FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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14n-stained Cheetos-orange fingers protruding like tens of points of bright light in the night's approach. I refused to die. By will alone I raised up, grasped a pilgrim and asked
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13Me in there ! The rats told me, "Join the club!" and stared at me, until I too became Rattus Norvegicus. Now we went as a group and the party really started at 2 that morning.
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11nuns from around the world "liking" his assets, much to his chagrin. Why, he couldn't even step foot in a church without a nun approaching him for his autograph. Twas a bad habit.
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11remain in this condition. It was unfortunate. Another heavy burden for Atlas to bear. Hercules & Atlas lay down in the bed & tried to get their minds off their home decorating woes
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10Rupert played on, his instrument feebly gasping out each note in the endless stream. The crowd had thinned somewhat, perhaps due to the fact that nobody likes accordion music, but