FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11I entered my apartment and smelled sulfur. Satan had been here, and I was willing to bet he was taking Cheryl out right now. I knew I never should have trusted Satan around my girl
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10llowed the cyanide capsule I'd left out for it together with a glass of Armagnac and a loaded revolver."I'll never swim in the ocean blue again," it's little fishy voice burbled
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13He's a real folding man sitting in his folding land making all his random folds for nobody.Doesn't have a point of view.Knows not where he's going to. Isn't he a bit like you & me?
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10The Krell machinery picked up the bassline to "I. HAVE. THE POWER!" He-Man was somewhat outnumbered by all the buxom heroes flashing their nips. But not Picard. My faceplam
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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