FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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("Damn! That's some good writing there!" I said to myself.) The cries of the lost children blended with the wind, lost on the ears of the swamp-forest hunters, who searched in vain -
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I owned an angry computer. It always automatically added curse words to my instant message text, whoever I was sending it to. Alas, I could not afford anything else. -
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At first, seeing spots & lights dancing before her eyes, Wendy thought another migraine was coming on. Then a flutter of tiny wings & a sharp stab in her forehead. Tinkerbell struc -
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smells in the fruit basket. And do you really wanna be stuck in that fruit basket? I don't think you do, the speaker shouted. I had to get out of this class. I interrupted by -
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But I do think that the name Mudd is an important name, I mean it's my name after all. I want so much more than what this little important name gives me. I want to be a