FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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d chafes, but rugged outdoor types regard their tweed burned bums as a badge of honor. In fact I keep a basket of cockles & fresh nettle leaves by my tweed waterbeds side table -
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suspicious, then ran out of the bank and down the street to the park, where she disappeared into a crowd of people who all wore parkas and sunglasses. The bank cop that followed -
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but the shag carpet piles look thirty feet tall. I started to run and ran smack dab into a red pistachio nutshell and was knocked unconscious. When I awoke, I was staring up at -
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My clone and I started eating other until you couldn't tell where he began and I ended and then two snakes slithered by and said, "Wow, well I never. A human Palindrome? -
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I was tired of being so clever and self-involved, but the baroque tapestry of my superior mind had already been woven. I avoided commoners for their sake; even a simple "hello"