FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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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about grinding up that delicious pill and sprinkling it onto some bacon pancakes with extra butter. Oxycontin added a little acidity, a lot of mellow and only a pinch of murder -
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After finishing my fold, I found I had written more words than the gospel, William Shakespeare's sonnets, and The Firm, combined. I then decided to self-publish my work, entitled -
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Wilfred Brimley scowled at the children at the table. "Eat your Goddam oatmeal!" he spat, spraying bits of Jimmie Dean sausage & scrambled egg across the table into their terrified -
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paradise. But first, they'd have to get used to the giant carnivorous ferns. The only way to tell a carnivorous fern from one that wasn't was to