FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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(No FoldingStory participants were harmed in the making of this Fold. Special thanks to MoralEnd, without whom none of this would have been necessary.) -
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message of hope, an epitome of the clarity that follows a season of weathering - like Mum told me I was purposed to be. "We all carry a bit of dirt in our lives, Mudd," she told me -
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other Fallunker was bespun with Dirligigs. Fagan was always slothing his Gefurtwenger but this Clfwaang had insulted his pride. Spoke Fagan, " I'll be snickered & snackered before -
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dally in her back alley like some silly sally snorting tiffy and taffy like cray cray was catching. The nuns were ON THE JOB now. This was their case now. Finding Tally Olde was -
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I entered my apartment and smelled sulfur. Satan had been here, and I was willing to bet he was taking Cheryl out right now. I knew I never should have trusted Satan around my girl