the cafe and everyone had fled the scene. Everyone except for one man, who just stood there staring angrily at the ruins.
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13"Well, you said you had one potato, I have eight." She pulls up all eight of her hands revealing 6 more from under her clothes. "Well, this is awkward..." he murmered.
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14her. Not just any man. It was her father. He was waiting for me. He held a shotgun. "Get ready, boy..." He pointed the gun at me while she adjusted her veil. "Uh, sir..." I stammer
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10I'm ungrateful." Scrooge leaned in close. "You know, my relatives stuff birds like you." The Turkey Carcass of Thanksgiving Past trembled, dripping juices. "Those BASTARDS! Let's