FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I could count on my wife for understanding. At the meet with P. my cell rang. It was her:"So, Baby, a mermaid?" The tinkle of smashing glass. The sound of my pet's labored breaths. -
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right into a Puerto Rican family reunion. That was just mean. Three days later my Aunt Gracy skipped town with the sparkling jewels. She was in Prague, selling them to a fence -
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Maybe my nightmares could became bestselling fiction. Doc had read all the Twilight books and realised if that trash can be so successful, why not try it himself? We thought up a -
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began to write of forgotten forests, deep bubbling streams, and the mushrooms that grew along them in the dark, warm corners of -
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a reasonable amount, and a place to hang their hat, and a hat they like enough to actually wear, and friends who do not make fun of their hat, and a hobby collecting things that