FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Tired of endless people purposefully wiping smears of dirt and grime on him. Never moving, never seeing the world as his Uncle Stan, the flying carpet, always described it. The rug -
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scream "DANGER ZONE! SHE TOUCHED MY DANGER ZONE!" Just cause these women know my name doesn't give them free reign over my body, even though I honestly enjoy the attention. Moe -
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container of macaroni salad on Salazar’s infected bedsores; Salazar, roused from a fevered sleep, hurled expletives at her, snatched a shotgun from under the mattress and shot. -
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...then the door locks and in four hours your oven is clean! I was impressed how the high temperatures scoured the cooked-on grease, but I forgot that I had left inside a -
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fuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfu! Mjsjshfu! Mjshmsjmsjmssh!" black smoke began to curl out of her ears & Doris collapsed on the bed. Winston checked her pulse."Uh oh.