FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13. The Ant Queen's tail pumped out oodles of plasma coated eggs. Her faceless minions carrying the eggs off into the maze. When the ants forced me to kneel before her, her antenna
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15"I want to bedazzle my horn to camoflage it from poachers," whispered rhino Jenny. I under took the arduous journey to the Swarovski Kristallwelten in old Osterreich with forebodi
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11Tong tottered on high heels, accompanied by peels, of laughter from his heartless boss. But under his frock, he furtively cocked, the trigger of his Colt 45
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11Tired of endless people purposefully wiping smears of dirt and grime on him. Never moving, never seeing the world as his Uncle Stan, the flying carpet, always described it. The rug
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11George found a stocking full of glue and chunks of horse meat. He smiled ad raised his arms skyward "Bless you, Christmas Horse!"