FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11of the world covered. He looked as his competitors, smirked, and suddenly slammed a sack of potatoes onto the table, sending the pieces everywhere. "RISK is for bitches!" he said,
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10I will eat Cornish hens instead,my cats sitting next to me at the dinner table. They don't need forks and knives. Less cleanup on my part.
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11"That I'm rich! Uh, I mean... nothing." Doc recorded me repeating all my dreams, and excused himself. I overheard him call a smut publishing firm. Big sums were bandied about. Hey!
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10from the discarded balance sheets of the failed banks. The dawn gongs of the financial apocalypse rang without remorse, like sonic battering rams, and the Emanator chortled as
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13. Pooh beamed and warmly invited the child to his den. Sadly, a dour beat cop overheard the word "honey" spoken repeatedly, took one look at Pooh in his lederhosen & arrested him.