FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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/but heart beating drums drive us to profess/ the love I've come to confesss/ it is no illusion or figment of imagination/ it is just a script for humanity's perpetuation. -
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as a pinch. But who's counting? As long as we're counting, they're 1760 yards in a mile? But if someone gives ya an inch, ya can't take a mile. Unless ya walk a mile in their shoes -
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someone had snuck in and made a paper mache replica of him. He tried to fill Herman with Chupa Chups and hang him from the ceiling for the children to beat. The orangutan ate him. -
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ssed designs adorned his binders full of women. "We shall over-comb!" "Keep your stubby little hands and your hair to yourself." The teacher was not impressed. -
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some verbiage seems to be missing. But, hey, who needs context after all? Not this fold. And so the story continues on right were it was left off. The part where