FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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2 was to blame, with their incessant electric rhythm guitar thing and then the nail polish fumes made her feel floaty, she got the paint all over her wedding dress. But what if she -
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"Hey Bungalow Bill what did you kill. Bungalow Bill." chirped Squawkers. "It's gonna be a parakeet if you don't shut up" I yelled. I hated Beatles songs, but he just segued into -
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so much more dramatic their first sip of espresso. His beret landed on the table of man in a business suit. Business suit flicked the beret onto the floor: a bold poem gone limp. -
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ing cheese web they used instead of stretchers thanks to budget cuts. Drowning in dairy, I grasped air feebly with my hands. "My fold," I croaked as they rushed me to the hospital -
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He wasn't anymore in the shape which defined him as "Rambo", back in the good old days. Then he heard something on radio : "one year from now, you'd wish you started today". And