FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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and resembled wings. The feathers were leathery though, more reptilian than birdlike. Ariel wrapped his arms about me, whirled us around, and stirred up dust. I inhaled and saw -
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: "Where did you go when you took a hall pass, presumably to the restroom? Did you notice anything suspicious in the principal's office? And what about the lunchlady?" Det. Manatee -
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with me. A'm leavin!'" The potential buyer walked back to his shed and bathed in his golden spray-painted turds before the auction continued. The crowds were chattering about the -
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must have seen my cry for help. Just one? I close my eyes and lean back against the cool glass, contemplating the ultimate futility of life, love, and social media. -
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would only reveal its mysteries via an elaborate ceremony involving proto-wombat sacrifice. Tharg ogled Loana busting out of her smilodon furs. Then she regained consciousness and