FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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feet that were stained on the bottom with the toil of her grape stomping ancestors. Their laughter made them feel young and Shall kissed him on the ear and whispered that -
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Unfortunately I also was allergic to berries. There I was, six feet under, covered in hives, and itchy as hell. To escape, I punched through the coffin lid and clawed through -
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sackcloth & ashes which used to be the go-to fashion statement for medieval atoners has been shunned by Vogue and the bailiffs are hammering on my door. They've taken the sewing -
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sweet nothings to him, reminding him of those warm, balmy evenings in Vietnam where he would operate on small animals. He was unusual in that he was an actual vet, not military. -
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The Z-liner skimmed over the waves making a B-line for Havanna. After 20 min Mr.Cruke noticed they were deviating from the chartered course. With the suitcase cuffed to his wrist