FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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"Bismellah! NO! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread!" "Bismellah! We will not give you bread!" "Give me bread" Will not give you bread! "Give me bread-ohh-ohh-ohh" "No no -
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noticing that their was a dark hollowness in their eyes. A smile was plastered on to an empty soul. Each movement seemed almost robotic. As if they had all life sucked from them. -
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Me in there ! The rats told me, "Join the club!" and stared at me, until I too became Rattus Norvegicus. Now we went as a group and the party really started at 2 that morning. -
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A few things weren't going a few people's way so they collectively said 'what the hay' and elected the flawed man. Protests erupted on day 1 when the flawed man cut off all funding -
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He glared back. It was a glaring contest. My eyes began watering. I propped my eyelids up with toothpicks. He was unwavering. I saw his nose twitch, though. Ah-ha...any moment now.