FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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15worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors.
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11Ellie struggled with her jumpsuit as she stumbled onto the stage. Rosy gave her a thumbs up from the wings. "This looks like a job for Insecurity Woman," she stammered.
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10reaching out to me, fingers extended, imploring... I eyed the wide variety of arms. Long & skinny, muscular, some tattooed, others dimpled & rosy. The arms dealer blinked & asked
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10right, or am I right? Or am I wrong? Or am I left? Ha! Whew, I kill me. It was her impulse purchasing that did us in. I mean, she bought this knife set that cost me and arm & a leg
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11tofurkey and bean casserole, they looked at each other, then clashed their mugs in a hearty cheer. The Ale of Valhalla's Dead sprinkled the lands of the living, except those who