FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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her. 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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monkey, - Spank your knife, - Instigate yesterday, - Forget the Navy, - Live for the Alamo, - Call organic, -Turn your head & laugh, -Cough like no one's watching, -Dance till the -
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i will have to find wife #13, a demonic behemoth who will ultimately bring an end to the cycle by consuming the blood in my body up tothe last drip.Only then will my wifes be free. -
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I had a lot to think about. I shouldn't have left Cheyenne, I decided, pushing the shells around thoughtfully. I realized I had subconsciously spelled out a message in the sand:
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("Damn! That's some good writing there!" I said to myself.) The cries of the lost children blended with the wind, lost on the ears of the swamp-forest hunters, who searched in vain