FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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as big as a Clufwaang soared over him, accompanied by the sound of a thousand grieving angels. Fagan knew that this meant it was time, time for it all to end. What hope was left? -
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jasmine honey, 2 qts. Guiness froth, 2 poached turtle eggs, 4 figs halved, 6 asparagus spears, 2 vanilla pods soaked in rum, 1 pt. melted chocolate & a 2nd libidinous woman tossed -
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blow out the candles!" The judge gaped in awe at the surprise birthday party thrown in his honor at the height of a murder trial. "For he's a judgy good fel-low..." sang the jury. -
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" they moaned ironicly. "Good one." I repled unenthusiastically. "Rude!" said the Mrs, Zombie as they shuffled away. I loooked up and shouted at them, "Hey! Your STENCH is rude!" -
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had addled his mind. A common side effect of time travel. He spun the dial on his machine in a final desperate attempt to return to the present. He closed his eyes and hoped.