FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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DONG. -
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the Zorgian flesh offering, but pinky puree was too tempting. I slurped it gone and apologized to my clone. It (I?) then gnawed my lip, thus beginning a race to consume the other. -
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Henry, Emma, Liam, Larry, Olivia, Lola, Isabel, Mary, Will & Hillary showed up promptly sitting in the boardroom chairs waiting attentively. "Where the hell's Terry?" I bellowed -
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/but heart beating drums drive us to profess/ the love I've come to confesss/ it is no illusion or figment of imagination/ it is just a script for humanity's perpetuation. -
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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