FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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He kept thinking but couldn't reach that desired state of epiphany. "Venus... no chrome.. wait what?!" His internal struggle was making him argue with his ridiculous self. -
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[Ominous brass] [Clashing, discordant cymbals] -
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to deal with the constant rashes. I can tell that I'm doing the right thing because the crystal that my soul doctor has me rub is staying the right shade of pink. Of course I don't -
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not allowed to hang out with you anymore. "So?" I asked angrily, forcing all 9 of them to look me in the eye. "So" Lola snapped, "we're not going to either!" "What?" I was hurt and -
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the flames rising from what had been his rental car, a sensible compact he'd picked up only hours ago at the airport. His mind raced. How was he going to explain this to