FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12My car sputtered & died. The nearest garage was 5 miles away. Swimming out of the fog came a legion of wraith-women--the infamous Vicksburg Spinsters, intent on marrying me!
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12Istanbul Night 2: A wicked flea infestation exploded in my beard. Still no luck unloading the rest of these discount electric blankets. I think I'm cursed. Will Night 3 be better?
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11, and Mollie a year later from inhaling stray cotton fibers (she refused to die of such an obscure malady before Jonas's passing). Alas, as I trudged through life, I could only
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10But when the pain subsided, Turgo admired the mark made across his face. A scar in the shape of a running horse was on his cheek and the letter W appeared upon his forehead.
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11that the demigod was tightly compressed into nutrition for horses, I lit up a smoke and sat back, ignoring the demigod's vague wails of "My butt! It hurts!" The Celestial Combine