FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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The bag of chili tomato noodles, belonging to Her Majesty. The bolt of cloth was a lovely floral pattern, and immediately the minions took some for their relatively miniscule homes -
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Clinton "painted" dress fetched a pretty penny. This money was used to outsource my fold writing to Sri Lanka. I had an entire village writing folds under my name. -
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I was checking out the new fall line of lacy thongs, when I felt someone come up behind me. "Nice bag," the low rough voice said. I whipped around, my manpurse slapping against his -
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. When Tharg found his wife missing he howled in rage, "Blarg! Blast it, we have to get her back before she gets any ideas!" The others gasped in horror and sent out a search party -
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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!