FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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off his hand rolled cigarette. "You do look mellow, or something," I said. Eeyore wore a beret & rectangular sunglasses, and had a goatee. He was even walking on his hind legs. -
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If only I was whiter than this. The world would be complete. Instead I sit here upon my throne of lies and watch the world burn. This is my story. This is my fate. It is not mine. -
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Potato. Heaps and heaps of potato in its many varieties. Pulverized! Fricassee! Fried! Smashed! Sliced. Potato. She set to work, and her guests barely noticed the chicken flavor. -
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mental state. It was an entirely wrathless state he achieved with 10 years of total indifference at work and in the bedroom. But this fold, THIS FOLD. Peter's dormant neurons awoke -
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funny holding it in their hands. "Hold it too long, and they will say we're playing with it," Number One joked, and like usual Number Two dropped the ball. The magic orb bounced