FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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14I lay there, wondering if I'd broken some FoldingStory law. Would there be repercussions to my unconventional start? I was still awake when I heard a knock on my door. "OPEN UP!
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10One day Sam received a postcard from Florida. It showed a small Hotel with a pink flamingo & palm lined beach, on the back "Wish you were here" but no signature or address.
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12we can get to the church on time. That's right. It was Sunday--fried egg day and dress up day all rolled into one. The mess would have to
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10was enough to remind me of grandpa. Ah sweet disgusting grandpa. He was the one that taught me that "this" is not "that." But he was gross. He had swollen legs.
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14ed salad fork was all I had with which to defend myself, and surely the Minotaur had five, maybe ten, forks at least! I was doomed. And my fork was slowly warming. The labyrinth