FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13He had successfully digested another clue! Det. Manatee now knew the identity of the killer. It was none other than Horace the Beaver, who
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11bedside table, damaging it almost beyond repair. Atlas took a moment and then set to work, repairing it. The boulder really did do a number on it. He lost
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10to gently fondle her pair of expensive loafers right in front of her. It was more than the poor waif would handle and after two hours of nonstop shoe fondling, her heart gave out.
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13in horror, their rotting lips curled upwards in disgust. The fetid stench emanating from my armpits repelled all of the rancid, decaying zombies until I was standing alone in the
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12She put her hand over his heart. Then he put his hand over her hand over his heart. Then she put her other hand over his hand over her hand over his heart. Then he put his other