FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Shuffling my notecards, I could tell this date was bombing quickly. I decided to use the last boomerang left in my arsenal. "Would you be opposed to naming our first kid Vladimir?"
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11way crossing. I heard a train whistle in the distance. "Are you crazy? That rose was solid gold!" Lucca cursed. He was going to have to retrieve it before it was destroyed.
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13misanthropic bug bites & stings instill you with insecticidal rage?" I couldn't reply. I'd been transported on love's blissful wings to a clinic for the treatment of entomophilia.
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11watching their dismembered husbands carried off to the graveyard. Children beans' voices rose up and down through the days in an everlasting sob. But one bean was silent.
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11time trying to polish out the boulder damage, which also smoothed over the nice scourge-n-gravel antiquing he and Hercules had applied. Atlas's bedside table would just have to