FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Victor was afraid of the beautician. He had heard that pink shirted metrosexuals with pointy white shoes visited the beautician and did not want to become -
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All the living beings of the ocean were invited to the party. The predators, their meals and the meals of the meals. The kind of party you can't tell if you'll get out of it alive. -
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reaching out to me, fingers extended, imploring... I eyed the wide variety of arms. Long & skinny, muscular, some tattooed, others dimpled & rosy. The arms dealer blinked & asked -
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to check on the treasure map. As I'd feared, Blackbeard Jr. had caked it in drool, fingerpaint, and... was that a booger? But beyond my cabin's doors, a crew yearned for direction. -
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Loved folding the last lines of stories, and those folks made their own. Valhalla was pondering how this story would end, and it ended anyway, without his auspices. We laughed!