FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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my lost diamond encrusted toilet plunger. I had the Manatee P.I. searching the entire Bay of Biscay for it after it got sucked through my toilet after I laid an especially large -
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not allowed to hang out with you anymore. "So?" I asked angrily, forcing all 9 of them to look me in the eye. "So" Lola snapped, "we're not going to either!" "What?" I was hurt and -
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Alex Trebek was scaring me. "P-please, Alex, let me go." He replied, "Never underestimate the influence the collapse of this wall had on the origins of your death." The bricks fell -
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the concrete under my prison slippers, snuggling under the thin cotton blanket on my lumpy mattress, and hearing my number at roll call. I would be home again. -
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showers. I never should have joined the Herbert West High soccer team. I'd heard that bullying was rampant among the undead, but I hadn't been prepared for their unyielding cruelty