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RPish thingy...please join!

Violet's eyes slowly open, and she surveys the area around her. "Huh? Where am I?" She say out loud. All around her there are some... trees? Wait, what?!? She blinks and rubs her eyes. Yes, she is not mistaken-those are candy canes. And giant ones, to be exact. Either she has shrunken, or the gingerbread house her little sister was in the process of making had grown. (She had tried to convince her little sister that gingerbread houses were only for Christmas, but she wouldn't listen. That's little sisters for you.)And then she realizes that it can't be her gingerbread house, for the ground is covered in white. And her mom was very firm: No icing on gingerbread houses. She shudders, thinking about the 'incident' that caused the rule to come about. But this icing was... different. As she walked through it, it seemed sort of like a kind of snow. Her feet would softly sink into the sparkling, crisp layer of sugar. And as the realization strikes Violet, a new feeling bubbles up in her-a feeling of excitement.This is what she had dreamed about as a child, what she had wished for on dandelion fuzz, what she had asked for her birthday-and now it was happening. The impossible. She was in-candyland.

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So this is kind of like an RP, and it's kinda not. There is one charrie and a lot of writers. So everyone can write what happens to the charrie, Violet. Violet is 13, and she has jet black hair with purple streaks in it. Her favorite color is purple. That's about all I'm going to write, I'm hoping we can create her personality, backround, and the rest of her appearance throughtout the story. I think this will be really fun! JOIIINN!