FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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door. It creaked open & a wizened, beak nose face appeared. "A pox on ye! Scurvy and rickets to boot! And may the bottle take your father!" The door slowly closed on the carolers. -
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jarring at first but then it becomes oddly refreshing. What's more refreshing is that dead people don't feel the need to talk all the time. Not that I don't sometimes imagine them -
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boomed. For added suspense the guards elongated the chase by running into the woods below full potential speed. In her high heels and dress, Tharg's wife didn't get far. The guards -
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with a bowl and no oranges to be found. He discarded his monk's robes and sat in despairing contemplation in the rocking chair on the north porch. But when the owners came out -
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15. The same goes for grammar, unless you're the grammar police. 16. Forget sixteen. 17. Tie up the story at the end and make it a clean cut. Don't leave the next folder hanging