FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10I will eat Cornish hens instead,my cats sitting next to me at the dinner table. They don't need forks and knives. Less cleanup on my part.
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10The shotgun's bullet headed straight for me, but my moth body was so light that it's force blew me out of its way. The man with the shotgun swore as I spun off into the night.
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11It sat at the door and its big flabby form obstructed all who wished to enter. "Urghh ummff. Something seems to be blocking the door. Let's try around back." said Mort
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10Before darkness fell, James looked back at the devastated sunflower field one last time. He'd destroyed whole species before, too, but the sunflowers made him feel something he had
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10"This is exactly what I wanted! Thanks Santa!" I put on the luxuriously soft underpants, sighing contentedly. Maybe this Christmas wouldn't suck after all.