FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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there was a beautiful little girl named Pokarina and her favorite thing to do was skip stones on the chocolate milk lake by her candy cottage..." Despite myself I snuggled down -
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He dreamed about the Moody Blues and wondered if he was born in the wrong generation. Then the bookcat started. I'm-I'm sentient? it thought. Eureka! An evolutionary revolution! -
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"Isn't cavier, wine, and truffles; just fish eggs, spoiled grape juice and tree fungus?" she asked while dabbing her mouth. -
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obvious attempt to control me by having me answer. So I just stared at myself. I won't even nod. That would be an answer. "Now who's in control?" Again with the questions! How -
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But a moment later, I knew there was a chance. In three weeks I could regrow my luxurious armpit hair, braid it and bead it, and she could never top that. Hah!