FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Potato. Heaps and heaps of potato in its many varieties. Pulverized! Fricassee! Fried! Smashed! Sliced. Potato. She set to work, and her guests barely noticed the chicken flavor. -
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Ellie struggled with her jumpsuit as she stumbled onto the stage. Rosy gave her a thumbs up from the wings. "This looks like a job for Insecurity Woman," she stammered. -
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the concrete under my prison slippers, snuggling under the thin cotton blanket on my lumpy mattress, and hearing my number at roll call. I would be home again. -
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to deal with the constant rashes. I can tell that I'm doing the right thing because the crystal that my soul doctor has me rub is staying the right shade of pink. Of course I don't -
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Nobody bought the 50 lbs. bag of groats at the whole foods market. It had been placed way in the back behind the flax seed crumpets. There, it sprouted tendrils and became sentient