FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Unfortunately, home faced the world. But I would persevere, on my small floating green moon with its leaping brooks and wildflowers. My hobbit-like cottage nestled in a hollow, -
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He dressed up as a monk and gave candy to street walkers, then changed his mind about the whole thing once the stock market collapsed and asked for his help. It was Sunday, 3 years -
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and mooed loudly. "My apologies, ma'am," I said, stepping out of the queue. I didn't have time to wait for the cows to manoeuvre themselves into the tiny bathroom. I squatted down -
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" Sharon looked up from her motorcycle repair. Her sneer evolved into astonishment. Steve was a blank and he knew it, and he was sincere. "Hop on, babe. We'll see how it goes." Fi -
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in blood or what? It's just your soul. Nothing much. No more than 21g of your entire body weight. A negligible little thing for what I offer. Revenge, pure and sweet. Can't ask for