FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I'm not paranoid! I'm not paranoid! [curtain] Scene 7: [CLARA sprawled onstage, moaning] BUSTER: Well, what's this? Are those tire marks? [hill giggles] -
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There is one thing I know for sure about myself: I don't know how to write a college essay. I can ride a horse while standing up and juggling, I can paint a better painting than -
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scattered across Grandma's lawn so her flowers feel nice and fresh this year when they bloom in the spring. Just clean this up so that -
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what a son of a peach she is, you're plum tuckered out before raisin any good points. Orange you? Of course you are. So kum, quat does it really matter in the end? -
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to my death. The coroner ruled it as a Yuletide suicide, but he was wrong. I had just had too much spirit of the season. At least I wouldn't have to send any more cards or go to