FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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-tally, but were certainly the focus of my body odor, which seemed to also serve as my body armor. As the zombies approached, I bore my armpits at them, and they shrank away -
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I watched as the bus drove away, not quite understanding why I didn't feel any pain. The wind blew a balloon from a child's hand as it passed, and a dog ran into the street -
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collecting shiny objects. Unfortunately for him, her collection resided in her many and various pockets and they were all quite sharp and pointy and made of sterling silver. -
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marveled at its beauty. In the end, it was a well-crafted craft, and it sailed, silent but deadly, to its intended target. No one else saw it coming. But that is another story. -
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find myself strapped to her back as she bungee jumps from a helicopter over the Caspian Sea. My puppet eyes watch in horror as the helicopter seems to become tiny, then larger, as