FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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started moving like a biological radar. Like she was scanning me. Then, the Ant Queen started to speak. "Human, do you come here in peace?" Or - like your ancestors did many years -
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the folder. The story in this case is the author, the folder becomes the pen. There is no such thing as virtuosity, or at least there is no need for it anymore. Technology replaces -
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Pooh hung his head but kept his eyes straight ahead to give him that cool evil look with moody shadows around his eyes. He wiped Piglets blood from his mouth with the back of a paw -
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mistook this for a local custom, and graciously threw up on my lap in response. Dame Whitty was nothing if not gracious. Just then a nearby waiter tripped and fell, spilling his -
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Furthermore, let it now be recognized that if you subtract a boatload from a crapton, you're left with somewhere between a smidgen and a chunk. A whole bunch isn't as many as