FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Was it a mecca-dauber or a betting pencil?" The chorus sang back in response. -
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I hung the gew-gaw from my neck, so I would always remember that fatal error. Never again would I know love, or what it feels like to not have killed my own family. I turned to -
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stupidity to fill my coffers. But Enda was a cool customer, she was a savvy senior citizen. She wanted to get to the bottom of the Nigerian prince scam, she put the walker to the r -
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The shotgun's bullet headed straight for me, but my moth body was so light that it's force blew me out of its way. The man with the shotgun swore as I spun off into the night. -
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manpurse, becoming entwined. I bent down & my long raven hair got entangled with our manpurses. He got out some shears, sliced off my hair at the neck & breathed in its heady perf