FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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It was empty. Until a newspaper swept across it. It was lonely, itself with its bad news curling over the wind. Then a dog with ribs showing crossed. Down the street, baby, down -
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I am going to go play dead for the next 4 years; hold all my calls. -
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change colors to communicate like I can!" I, middle-aged Squidman shot my 8th tentacle out, caught the banana fish and brought him toward my shiny, evil, soul crushing beak. -
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As it turns out, she had. Her blue-in-blue eyes shined with euphoria like Fremen as she tipped her head to one side and lipped her lips seductively. -
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Dick nodded his head, "Yes I like the idea, 'Sweep Dreams' for the new show, but we can't call the participants 'bums' or 'prostitutes'. We have to call them