FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13Satan Claus soon would be there. The orphans were huddled for warmth in their beds, while visions of maniacs danced in their heads. And Mummy in her tatters, and I in my hood, had
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13in horror, their rotting lips curled upwards in disgust. The fetid stench emanating from my armpits repelled all of the rancid, decaying zombies until I was standing alone in the
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11the tomatoes' little faces at the multiple fashion faux pas. But tomatoes are made of sturdy stuff & huddled together in a saucy group therapy session & got over it, basically.
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11"Why isn't anyone adding to my briliantl fold? It's just rolling off the front page & everyone's ignoring it!". It really chapped his ass. Busted his spleen. Made his blood boil.
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10"You don't want to start a cyclone in your custard bowl, now do you?" The cooking class stared at the instructor, who continued, "Hasn't anyone heard of the Coriolis Effect?"