FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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16were also from the never were, in that they never were, which means they could not have ever been from the never were, which was never the point. So anyway, a Hippo swallowed me.
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12e to work it's slow grumbly magic in his multichambered gut. As Det. Manatee ruminated, the hunch passed from fore to hindgut becoming a suspicion, and then a hardened stoolpigeon!
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13trance...until, that is, the strangely melodic sounds of Yanni's Greatest Hits penetrated past the Q-Tip, into her ear & into her consciousness. A crystal forest grew inside her
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11I hated my twin brother because he reminded me of myself. I hated myself. So then, I also hated him. Which meant that I also hated myself. It was a vicious cycle.
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12asked me if he could help me to my car with my groceries. "No tips allowed," he winked sexily & wheeled my cart outside as I followed. "Which way to your car?" he asked, his voice