I stand, a little nervously, in front of the doors, shivering slightly as a cool breeze hits me. I have, in recent weeks, realized I no longer have even decent social skills.

You know these people, they're some of your best friends. Get yourself together.

I make myself step inside, my tray of watermelon sliding dangerously in my arms. Do NOT drop it. If you drop it, I swear I will-

I do not drop it.

I hurriedly walk towards the snack table, begging myself not to drop the tray. I manage to set it down beforea anything catastrophic happens.

Then I take a slice because watermelon is the best. I also (for once) remember to grab a paper napkin so I don't drip juice everywhere.

Finding a corner to stand in, I finish up the slice and crumple up the napkin.

Then I go in search of a trash can or a recycling bin, someone to ask if the napkin is recyclable even though it has watermelon juice all over it, and maybe some social interaction.

Unfortunately, now I feel decisively antisocial. Lumi, you are not an antisocial person. Get over yourself and go find someone to talk to. You know these people for goodness' sake, they're your friends, so stop pretending to be antisocial.

My thoughts sound suspiciously like my AEs. Finally, I find someone. 

"Um, hi, do you know if this is recyclable?" I ask, holding up the soaked napkin. No, no, no. Have I mortally embarrassed myself already?  

"It has watermelon juice on it and I wasn't sure if that made it unrecyclable or," I add uncomfortably.

The person smiles at me and says...

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P.S. Happy CBversary, Win! I don't think I got around to making a post on your thread so I'll just say it here- you're an amazing person who brings a lot to the CB and one of the people I really looked up to (and still look up to) when I first joined. Your art is incredible, and I love how you never stop improving and your style is always changing :) 

Name: Emekittycon Kitten A.K.A Em

Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her

Appearance: I have black ankle-length meduim curly hair, and light green eyes. I also have tan skin, black lipstick on the top lip, and deep deep DEEP purple on the bottom lip. I will be wearin' a light purple, gold, and black tank-top with shorts and a black accented with gold and sparkly purple skirt that goes to my knees, with black and deep purple sandals. I will also have my sapphire frame tiara with gold, rubies, emeralds, and diamonds. I will aslo have my diamond and amythest necklace.

Will you be bringing food or drinks? If so, what are you bringing: I'll bring my blue raspberry, watermelon, and strawberry drink, with 3 different flavor chips.

Bradley said "kanoi". Oil can? Great, now I have to deal with a CAPTCHA that wants an oil can. 

In front of the staircase there's a well-worn groove in the floor that I call the Path of Worry. I'm pacing down it's length like I've done so many times, reminding myself that it'll be okay and not to worry. Fable yells at me to shut up and get going already, so I slip my flats on, pull up my gloves, and slip my mask onto my face. The comforting concealment helps me concentrate and I unfurl my wings, ready to go. "Ya haesss sssoyan," I tell myself.
A second after I'm in the air, Vix calls me down so she can give me a black headband. Just after I start to fly again, Fable grabs my foot and drags me back down, dumping a handful of glitter on my head. Then I'm flying, hoping that Luli has nothing else to remind me of.

`*.+'.`*

Fifteen minutes later, I'm walking through the grand double doors into a large room with elegant vaulted ceilings. It's so open and so well-lit with all the fancy chandeliers I start to get uncomfortable. Several people are drifting around the space, the sound of voices mixing with the faint music that's playing. Not one but three people try to catch my eye. I look down and avoid their gazes- I may be able to touch water, but fear of eye contact is one of the enderman traits I did inherit. Someone bumps against me and my fists clench, my breath starting to come in short, uneven gasps. I have to get out of here.
My plate of cookies goes on the long food table with a loud, clattering noise that causes conversation around me to halt. I smile nervously under my mask and manage to squeak out an apology before conjuring up all the strength inside me, imagining a slowly revolving pearl in shades of dark cyan sucking in all my energy. I squeeze my eyes shut and push the energy out, disappearing in a shower of purple sparks.

`*.+'.`*

I wink into sight three feet in the air, then fall and start skidding across the polished floor of a large library. When I reopen my eyes, the purple specks fade from my vision and the cloudiness vanishes from my head. Everything is slightly blurry and I fail to see the person in front of me, resulting in a crash so loud my head starts to ring. My wing is twisted awkwardly and the person I crashed into is squashed against a bookshelf. I push myself up hurriedly and grab their hand, staring at the ground as I help this poor person to their feet.

"I-I'm sorry- Teleporting isn't- I'm not-” I mumble something about not being an experienced enderman and lift my gaze slightly, focusing on the person's shoulder instead of their face. I realize that their hand is still in mine and drop it like I'm burned- which, to be honest, I feel like I am. I'm so embarrassed. 

