FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12And why not? I pondered... but they were such divergent extremes! Could I couple them together? Peanut Butter? Paste of the earth? and.. Jelly? Necter from the sky? What a sandwich
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15worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors.
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11The giant squirrel skittered up to the counter and suddenly froze sideways, chewing rapidly on the stogie, dropping ashes everywhere."You looking for a sofa?" I asked. The squirrel
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12The blacksmith agreed to forge me an axe if I brought him the head of a manakete and a vial of virgin tears. I didn't know of any virgin crybaby manaketes, so this would take time.
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11His head went smack and his jaw went slack when he fell from the great whack. There was no going back. The world went black and as the train appeared he had a panic attack.