FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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tofurkey and bean casserole, they looked at each other, then clashed their mugs in a hearty cheer. The Ale of Valhalla's Dead sprinkled the lands of the living, except those who -
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some verbiage seems to be missing. But, hey, who needs context after all? Not this fold. And so the story continues on right were it was left off. The part where -
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"You're wrong," said Eeyore gloomily. "We can't all & some of us don't. That's all there is to it. I don't do mellow." He then wandered to his thistle patch to stand in the rain. -
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all the synaptic connections in my(our) brain are perfectly parallel. Long elegant, straight, strands of neurons all flowing in the same way. My(our) brain can now understand -
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It is Mrs. Peabury, an octogenarian savant who lives in the basement of the Jeopardy studio. All night long she writes the problems for the show. No-one realized that she was mad.