FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
-
19
or a new pair of running shoes to out run my parents if the found out that I was knocked up, again. It would help if I wasn't addicted to Professor Drinkingstein's hypnotherapy. He -
13
his future as a superstar Folder seemed to dwindle with every passing second. "You can still finish this, just concentrate!" a faint voice in his epilepsy-wracked brain told him. -
19
I grew a new perspective. I now believed that I was a brain in a box where others are controlling not only what I experience but if I experienced it.
-
11
manchus blowing in the breeze. Steve envied Sharon's red-golden fu, the way the light caught it and seemed to dance within it. His own dark black fu was now shot with grey, and -
13
The Clufwaang spake,"Snickle, Fagan! Your Gefurtwenger slothes and jangnates in your drivish, hubchungling sot! I am klunked with you--bronisiously!" Fagan turned and queened, his