FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10"Tell me," one cried, "can you play the old dusty accordion?" No Rupert said, as he always said. "No, it's not mine. I carry it for old times. And still I must speak in rhymes." A
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11collecting shiny objects. Unfortunately for him, her collection resided in her many and various pockets and they were all quite sharp and pointy and made of sterling silver.
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13-ut it. Not like we're not allowed. We're allowed. Look at me still talking." At this point Delores looked at Regina across their common shoulder. "We know what it sounds like."
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12Call me Fishmael.
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12However, it wasn't very aesthetically pleasing. But this was the post-Tom Green era, when the aesthetes became as dead as the language that spawned their name, & with them, merit.