FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11The air of desperation was palpable. Within seconds I was surrounded by the undead denizens of the morgue and within minutes my datebook was filled with engagements until next May.
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12Then the head bit my finger. I recoiled in horror. The head's eyes looked into mind. It cackled. "Thought I was dead Jacky-boy?" Then his eyes started swirling in the sockets
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15My name is Mudd, with two Ds, the second D is silent; in theory, if only one of them is silent and the other one isn’t, it doesn’t matter which of the Ds is silent and which isn’t.
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11Scene 4: Exterior Diner. Man with slight limp walks from stage left to right. Vagabond enters holding small rucksack. VAGABOND: Wait! Can you spare a dime? MAN:
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12We gasped in horror as the mass email containing a pic of Pooh Bear, shirtless, circulated globally . "Can't you recall it?" "This isn't the Bush Gore election." I rolled my eyes.