FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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eren't turned on by her hair bun, her glasses, her sailor's tongue or her judgmental stance. But when Valetta asked if they'd like another beer with their beer, well, no man could -
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ive with a decidedly aquamarine air waddled up to the foot of the bed. "Just as I suspected. You've been folding in your P.J.s haven't you?" "Why no Mr. Manatee sir", I stammered -
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"in tally olde the champion washed unkempt passion" it was a chant, sermon, ethos, and call to arms, all at the same time. The nuns fell at Jim's feet their faces rapturous, their -
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doctors, in fact, the place looked as if it had been abandoned, with empty wards gathering dust and the only sign of life being the occasional mouldy sandwich. I drew the curtains -
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Turgo Blipsis, the MP's assistant, watched his boss being carried out in restraints. Ever-cautious, Turgo had never mentioned the ghost cats that jumped on his bed or the mist that