FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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for the Platinum Paperclip of Good Fortune it was gone!Retracing my steps I found it wedged under the urinal. Just as I was freeing it using the tines of my comb, my boss walked in -
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Awakening to the noise of water dripping from the leaking stone ceiling, I observed my present environment. The throbbing pain of a bruise upon my temple disoriented my judgement, -
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that the society help out by recycling all used bottles and printing on both sides of the paper. But the society didn't listen, and life on Earth ended in the year 2047. -
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the differences between metaphor and the literal scope." "As in," he retorted, "I'm being figuratively henpecked by you, and literally by Sigmund's chicken." Sigmund smiled slyly. -
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and fired wildly and without restraint. The neurons had slept too long, and this fold was just in the wrong place at the right time. Peter's ennui was blasted from the page