FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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the folder. The story in this case is the author, the folder becomes the pen. There is no such thing as virtuosity, or at least there is no need for it anymore. Technology replaces -
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on the autumnal equinox I had a vision. The giant stones formed 11s and started dancing about. I blame it on the -
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A Poem About My Mother - Humble,sweet,but often dreary/My mother is a soulless fairy/Beneath her lips,color of cherry/Three blackened teeth,a tongue so hairy/ -
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why it stinks." "Are you sure you didn't add anything else to the roast? It has an earthy flavor." "Well, I did drag it through the dirt after stealing it and running away from the -
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. I realized then that the rub was a spicy red and black pepper mix. On a whim, I hurled a handful at the wizard's face. As he sneezed, sparkling dust (his powers!) shot out.