FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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my existence at all. Maybe all of this was real life and my boring drone of a life was just a series of consecutive fantasies. So I took another, and another, and another... -
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By the time the firemen arrived, there was nothing left of the cafe and everyone had fled the scene. Everyone except for one man, who just stood there staring angrily at the ruins. -
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Lou Bergs had traveled all the way through time to mow my lawn. He swore that my single mom's grilled chicken breast was worth the trouble, though I suspected darker motives. Penet -
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Somewhere the fire was burning, but my friend and I couldn't tell where it was coming from. We were driving to Seattle to visit another friend of mine. As we -
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But his false French accent could not hide the simple fact, that no matter how hard he scrubbed, no matter how feverishly he polished, it was still just a bumpy turd.