FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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'fervently ardent'. And please put down that sausage. I find it strangely fascinating." The sausage guru hung his head and said "As you wish, O fa," and hid it under his vestments. -
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To the weather vane to act as a conduit burnt offering. Blood given, blood owed: that was the covenant. The iron vane burned Turgo's face where it touched him. His eyes were wild. -
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I'd given everything I owned to the Sisters of Glory. I called. "No can do, mate," a sister snapped, "terms and conditions apply." Get in line with the rest of the destitute. I -
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k. "Dinnit tink we wuz real digja? Dinnit bother to clap hands to beliv' in us? Well itz payback sista!" Tinkerbell and her gang flew in for the kill. Wendy brought up the Raid. -
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"I kin see right through yer ruse," sneered one potential buyer, "I've got a whole shed fulla turds spray painted gold. They don't take a shine, so don't git all hoity-toity