FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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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But Bob was telling me that ants WERE my friends. I kicked away the traps and lay down. The ants swarmed over me and lifted me up. They were taking me to their bloated queen -
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His business card next to the glogg. I made an appointment for next week, the earliest date. By then, I am supposed to have polished off half the glogg. Shark Lady stopped by too. -
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George found a stocking full of glue and chunks of horse meat. He smiled ad raised his arms skyward "Bless you, Christmas Horse!" -
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a small thread to the plot. He reached in and unraveled it. He suddenly came to his senses and realized he was 40 stories up and one of the suction-cups was giving away. (eep)