FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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A good-hearted woodcutter was about to chop down a mighty tree when the tree spoke. "In return for my life, I will grant you three wishes," she cried. The woodcutter decided not to -
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the beaver of hyper-criticism. Snow White had wandered into the wrong forest. The goat of existential angst started chewing on the leaves of self-defeat. The narcissistic magpie -
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stonewall, where they were loved and excepted as who they were. They no longer had to pretend that God loved them. They knew he did as he'd given them an out clause or something. -
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ved my arm pits. "It's just so... ish." she quipped as she plucked the last of the hairs. I became weak as new-born lamb, "Curse you woman! Now I'll never be champion!" -
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"Well, that's why they're called WERE wolves, because they were wolves. Now they are just a bunch of fur-wearing pansies." And with that, Jimmy took his angora coat and walked away