FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Dip me in red wax!
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13Mrs. Butterworth was displayed in a casket on a pedestal behind velvet rope. As people filed past they received a blast of compressed air aimed at their crotch, making them shriek.
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11Settle. All this equipment was weighing us down as we passed through the mountain range. Wolves howl in the distance, their glorious speech inspiring me to trek onward.
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10oom. The deafening roar sent us into shivers until Doc shared a round of tranquilizers. We spent the rest of the night, on the floor, listening to Air Supply
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11And then he disappeared into the crowd. Looking back, all those years ago, I wish I'd produced a bun & requested condiments, for I never met another like him. He was a real weiner.