It was a dark and stormy night inside the

It was a dark and stormy night inside the Clifton M. Miller Library ...

Washington College students in Chestertown, Maryland were all doing what they were supposed to be doing: studying & not messing around playing online storytelling games. Lightning

kept striking those who did play online storytelling games, so the living townspeople took the hint and stopped playing. Well, until

the time came that the townspeople forgot the tragedies of the past. So history repeated itself, and those who played online storytelling games dropped like flies

. Time passed and the memorials to those who died in the online story telling game plague crumbled to dust. The towndwellers rediscovered the online game, and erupted in boils.

The online story telling game caused boils which led to scurvy, which begat paralysis & dementia. Death's release was fast approaching the town when one player with a prose so pure

and refined.... Pure and refined? Are we talking about the same FoldingStory here? Jimmy munched on an orange, trying to cure his scurvy, when the doctor walked in and asked, "Why

don't they ever talk about DILF's?" Jimmy said, "excUUUUUUse me?" And the doctor said, "Nevermind that, now look here. Your chart is way wacky." And the doctor unfolded this huge

glossy binder & asked if he wanted to see. Jimmy wasn't yet ready to be further educated, but he was curious whether his chart was the only wacky thing in the Dr's office that day.

If he had to surmise a guess, Jimmy would say the nearest contender for wackiness in the doc's office was the Whack-a-Mole game, or the diagram comparing the human body to a donut.