FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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102 was to blame, with their incessant electric rhythm guitar thing and then the nail polish fumes made her feel floaty, she got the paint all over her wedding dress. But what if she
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12twisted coils around his feet as he crept out of bed for a midnight snack. The ghostly felines pounced and purred after hovering over a bowl of milk. Turgo took charge
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10ing cheese web they used instead of stretchers thanks to budget cuts. Drowning in dairy, I grasped air feebly with my hands. "My fold," I croaked as they rushed me to the hospital
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12Roberta sat in the boardroom, trembling in her designer dress. Had her brilliant deception been uncovered or was the boss about to give her a
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12So, she tattooed reminders for me on Colin Kaepernick's arm. While watching the NFC Championship, I noticed fresh ink: "Milk, eggs, operation. XOXO." I took a big sip of Natty and