FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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15worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors.
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10showers. I never should have joined the Herbert West High soccer team. I'd heard that bullying was rampant among the undead, but I hadn't been prepared for their unyielding cruelty
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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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10unconscious body. I pretended to look at my list ignoring the stares of the other shoppers. The PA crackled, "Attention customers: Clean up in aisle 11 due to doofus. Sorry for
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11ays ready to push it up the hill again, because each time the boulder rolled down, small chunks chipped off it and the task became easier. At the bottom Sisyphus greeted Prometheus