FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11he found exactly what he was looking for. The name stared back to him from the store across the narrow street. "Olivander's wands," read a creaky sign. He had found it.
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12I had never seen someone squeeze toothpaste from a bottle so effortlessly, but the Hero did it, saving Dona's mourning routine three seconds. There WAS still good in this world.
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12The blacksmith agreed to forge me an axe if I brought him the head of a manakete and a vial of virgin tears. I didn't know of any virgin crybaby manaketes, so this would take time.
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12"It matters not," muttered Dr. Kinsey. "Regardless of their orientation, bananas remain nature's ultimate phallic symbol, violating all of its eaters and
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10STUPID PEOPLE, THEY RUN TO MY HOUSE BUT NO FIRE! FOOL THEM! THEY GO HOME. HUM. HUH. UH. WHAT SMELL? BURNING? ME? FIRE? FIRE!