FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10He was known variously as a deep thinker, a risk taker, a loser. The kinda guy to pass out on a sea cliff with an empty nitrous balloon in one hand & his underwear in the other.
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13Henry, Emma, Liam, Larry, Olivia, Lola, Isabel, Mary, Will & Hillary showed up promptly sitting in the boardroom chairs waiting attentively. "Where the hell's Terry?" I bellowed
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13like a bat, and splatted against the wall like a gnat. The people upstairs were trying the door. I gathered myself on the stairs for their horror. The stairwell's dim bulb did sput
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10was enough to remind me of grandpa. Ah sweet disgusting grandpa. He was the one that taught me that "this" is not "that." But he was gross. He had swollen legs.
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11time trying to polish out the boulder damage, which also smoothed over the nice scourge-n-gravel antiquing he and Hercules had applied. Atlas's bedside table would just have to