FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11concentrated ammonium nitrate was slightly beyond the orbit of Uranus. Capt. Shistrome's job was to plough Planet Diarrhea out into the Kuiper belt where it would get sucked into
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10wife. Funny, now that she's drenched in blood, I no longer want her in that sort of passive aggressive way. That's how cubicle marriages are. Fleeting and drab.
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10The light was orange, he reached for the door hinge. He leapt with a poor twinge. His hair was now more fringed. He made it out except for a singe. The Endge
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11and once I secured that, the "what"s and "who"s would not mean a thing. Secluded and removed from my past and any strings attached, I'd exist in bliss -- incredulous, arrogant bli
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15"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting