FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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the cops showed up & demanded to see her permit. "Permit?!" Valetta scoffed. She whipped out the incriminating high-def photos & shoved 'em under Officer O'Malley's shocked face. -
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I hated my twin brother because he reminded me of myself. I hated myself. So then, I also hated him. Which meant that I also hated myself. It was a vicious cycle. -
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Then he licked it and shoved it up his rectum. Instantly, he was transported to a tattered chair opposite the bed inside the White House main bedroom...he glared over and saw -
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to my death. The coroner ruled it as a Yuletide suicide, but he was wrong. I had just had too much spirit of the season. At least I wouldn't have to send any more cards or go to -
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The incarnadine wraiths flashed through the twirling swamp-forest, sobbing as they swept up lost children to be brought home as white-eyed slaves of enfeebled, drifting appetites.