FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Pooh, what happened to the loveable Bear of very little brain?" I asked. "I got dumped by the punk kid and decided to grow up myself. Say, You got smack? My honeypots all out." -
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I hung the gew-gaw from my neck, so I would always remember that fatal error. Never again would I know love, or what it feels like to not have killed my own family. I turned to -
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iss. But first I would need to assemble a team capable of pulling off the heist. I knew that Babbica would join me, and with some coercion Jobey and Platt would come along as well. -
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were of 7 words or less, completely unrelated to the previous fold, and offensive. For example, to "Frowning, Sally gently shampooed the furry ball creature with" he would add: -
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Mrs. Butterworth was displayed in a casket on a pedestal behind velvet rope. As people filed past they received a blast of compressed air aimed at their crotch, making them shriek.