FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Oh Tommy..." gasped Tesla, "You always did like to be... direct". Another moment of silence followed, this one more awkward than the last, before Edison took the upper hand by -
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I looked down. -ETA?-. I typed -Can't text. Driving.- I looked up just before impacting an oak tree at 65 mph. I had neither a seatbelt nor a windshield but a large gust of wind -
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iss. But first I would need to assemble a team capable of pulling off the heist. I knew that Babbica would join me, and with some coercion Jobey and Platt would come along as well. -
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I didn't tell the crew.The political officer was already suspicious about my motive for entering this remote sector. But now that I'd seen my clone floating in deep space -
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"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting