Developed Intrigue 🍬 Brutal Violence 🍭 Fantasy Worldbuilding 🍫 Serious Premise
One thousand years ago, the army of the King Elak of Kandeland fought against the sugary forces of the chaos wizard Esorcus, and one thousand years ago, the army of Kandeland lost. In the smoldering remains of the old capital, Esorcus used his chaos magic to reform the very fabric of his new kingdom's laws of physics and natural world, before disappearing into the night as if the punchline to some cruel, final joke. Denizens of Esorcus's abandoned Candyland came in two forms; those who found themselves turned into candied abominations as penance for fighting for the armies of men, or the purely candy children of Esorcus -- The Gingerbread Men, The Marshmallow Harpies, The Gumfolk, and the many other candypeople, all abandoned by Esorcus.
This is, of course, all the speculation of historians, clergymen, and scholars. The oldest written recordings in caves of the Ice Cream Bay indicate a sea made just as much from root beer as it is now. Ancient tax records of the Chocolate Coin Bank all plainly state conversions from Chocolate Coin to Gummy Dollar. The Candycane Forest has trees with so many swirls that they cannot logically be less than several thousand years old. Nobody knows For as long as anyone can remember, the world has been made out of candy. Whatever came before it is unimportant and not worth asking too many questions about. The point of this roleplay is not for me to convince you the logical steps on how this became a world made out of candy, it is for us all to collectively challenge ourselves to write emotionally gripping tales and characters in a world made out of candy.
This is, of course, all the speculation of historians, clergymen, and scholars. The oldest written recordings in caves of the Ice Cream Bay indicate a sea made just as much from root beer as it is now. Ancient tax records of the Chocolate Coin Bank all plainly state conversions from Chocolate Coin to Gummy Dollar. The Candycane Forest has trees with so many swirls that they cannot logically be less than several thousand years old. Nobody knows For as long as anyone can remember, the world has been made out of candy. Whatever came before it is unimportant and not worth asking too many questions about. The point of this roleplay is not for me to convince you the logical steps on how this became a world made out of candy, it is for us all to collectively challenge ourselves to write emotionally gripping tales and characters in a world made out of candy.
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