He waved the gun around the room, pointing

He waved the gun around the room, pointing the gun at no one in particular. 'Vote me past MoralEnd or so help me God I'll write REAL literature." Nancy Pelosi and the rest of the

Wiccans agreed to do what they could to push Jayursus to the top of the Leaderboard, once & for all toppling the great MoralEnd from his FoldingStory throne."And while you're at it

please do something about the fold ratio. If people keep starting new folds without folding enough other folds the people of the FoldingStory Kingdom will never reach

Foldtopia, the Foldingest Folding Cot of the Ten-Fold Heavens. That's why I always fold the oldest stories in desperate need of escaping Folder's Limbo. But enough about peregrins.

Wandering the folding backwaters I encountered a cloaked man with an eye patch. "Treat each fold like a golden key to ascend to the Folding Olympus." He said handing me a papyrus

with a diagram of a curious clockwork mechanism scrawled on it and mysterious writing. "What font is that?" I asked the font wizard. "Calibri 12 point you nerd." he wheezed before

Helvetica flew in and Impacted him with her Gothic fist. The font wizard disappeared but his cloak went arial. Helvetica read a spell from the book antiqua but the font wizard

goofed and Comic Sans appeared in the form of Stephen Wright. "I put some instant coffee in the microwave and almost went back in time," he quipped before committing suicide by

pay his condolences. Many tears were shed that day.