FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Potato. Heaps and heaps of potato in its many varieties. Pulverized! Fricassee! Fried! Smashed! Sliced. Potato. She set to work, and her guests barely noticed the chicken flavor.
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10(who's unemployed) What's that? As Vagabond looks L, Man steals his rucksack, runs off stage R. VAGABOND: (sobbing) Woe is me! Scene 5: [Large carrot descends from rafters] CARROT:
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10Loved folding the last lines of stories, and those folks made their own. Valhalla was pondering how this story would end, and it ended anyway, without his auspices. We laughed!
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10. A young Tibitian looked at the silver tea pot and saw his reflection distorted. The kettle whistled and he hastily prepared oolong for the Dalai Lama. Elsewhere, a man dreamed.
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13afflicted with the unmentionable problem neither of them mentioned. Mr Butterworth massaged the flour into the massive turkey while she stuffed the turkey even more. The oven raged