FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13reconnoiter the rocky dry masses above the surface. At first my stubby fins and rudimentary lungs made progress difficult but soon my fins developed articulation and became legs.
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10had addled his mind. A common side effect of time travel. He spun the dial on his machine in a final desperate attempt to return to the present. He closed his eyes and hoped.
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11confused, talking voles? Mute clairvoyants? Silent tears? Then I understood:This world with its golden spotlight & starstreaked midnight curtain is a stage, and we are the players.
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12"It's very simple, Madge," Mr. Butterworth replied. "I'll have my cell phone with me in the casket. If Hollywood calls, put them hold, call me, and then dig me up! Understand?"
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11little faces. Wilfred was in a foul mood,which probably meant his diabeetus was acting up again. "I hate staying at Uncle Wilfred's house" whispered Jane, who ducked when a pancake