FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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He was the kinda guy that'd take little incidents & observations from everyday life & work them into bits on an anonymous collaborative storytelling site. You know the type. A real -
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easy shuffling thru the vacant corridors of my soul. It hurts when people are nice. He spent a drunken night complimenting me & asking to hang out. Next day, he blocked me on IM. -
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and into the eye socket of a Vietnam Vet who'd lost his eye in battle. The vet had removed his patch right as the button flew in. The button had been made in Vietnam. It whispered -
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2 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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from the discarded balance sheets of the failed banks. The dawn gongs of the financial apocalypse rang without remorse, like sonic battering rams, and the Emanator chortled as