FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors. -
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my internet usage. I wear sensors for respiration, heart beat, skin conductance and EEG. The surveillance cam isn't aimed at my monitor. I will risk the job and log onto folding -
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But their cheerful little Christmas Spirits were not easily hampered. Their merry hearts burst forth with "Oh Come All Ye Faithful" when the pirate poked his bearded chin out again -
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If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out -
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"These old things?" The squidess drawled. "It's lemon chiffon actually." Squidman was stumped. He'd never seen that shade of yellow. Especially on interstellar gator-skin boots.