FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I cannot speak, for I am a carrot! Scene 6: [A hillside begins moving on its own] CLARA: The hills are alive! [hill chases CLARA] And they're out to get me! -
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we will rule the night!" "Yes," came the response. "Let us change and forget ourselves. Let us howl at the moon, fly, drink the blood of innocents--" "Wait, what?" -
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I opened the window again. It wasn't too bad after all. I got used to worse things in the past. A cup of hot coffee would make it all better... -
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My husband caught me out from under the bed once ,almost five years ago, ergo my four year old son. I can't let that happen again -
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It was empty. Until a newspaper swept across it. It was lonely, itself with its bad news curling over the wind. Then a dog with ribs showing crossed. Down the street, baby, down