FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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be 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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and fired wildly and without restraint. The neurons had slept too long, and this fold was just in the wrong place at the right time. Peter's ennui was blasted from the page -
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took the chin of the head between my thumb and forefinger. "What do you think of it so far?" I asked the head. "Rubbish!" I replied on it's behalf, waggling the jaw up and down. -
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It was romantic as hell. We started with appetizers and finished with a duel. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Neither was I. -
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carried me to bed in his powerful flippers, then tucked me in. I found this infuriating yet comforting. "Tonight's story will have to be short. Once upon a time (read Det. Manatee)