FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I phase in and out of reality on my living room couch. I grab the edge of the coffee table and then take an unexpected tumble onto the shag carpet. This trash can may look small, -
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Lou Bergs had traveled all the way through time to mow my lawn. He swore that my single mom's grilled chicken breast was worth the trouble, though I suspected darker motives. Penet -
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your mind alone, with your mental contraptions, without even really seeing me. Where I am, you cannot come, but where you are, you can be. Please give it a try. -
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and mooed loudly. "My apologies, ma'am," I said, stepping out of the queue. I didn't have time to wait for the cows to manoeuvre themselves into the tiny bathroom. I squatted down -
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However, do not speak of Wife #7. She has done terrible awful things. The most awful of which being: Seven ate Nine.