FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10Now that he thought about, Rambo used to go into the theater and watch Glitter. That smell of hot butter popcorn and Mariah Carey's windblown hair spoke to Rambo's inner
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12And why not? I pondered... but they were such divergent extremes! Could I couple them together? Peanut Butter? Paste of the earth? and.. Jelly? Necter from the sky? What a sandwich
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11noticing that their was a dark hollowness in their eyes. A smile was plastered on to an empty soul. Each movement seemed almost robotic. As if they had all life sucked from them.
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11read the translated cuneiform from her long lost grandmother's recipebook. As she stared into the compact mirror, she asked, "How do I make a souffle?" Suddenly, a ghostly face app
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10He glared back. It was a glaring contest. My eyes began watering. I propped my eyelids up with toothpicks. He was unwavering. I saw his nose twitch, though. Ah-ha...any moment now.