FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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The crouched, shivering figure of a girl sat upon her bed. Tears rolled down her face as more chocked sobs escaped her throat. She was crying because -
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ketchup with our friend, Bob Evans, who (contrary to popular belief) did not live down on the farm. He lived with us in our Weinermobile. So Frank, Bob, & I drove off together, -
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Chad's Postcard Emporium in Laguna Beach. Sure, Chad lacked the savvy and know-how of his uncle Moe in Manhattan, but he had a certain sense. He nearly touched my "cold sore" and -
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6. A discreet cummerbund for magical appliances, which would not look out of place with my workaday khakis and golf shirt.
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his 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