FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Ikea knew. I was surrounded by planks & screws, tears & snot running down my face. Then a glint & embedded in some polystyrene, a huge emerald. I picked it up. It was transmitting -
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heard of electricity, but never actually tasted it. But after a few seconds, the disappointing truth occurred to her: electricity tastes just like chicken. Her dinner plans were -
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by a veritable storm of neuronal activity. Peter's ennui floated somewhere above his frontal parietal lobe. Peter was having an epileptic seizure.. Fold and Pass flashed rapidly as -
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evil sorcerers. Me and my buddy Jimbo was gonna teach 'em, but one of the kids escaped, we got busted and then sent to prison where I now write you this letter. Mr. President, -
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"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting