FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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is inversely proportional to imagination; PurpleProf made 16 accounts, one for each Myers-Briggs type, and wrote her own stories. "I surprise me every time," she cackled. Chaz knew -
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on the horizon of Planet Pubis. Capt. Shistrome gasped, recognizing...CRAP! "YOU again!" he cried. Chairman only smiled serenely at the captain, ready to wipe that sh*t-eating grin -
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marveled at its beauty. In the end, it was a well-crafted craft, and it sailed, silent but deadly, to its intended target. No one else saw it coming. But that is another story. -
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we had food! There were meat and snacks and all kinds of things that would keep has fed for weeks. Suddenly, being lost in the woods wasn't so bad. Not that we were lost, as I was -
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Until some lord named Wellington came onto the scene and designed better boots to wear in the rain. Once the Queen knighted and named a pastry after Wellington, Kenny's name was no