FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Wait a minute. That's not vanilla icing. Rachel had been at my donuts again; I could tell. "Rachel, I found your cold cream!" I yelled upstairs. Mrs. Huxtable sauntered into the
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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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13have you. In the future, we will ride personal dinosaurs, wear powder-blue jumpsuits and eat food in a tube. In the future, we will send a cow to the moon.
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22my stash. I kept it behind a dusty old map of Fort Wayne, Indiana, that came with the car. Never been there, but now I associate that city with pot. I wonder if I'm the only one? I
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10obvious attempt to control me by having me answer. So I just stared at myself. I won't even nod. That would be an answer. "Now who's in control?" Again with the questions! How