So, prtty much, ANYTHING and EVERYTHING could happen here. Cotton candy can fall out of the sky. The world can be invaded my pigmy shrews. The world is a strange place, after all. You don't need to post characters, but you can if you want.
Name: Freya
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Name: Nacho Frommagio
Age: Unkown
Gender: Male
Species: Chiuahua
Anything else?: Is the king of the land Taco Bell, and specialises on cheese tacos.
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It started as a normal enough day for Freya. She had been attacked by killer washimachines, her and the other customers at the laundrymat's. Luckily, Arnold S. came in with machineguns, and exploded all of the washingmachines. Then she went sailing with the same people from the laundrey place and got shipwrecked in the Sasarra desert. Then it started to get weird.
Freya trudged the the desert. They had pulled straws to see who would go look for help, and she had gotten the short straw. So there she was, in the blazing heat. All of a sudden she had the erge to dance. It was while she was dancing that Nacho Frommagio appeared. She felt a sharp pain in her toe and then everything went black. Then next thing Freya knew, she was in a ball of purple jello, trapped in the Stayin' Alive position.
Well, this was interesting.