FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10I still felt like I had found no joy. That was until she walked up. "Hi my name is Joy> I think we're in the same class," she extended her hand. I started so hard I jumped.
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10It made him feel purdy. He spackled on flesh-colored foundation to cover the scars and stitch marks. Now what to do about the blue tongue and nails?
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14This Christmas, I asked myself a very important question: "Has anything about me changed? Why do I still hate the world? And where's the turkey?" But this time, it'll be different.
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10desperately searching for a bar with live music. The warm tones of the ukulele still echoed in my head, but all I could find was a sleazy bar with a death metal band. It would have
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11want-to-be novelist who would always show up at the party, drink all the box wine, and recite passages from the unseen book he was working on. FS is the drug for this schmoe.