"Naeggyo," I whisper, then clap my hand over my mouth. Was that ENDERMAN? Did I honestly just speak in ENDERMAN to a COMPLETE STRANGER?

My frantic thoughts are interrupted by the person, who seems confused.

"Are you okay?" they ask, and I slump down, hugging my legs and pressing my face against my knees.

"Yaiue naeggyo- I mean, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to crash into you! I-" I stop.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-" I whisper, misreading the look on their face.

I wait anxiously for their response while considering what to say next.

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Hiii, children!  I'm finding that my sona, who you see in the text above, is slightly different from the real me. My official story for her is that she used to live with a group of Endermen that glitched onto Earth and then for some reason she had to escape to the Chatterbox. She lived in the Margins under the name 'Void' for a while before receiving an invintation to the Realm of Imagination. She adopted the name 'dreamiing' because of her habit to do things while sleeping that she doesnt remember afterwards. Her Ender name will be kept secret for a while. 
(ik you're probably wondering what the heck the 'Margins' are or why my sona got an invintation. I've started coming up with Chatterbox lore recently [which is super fun, anyone want me to share what I have so far?] and the Margins are the suburbs of the Chatterbox, where glitches, non-CBers, abandoned AEs, etc. spend their time. Non-CBers can receive invintations to become a CBer if they are worthy. The lore is super complex and I love it.)

Anyways, yuyodd! 

ps. Yaiue naeggyo means 'I'm sorry', ya haesss sssoyan means 'I got this', and yuyodd means 'bye' in Enderman :D

pps. You probably noticed the mentions of Fable, Vix, and Luli. More on them is coming later. 

ppps. stan ranboo

*yeets self through the window* 

I enter the ballroom, not seeing many farmiliar faces. I readjust my grip on the thermos andf box of toffee bars and walk over to the staircase, where Agent Winter is welcoming guests.

I wave, nearly dropping my cargo. "Whoops! Hi, Win, happy CBversary!"

"Thanks!" she responds. "The food table's over there." She points, and I walk in that direction.

There are several people milling around by the table. I set down my food, then grab a milkshake, just so that I have something to hold. I lean back against the wall and start scanning the room for anyone I know.

I walk in, my dress swishing with every step.  I find the perfect spot on the snack table and carefully set down the plate of cookies I brought.  I made a triple batch this time, nearly used the whole jar of flour.  But it will be worth it, I know a lot of CBers came.  With that done, I look around, see who's all here. Some faces I've seen, but don't know.  And others like Agent Winter, who I wave at. 

Oh wow! I see Honeybee's earrings sparkle as the light catches them just right. How does she manage to keep her hair up like that?

I want to get out and talk to people, but I just can't.  I give myself some time and munch on a piece of watermelon.

I walk into the ballroom nerveusly. I've never been to a CB party, and I'M LATE. Ugh. Though, it wasn't my fault. Koi kept fussing over my hair...

I quickly set my pitcher of lemonaide and rasberry meltaways on the snack table, then look around. Lots of people are here already, talking and laughing. I sigh. How awkward it is to be one of the last people here!

I look over to a corner and notice a girl with a large cape and a purple dress in a corner by herself. I reconize her as Niteskiies.

I walk over and smile. "Hi, I'm Writing! How are you?"

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(Sorry if I did anything wrong this is my first RP!) 

"Yes it is a nice party" I say to Perriwinkle. "Thanks for the endless milkshake its delicious". "I love the perriwinkle flowers in your hair, they look so nice" I say. "Do you want to check out the garden?" "I saw some beautiful flowers there". "You should try the pumpkin doughnut holes they are super good". "I have a secret, I kind of might have broughten my captcha, xak....." "Do you think it will be ok with Agent Winter?"

I make my way up the stairs, my green skirt swishing around my ankles. My platter of fruit is balanced carefully on my hands with my sketch book tucked under my arm. I make my way through the front doors and enter the ballroom filled with guests, I recognize some of them from around the CB.

Weaving between the CBers, I head for the table where the food is set out. I place the platter I'm holding upon it, clumsily dropping my sketch book as I do so. I pick it up hastily and glance around the room. Spotting Agent Winter in her black and gold dress, I make my way over to her. "Happy CBversery!" I say.

"Agent winter!" I call. She walks over and I say "I'm really sorry but I brought my captcha xak he really wanted to go so I let him come with me". Is is going to be ok with you? "He might be a little crazy though....." Just then xak leaps out of my arms and runs to the food table. He starts scarfing down all of the food. "Catch him!" I say. "I'm so sorry everyone brought nice food and now he is eating all of it!" Niteskies reaches out to try to grab him but he slips away. He runs into the pool making a splash that sprays water onto CBers party clothes. "Well now we can't get him unless someone wants to go swimming" I say. "Well might as well go to the garden Peri"