FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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We decided to hide the explosives in our hair. Ronna has an 80s style perm and Dick has a rainbow mohawk, so it won't be conspicuous at all. My job was to disable the cameras. -
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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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twisted coils around his feet as he crept out of bed for a midnight snack. The ghostly felines pounced and purred after hovering over a bowl of milk. Turgo took charge -
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his dog, a precise 12.87 cm behind him. Truth be told, it kinda freaked him out. He considered leaping over the Smith fence and losing them, but he'd never had a tail before & it -
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walked right up to him, ripping an arm off one of the bodies in my cart as an intimidation weapon. "Just what do you think you're doing here?" I growled. Unfazed, he