FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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walked right up to him, ripping an arm off one of the bodies in my cart as an intimidation weapon. "Just what do you think you're doing here?" I growled. Unfazed, he -
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"I guess I can take a joke." And with that the shadow shrank and Tad grew until he was a giant without a shadow. He missed it, as it was the only thing that ever followed him. -
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Give me garlic bread. I like garlic bread. -
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read the translated cuneiform from her long lost grandmother's recipebook. As she stared into the compact mirror, she asked, "How do I make a souffle?" Suddenly, a ghostly face app -
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the Zorgian flesh offering, but pinky puree was too tempting. I slurped it gone and apologized to my clone. It (I?) then gnawed my lip, thus beginning a race to consume the other.