FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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onto an albino midget. He was mad; the ensuing round-house kicked to my jejunum made me vomit. My vomit landed on -
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he was furious at the depths of their gall. "YOU DARE USE ARCANA FROM THE WINTER CATALOG?!" The cosmic hell-beast was right: it was mid-June. Bamboozled again by the ATDO, they -
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. "I feel we be finding treasure by this purple circle." My second quipped "Isn't that's a ring mark from your wine goblet, sir?" "DO NOT QUESTION ME!" I yelled rolling it up. -
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g...Warning...Warning' If that thing shut up maybe I could think back to my Fleet Training course. Hmmm. Plasma's gone. No source of backup power on the class A model. Looks like -
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meant a rubber room with a strait jacket. I found speed dating a bit puzzling. It took me a while to discover they were more than one woman. This would explain why