FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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trusty Bunsen burner. The teacher scolded Barton for going near his rifle, and attempted to take the rifle away. By mistake, teach had forgotten that the barrel was hot and touched -
14
ed salad fork was all I had with which to defend myself, and surely the Minotaur had five, maybe ten, forks at least! I was doomed. And my fork was slowly warming. The labyrinth -
35
If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out -
11
Luckily the black hole picked it up for me. Its selective, benevolent gravity was a real plus for our town. Rabid strays: No more. Trash collection: Easy. But where did it all go? -
14
I was only here for corn chips, but here I was, frozen in the aisle, because a (devastatingly handsome) staff member had walked into the same aisle, freestyle rapping about