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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behind a haystack to relieve myself and rued the day that I had taught the cows how to use the bathroom. Sure, there was less cleanup in the field, but the toilet fixture couldn't -
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I know I went to confession just this morning, but a lot can happen in just a few hours. Father, It all started when I met Sister Emma at the bookstore and offered her a Cappuccino -
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She'll surely take me back this time. After making a few adjustments to my appearance, I walked to her room and knocked. But when she opened the door, there was another man with -
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& missed, as usual. "Poor thing," she murmured, sprinkling him with hot sauce for that extra zing. After Salazar finally fell into silent delirium, she let the dogs in to lick his