FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12and I realized that I had only fallen asleep in the jail cell. It had all been only a dream. Or at least most of it.
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12Was she worthy of tasting the noodles, however? There they lay, so perfectly in the china bowl, glistening with butter. She bent her head to fathom the aroma. All of the sudden,
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10know a time you ever turned down an assignment," he pleaded, yanking the typewriter out of her hands. "Jazzabel, our reputation will tank if you leave! Don't make me beg."
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13other Fallunker was bespun with Dirligigs. Fagan was always slothing his Gefurtwenger but this Clfwaang had insulted his pride. Spoke Fagan, " I'll be snickered & snackered before
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10He was right to worry. Anger coursing through his veins, Joe shrieked like a gibbon and oxidised pretty much everyone he knew. Looked like being an oak was a distant dream - perhap