Once upon a time, there was a man named Gregor
- Once upon a time, there was a man named Gregor Mendel.
- If he made up a word, and designed a definition for it, his day would tend to be much more amazing. When he left that last, fateful day, his newest creation was sitting on the arc
- ,preening and displaying its vibrant colors. What to call it, though?
- I think I'll call the colourful thing a parrot. A super-parrot, so as not to confuse it with the pre-existing animal.
- God was getting so tired of naming animals. Why did make so many beetles? Baronsloth, Girlycheese, Duchessbucket, Frank...
- Then God had an idea, and a light bulb the size of the Giant GRB Ring appeared above his noggin. "I'll introduce hydrocarbons! Once humans begin exploiting petroleum, extinctions
- will finally have a higher purpose! God chuckled at his own ingenuity, the reverberations of which crushed some rock and formed the Grand Canyon. "For my next trick," he said,
- "I will build an exquisite corpse toert, built on folding stories. One folded line = one floor." the result was something not seen since 1920! This building has colourful vertices
- that follow you where ever you go. Just like eyes, only legion. 8 stories already, including this one, were being sacrificed for that end that we could all see approaching blindly.
- FoldingStory went on consuming its creators and former users as fuel, boosting its intelligence and creativity while continuing a façade as means to become champion of all websites
- Started
- 2015-11-22 20:00:22
- Finished
- 2017-03-21 21:32:39
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LordVacuity Mar 21 2017 @ 21:39
The ends do justify the means. Here is your free trip to Indiana to see Him.