FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11She jabbed at the tripe and scoured at it. He merely sighed in ecstasy. She stared at the pig knuckles in paralyzed terror. He merely gazed at her perfect face.
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13If you're poor, DON'T ADD TO THIS FOLD. If you're hungry, DON'T ADD TO THIS FOLD. If you're oppressed or persecuted, DON'T ADD TO THIS FOLD. If you're a woman or a man, DON'T ADD
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11Bearnard closed his eyes in the face of the wind. The sound of water crashing around the ferry could not disturb his dream. He saw a sky, bruised with bold clouds, threatening to
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14my sallow skin, crooked teeth and shaggy eyebrows. Not to mention my acne, receding hairline and dandruff. I COULD NOT allow myself to be photographed. I leapt over the metal barri
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11"I was 25 years old when I died for the first time" - he thought, looking through the glass. "And yet, I remember every detail - as it was yesterday". The red wine really got him