FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Bearnard closed his eyes in the face of the wind. The sound of water crashing around the ferry could not disturb his dream. He saw a sky, bruised with bold clouds, threatening to -
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[Eagle screech][Horses galloping][Bugle call][Gunshots][Wilhelm scream][Weeping][Funeral march][Splintering wood][Death rattle][Wet rip][Splatter][Another Wilhelm scream][Fart] -
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his bubbliness was flat as well. Flat Stanley's life became a downward spiral of coke lines and racy Euclidean magazines. Nothing could ever take his mind off the plane. -
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Well. . .not miserable enough to make Trump stop communicating to the world via Twitter. He probably sits on the John all night long, passing horrid gas, and twittering about his -
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But even with tattoos galore/And perfume that reeks of dirty whore/My Mother loves me each day, more/With breasts complete down to the floor/