FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12So, she tattooed reminders for me on Colin Kaepernick's arm. While watching the NFC Championship, I noticed fresh ink: "Milk, eggs, operation. XOXO." I took a big sip of Natty and
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12had turned into an unnaturally straight tunnel of doom, but my mind was now scrambled and I doubted my every step. The many-forked Minotaur backed away mockingly. My salad fork
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11"Oh good grief, this again!" thought the Emanator discreetly and with delight, as the Emanator and many sub-emanations enjoyed that dawn and those gongs, and children folded cranes
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13I pulled up some dandelions. She'll like these, she likes flowers. Maybe if turned my shirt inside out it won't smell so bad. I was ready to make amends.
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10rty next minutes. The sparkling water flushed out of the WC & soaked his legs. They became smoother & chubbier... younger. Had Spencer found the lost fountain of youth?