FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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So I did...& awoke to more screaming. OMG! I stabbed GARY for REAL while I was sleep jaywalking! I smacked my forehead. "IDIOT!!" I said to myself. A cat meowed in the distance. -
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I blinked. Did his eyes just turn red there for a moment? "I've always wanted a child named Vlad," he replied, leaning closer to me. "Marry me. Now." Mesmorized, I threw down my
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He would sit at the bar surrounded by hipsters and light the fringe from the cuffs of his Levis with a Bic lighter. He slammed Jagers, "I don't get drunk, just filoshiphical." -
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worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors. -
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That was it. I could see by the teacher's face it was over. "Well, see you around," I said sadly. "There you go again," she chided. I set my sights on the volleyball coach instead.