FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10wrinkly. Steve ran his fingers through Sharon's fu and gripped tight. His fu was revolving. Then... clattering. A door - SLAM. Their manchus had run away TOGETHER TO NEPAL
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11At all costs, I'm just trying to avoid eye contact. I can handle the repugnant smell and deal with the abhorrent facial sores. But if that guy next to me on the bus starts to
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15by the spinning gold & the chanting words of SuperBuddy. "May the robbers present here regret their actions & alter their evils ways. May they instead find good jobs & peace beyond
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12Do not continue this FoldingStory. By it's completion, it will leave you in a cold sweat, awake until the early hours, staring into the darkness. This thread ends here. Goodnight.
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10. He raised a hand to the welt in astonishment. He pointed behind me. I followed his finger. He tapped my shoulder. I put my palm to my nose bridge avoiding his 3 stooges eye poke.