FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But then, what was the purpose of my life? If I was simply a machine, controlled by someone with the remote, whence came my sense of autonomy? I puzzled over this question while -
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Was she worthy of tasting the noodles, however? There they lay, so perfectly in the china bowl, glistening with butter. She bent her head to fathom the aroma. All of the sudden, -
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she like cat fights. A spray of fairydust caused Wendy to sneeze, dropping the foot of the table on her toe. Tink shot into her dresser through the keyhole & poked holes in Wendy's -
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I blinked. Did his eyes just turn red there for a moment? "I've always wanted a child named Vlad," he replied, leaning closer to me. "Marry me. Now." Mesmorized, I threw down my
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in horror, their rotting lips curled upwards in disgust. The fetid stench emanating from my armpits repelled all of the rancid, decaying zombies until I was standing alone in the