FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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My puppet master yanked my strings to and fro. One moment he or she, I think I prefer a she, has plopped me on the divan watching hours and hours of Antique Roadshow and the next I -
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suspicious, then ran out of the bank and down the street to the park, where she disappeared into a crowd of people who all wore parkas and sunglasses. The bank cop that followed -
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Dogs were her passion, her life. She had to try it. She could go to Harvard later. Like her mother always said "Money can wait, dreams cannot" -
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Resolved, I set out alone, hitching my way to San Jose with nothing but the clothes on my back & my Michael Kors purse. By the time I got to Wichita, I thought maybe I was wrong -
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I counted the items in the small plastic bag again. "Nope. I have two bolts when I only need one bolt and I'm missing a small screw", I scanned the hieroglyphs in the instructions