FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Bearnard closed his eyes in the face of the wind. The sound of water crashing around the ferry could not disturb his dream. He saw a sky, bruised with bold clouds, threatening to -
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ography, who declared, "With all those mewling mammelings, by government order I must monitor your mammaries." I lifed my shirt as the Minister of Mammography counted my nipples. -
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Chad's Postcard Emporium in Laguna Beach. Sure, Chad lacked the savvy and know-how of his uncle Moe in Manhattan, but he had a certain sense. He nearly touched my "cold sore" and -
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air and felt the streams of the current rippling against my body. I swam in the air, back stroking, spiralling up a thermal until I could see him far below me looking up at me, a -
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He counted the laundered money, putting it in his suitcase. He was off to the Cayman Islands, to live there pemanently. He and his family boarded the Z-liner, then it took off.