FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11what I tasted like. Now I could find out without having to chop off and cook one of my appendages. I longingly gazed at my clone with my mouth watering. NO! My clone was for
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10No probs. My questions as statements are: 1. You are doing this. 2. I am doing this. 3. Show me the way to San Jose. What this says about my folding brain is that I could with spic
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10suspicious, then ran out of the bank and down the street to the park, where she disappeared into a crowd of people who all wore parkas and sunglasses. The bank cop that followed
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10I could count on my wife for understanding. At the meet with P. my cell rang. It was her:"So, Baby, a mermaid?" The tinkle of smashing glass. The sound of my pet's labored breaths.
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10centuries later, having birthed an estimated 12% of the global population. This strange corpse-human heritage is the cause of the brutal and ongoing zombie wars on earth.