FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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smells in the fruit basket. And do you really wanna be stuck in that fruit basket? I don't think you do, the speaker shouted. I had to get out of this class. I interrupted by -
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us in a hypnotic progression of thought bubbles. Queen Taenia and I are united in consciousness by the sentient tapeworms that we both carry. Every waking moment we share our -
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Natch, teach saw the note in Emily's hand, & plucked it from her prostrate form. "Passing notes in class?" he chided us over the inert girl. "Hmm, 'Good Job'? What sort of job?" We -
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refused to believe it, blinded by paternal pride. Yellowstone Nate absorbed his father's diatribe, imagining how he might murder him decades on. When Yosemite Sam finished yelling, -
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stood in consternation at seeing so many attendees at the Orange Parkas and Sunglasses Jamboree. By then the cops were showing up. The bank cop pointed them to the park festival.