FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Having already read the end of this story I can tell you that I'm appalled. I hereby refuse to participate. Specifically, the subtly veiled references in folds 6-8 make me want to
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15worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors.
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12be safe. It's always best to be safe than sorry. Peter snatched the juicyfruit-flavored condoms from my hand & stormed off. Ungrateful bastard. I don't know why I even try. Next,
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12Or this one? "Eleanor Rigby picks up the folds in the church where a wedding has been, lives in a dream, waits at her computer, folding the folds that she keeps in a jar by the doo
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12"Pooh, what happened to the loveable Bear of very little brain?" I asked. "I got dumped by the punk kid and decided to grow up myself. Say, You got smack? My honeypots all out."