FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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18to her tender tears. But her friend's cardboard shoulders gave her paper cuts in her eyes that was so painful she visited her posterboard doctor who was unmoved by her
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12Such adulation for Andy's alliteration was alien. Attendees aimed Androids at his aura for optimal snaps. He continued, "Hemorrhage, Hemophilia, Hem, Hippopotamus, Hound, Hilario
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10The child ran from the building, carried out into the night on tiny feet. The child looked for help, but seeing the stars above, quieted. There are stories everywhere. We can pick.
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13and 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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13meaning that any kind of pan really made me hot. Cast Iron Skillets really got me cooking. I left my girlfriend for a sauce pan once. Pots, no way. Any pot turns me off.