FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Or this one? "Eleanor Rigby picks up the folds in the church where a wedding has been, lives in a dream, waits at her computer, folding the folds that she keeps in a jar by the doo -
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The shrincken humbie squalled and caterpunked festily. Fagan glomped inwardly & offed his festerbound handy. Thoroughly tanked, Morose teedled & blowdied Fagan's trestlt until -
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("Damn! That's some good writing there!" I said to myself.) The cries of the lost children blended with the wind, lost on the ears of the swamp-forest hunters, who searched in vain -
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blushed. "I'll always be James, even when I'm Archbishop of Canterbury!" he said with heat. Ex Inspector Lewis was shocked by the potato bugs' massive size & morose demeanour. "Who -
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I live in fear at Starbucks. I am a Barrista of misery, for I suffer from alien hand syndrome.