((You have recieved an invite to the famous Charmony Festival on the planet Penacony, and today was the day you actually stepped foot on the planet itself. There were bright, flashing lights everywhere - you practically had to squint your eyes every second you were there. Even though you were squinting, you could make out an unfamiliar mop of purple. What exactly could it be?))

― No hard feelings.

You heard a voice ring from behind you, and the cold, sharp steel of a blade rest on your shoulder. You slowly turn your head around and lock eyes with this mysterious woman - a woman that could very well be your judge, jury, and executioner. What will you do?