FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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: "Where did you go when you took a hall pass, presumably to the restroom? Did you notice anything suspicious in the principal's office? And what about the lunchlady?" Det. Manatee -
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The only way out now was to continue eating Uncle Hugo and hope he gets separated from the pudding when he comes out my backside. This was sounding bad all around. Uncle Hugo had a -
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we will rule the night!" "Yes," came the response. "Let us change and forget ourselves. Let us howl at the moon, fly, drink the blood of innocents--" "Wait, what?" -
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He glared back. It was a glaring contest. My eyes began watering. I propped my eyelids up with toothpicks. He was unwavering. I saw his nose twitch, though. Ah-ha...any moment now.
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It made him feel purdy. He spackled on flesh-colored foundation to cover the scars and stitch marks. Now what to do about the blue tongue and nails?