FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10After 10 days of white-out in a pup-tent, the weather cleared and we ventured to the peak. When reaching the summit, I checked my GPS. We were on the wrong mountain
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10I will eat Cornish hens instead,my cats sitting next to me at the dinner table. They don't need forks and knives. Less cleanup on my part.
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10est? Satan pondered these questions aboard his dark steed. Granted they were academic, to say the least, considering he was fleeing an invasion of Hell by the Forces of Heaven, who
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12so there is a reasonable explanation for all of this: it wasn't my fault because it was DESTINY i tell you, DESTINY. it was fate that had me eat your pudding cup, FATE!
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10for her hand &twirled her around to face me. "Dance. Now." I demanded.Her eyes widened in surprise &...was that pleasure? We launched into a sultry tango, keeping our eyes locked