FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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reached down and held the gold rose in the palm of his hand, the train hit him full force at 160 Kilometers per hour...and there was silence...and time took hold of him and sent -
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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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I hated my twin brother because he reminded me of myself. I hated myself. So then, I also hated him. Which meant that I also hated myself. It was a vicious cycle. -
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"Pancakes.. again? Don't you ever have me cook you anything else?" Mattie asked Gill, playfully acting annoyed. Gill just smiled innocently, though he was anything but that. -
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to my death. The coroner ruled it as a Yuletide suicide, but he was wrong. I had just had too much spirit of the season. At least I wouldn't have to send any more cards or go to