FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Clinton "painted" dress fetched a pretty penny. This money was used to outsource my fold writing to Sri Lanka. I had an entire village writing folds under my name. -
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fuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfuguif! Mjsjshfu! Mjsjshfu! Mjshmsjmsjmssh!" black smoke began to curl out of her ears & Doris collapsed on the bed. Winston checked her pulse."Uh oh. -
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"Nah, just a new nightie for mother." [Enter boutique owner] "Mr. Bates, this chic nightie just screams "Miami Vice." [Exeunt common and fashion sense] "Does blood wash out of it?" -
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It was true, I was the last great folder. I had just found out that morning that I was rendered sterile in that radioactive crazy life of a fold story facilitator. I hope the next -
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just settled our brains for a long winter's nap. When down in the cellar there arose such a shriek, I sprang from my coffin to snatch a quick peek! Away to the stairwell, I flew