FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11"Yukon gold! Nuggets as big as your fists! Yeehaw!" he said. We immediately took a hard right and canoed to Nova Scotia. Cold as a witches teet it was, but we had nowhere else to
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16Sepia toned, haunting lullabies poured forth from a steely guitar while the brassy voice of the singer stirred us.
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10with a sordid past/future like Custer. Satan imagined it was eating Michael from the inside; working its way out and leaving nothing but numbness behind. Without his fire, Michael
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10on the wheel out of this world. The mayor's groin unfurled and bloomed into a beautiful flower, a pre-cursor to reincarnation. If you take requests, I'd like to be a cat, Buddah.
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11But he rode that bus to work and back. He ignored the stops and just kept riding, no matter how many others boarded. One day that bus ran out of fuel, so he found himself a new bus