FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13reconnoiter the rocky dry masses above the surface. At first my stubby fins and rudimentary lungs made progress difficult but soon my fins developed articulation and became legs.
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10'This is NOT a book' it said on the cover. He turned it (book?) around in his hands and thought:'if this is NOT a book, then what is it?' He tried to open it, but the cover seemed
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11Shrieking, the banshee closed in on the Irish pub.
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20But 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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10wined her arms tightly around my neck, grunted & whispered in a raspy voice. "MINE!" Aunt Gracy? A jewel thief? She snatched the sparkling Carmen Lucia from my grasp & shoved me