FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11he'd left the world of twisted metal and broken bodies behind when he'd renounced underground exoskeleton fighting. But here he was, working sanitation in the early morning, stari
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12feet 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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10I narrowed my eyes. He flared his nostrils. I raised an eyebrow. He stuck his tongue out. I flopped one hand around just out of sight and then slapped him hard with the other hand
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11I hated my twin brother because he reminded me of myself. I hated myself. So then, I also hated him. Which meant that I also hated myself. It was a vicious cycle.
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12Maybe if I wasn't such a colossal ass my twin brother wouldn't be such a tremendous fartknocker. Then I wouldn't hate him, or me, so much. I decided to make a change.