FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11my internet usage. I wear sensors for respiration, heart beat, skin conductance and EEG. The surveillance cam isn't aimed at my monitor. I will risk the job and log onto folding
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10"This is the second-worst day of my life," I moaned, my voice echoing slightly against the cold, tile walls as above me, my boss relieved himself into the urinal. Just then, I saw
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10his face as he mournfully threw their tiny fishy bodies into the paddle pool. One of them attempted to say "Not dead yet!", but sadly, fish cannot talk. Elliot fell to his knees
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10manpurse, 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
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11Men in tights jumping and twirling around stage with sugar plum fairies. It's Nutcracker season again. Every year I suffer through it. The only good part of the whole damn show is