FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10They trotted to the back of the building. "Same with this one," concluded Mort, after a bout of shoving against the portal failed to budge it. "Alright, bring out the RPG-7!"
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11I hated my twin brother because he reminded me of myself. I hated myself. So then, I also hated him. Which meant that I also hated myself. It was a vicious cycle.
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10the game was over, we put our balls away and exchanged false phone numbers. That was the last I saw of my hermaphrodite lover, until seven years later, in Paris. S/he was at a cafe
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13The shrincken humbie squalled and caterpunked festily. Fagan glomped inwardly & offed his festerbound handy. Thoroughly tanked, Morose teedled & blowdied Fagan's trestlt until
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10at Kingdom Come Parochial School, and I was having sinful thoughts about her. Joy, to the world, was all light & innocence, which made me want her even more. "Joy!" I called, "