FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10to gently fondle her pair of expensive loafers right in front of her. It was more than the poor waif would handle and after two hours of nonstop shoe fondling, her heart gave out.
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11Settle. All this equipment was weighing us down as we passed through the mountain range. Wolves howl in the distance, their glorious speech inspiring me to trek onward.
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12me. Write me gooood baby." He looked around, saw no one, and looked back at his fold on the screen. The voice said "Well, that's all you got, huh? Shoulda known. You were always
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13He had successfully digested another clue! Det. Manatee now knew the identity of the killer. It was none other than Horace the Beaver, who
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10wimsuits transparent. We shivered behind our crudely constructed rock wall, all goosepimply, as we watched the storm turn into a full-blown hurricane! Clinging to each other, we