FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Unfortunately, home faced the world. But I would persevere, on my small floating green moon with its leaping brooks and wildflowers. My hobbit-like cottage nestled in a hollow,
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10Madame Wong, while gathering ingredients for her special soup of the day. "Madame Wu, who is that with you?" She eyed the pale man in the Chinese hat with red chin straps.
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10I had a lot to think about. I shouldn't have left Cheyenne, I decided, pushing the shells around thoughtfully. I realized I had subconsciously spelled out a message in the sand:
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11It was the moment Sisyphus had been dreading - performance reviews. Beelzebub tapped a clipboard. "Well, Sissy, it looks like today's your lucky day. You've been reassigned to
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10"So," I said to my date over dinner, "tell my your opinion on betrayal." She dropped the spoon into her soup. "Ha! Who are you working for? Russia? Korea? Not the French, surely?