FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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on the autumnal equinox I had a vision. The giant stones formed 11s and started dancing about. I blame it on the -
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Was she worthy of tasting the noodles, however? There they lay, so perfectly in the china bowl, glistening with butter. She bent her head to fathom the aroma. All of the sudden, -
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2. A mint never hinged inverted Jenny postage stamp so I can send my granny a postcard from the Falkland Islands. -
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I did a monstrous number of respectable things for a lot of bad people—or maybe I did a substantial number of terrible things for a lot of good people. I hate people. I love me. -
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my stash. I kept it behind a dusty old map of Fort Wayne, Indiana, that came with the car. Never been there, but now I associate that city with pot. I wonder if I'm the only one? I