FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I could count on my wife for understanding. At the meet with P. my cell rang. It was her:"So, Baby, a mermaid?" The tinkle of smashing glass. The sound of my pet's labored breaths. -
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I didn't hear her answer. I had touched her bare shoulder! 3 times! Tap tap tap. My fingertip tingled. Debbie was saying something about dancing but it didn't register. I reached -
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Or was it frustrussian? The dialects of geo-puns are notoriously Turikey. Especially without Germaney anchors to the conversation. "I just Kamchatka'd all over Ma's Dagascar!" Chad -
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you write your confession on this paper. Neatness counts!" Mystery Suspect snatched the confession sheet from Manatee's flippers and wrote furiously, eyeing the pudding, which was -
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. A young Tibitian looked at the silver tea pot and saw his reflection distorted. The kettle whistled and he hastily prepared oolong for the Dalai Lama. Elsewhere, a man dreamed.