FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11in his pantry. a wailing gobble was heard in the hall, a peck-pecking at his bedchamber & a great turkey carcass waddled in. "What are you?" cried Scrooge? "The Ghost of Thanksgiv
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13They knew the brain was a universe in itself; myriads of neurons in lieu of galaxy clusters. The leading sea monkey bore through the inner ear and was first to reach the cortex.
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10Off I went on a snape hunt, never again to see my Dad, the most revered woolreaching Bandersnatchbagger south, east or west of Boojum Bay. I cocked my Basoonwangler & strumped int
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14her. Not just any man. It was her father. He was waiting for me. He held a shotgun. "Get ready, boy..." He pointed the gun at me while she adjusted her veil. "Uh, sir..." I stammer
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14why it stinks." "Are you sure you didn't add anything else to the roast? It has an earthy flavor." "Well, I did drag it through the dirt after stealing it and running away from the