Sebastian quietly saunters into the ballroom, in a black suit and tie. They look around at many people who have come to the ball, studying a few who caught their eye. The ballroom is crowded with so many unique creatures, Sebastian is almost overwhelmed.

They start getting excited when the first song starts to play. Wait a minute... Sebastian thinks to themself for a second until realizing that they didn’t have anyone to dance with. Sebastian starts getting tense, and nervous, not know what to do. 

Sebastion slouches and starts heading over into one of the many corners of the ballroom, not knowing what else they could do. It seemed like everyone else was already dancing with someone.  

Coquelicot-

Great. My one chance to talk to another AE and she didn't even notice me. It's my fault I guess. I'm not very noticeable.

Sadly, I wander over to the punch table and grab a glass. My eyes well up with salty tears and I desperately gulp down punch in an attempt to stop blubbering. Suddenly, a wet feeling seeps through my beautiful gown. With a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, I look up. A horrified AE stands in front of me clutching a half filled glass of punch. "I'm so sorry!" She gasped. 

"It's okay." I try to say, but instead I open my mouth and tears start rolling down my cheeks. It's a long time before I manage to say anything through the wailing. A few AEs have glanced over at me curiously and the ball room's gone quiet. I feel so bad that the AE who spilled the punch on me looks upset, but I can't stop crying. Embarassed, I fly out of the ballroom and huddle outside in the cold, a complete wreck. 

Beryl:

I am so glad we came to this ball. Covered in pie and cream, I make my way into the main hall to find a distraught looking AE by the punch table and a few groups of AEs huddled in clusters around the room. Coquelicot is nowhere to be seen. I make my way over to an AE standing alone and offer my hand. (The AE can be anyone). 

Raven spills punch all over another AE, who starts crying and runs out. Cloud looks a bit weirded out, and honestly, Pzun sympathizes. 

“Look, Pzun, there’s a pie war,” Sage says. Pzun has always liked bold-italic voices. Italics sound dreamy and whispery, and bold just sounds loud, but bold-italics are deep and raspy and interesting. Pzun is worried he might be growing up.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Pzun grins and grabs her hand (which is not a Moment, nope, definitely not,). Together, the two run off to the pie war.

“Sage, check this out.”

“What?” Sage says, ducking a flying pie. Pzun grins, sharklike. 

“Copy and paste.”

***

Pzun slams the paste button again, creating a deluge of pies, which Sage grabs and throws. There’s raspberry on his hair and pumpkin on his shirt- Blue is going to be so mad- but he doesn’t care. Sage is laughing, hair thrown back, flinging like a maniac and missing most, with a spot of whipped cream on one cheek and a spot of apple on the other.

“We should build a wall,” Pzun says, “A wall of pies, that we can hide behind.”

“Good idea,” Sage says, and starts piling the pies up, squishing them all together. Pzun adds to the pile, and pulls a knife out of his pocket (Sage looks a bit disturbed). He cuts a slice for himself and Sage, and hands her one. She takes a bite, and her eyes light up. “This is good! I don’t see why we’re wasting all this.”

“There is infinite stuff here,” Pzun points out, and then his eyes go wide and he pulls Sage to the ground. “Incoming!”

***

Hannah ran off after the AE- Coliquet- so Cloud is left, searching for a dance. She walks over to Sebastian and extends a hand. “May I have this dance?” 

Sebastian is about to answer, but then Cloud is distracted by Blue switching tabs in the background. “Blue,” she says, “why are you googling Baby Shark and Despacito lyrics?”

Blue grins. “The CBers get to choose the soundtrack, don’t they?”

“Excuse me,” Cloud says to Sebastian, and tackles Blue. 

-Vivian-

The pie war is AWESOME! Until I see another AE run out the door. I duck from an incoming pie, and run out the door. "Hey, you okay?" I ask.

The AE looks up. "Not really," she mutters.

"Tell me about it. Like, tell me about it literally," I say, while taking out a can of red graffiti paint. I never miss a chance to graffiti. 

NAME: Captain Xanara (Ex-ah-nar-ah), goes casually by Captain X or just Cap.

SPECIES: Valyan, ocean variety
JOB/TITLE: AE
APPEARANCE: Gorgeous, but she doesn't admit it. Like a dragon anthro, except her wings are bigger, giving her a superior advantage with swimming and brawling, and her tail is longer and more powerful, with a frill at the end like a fin. Scales the color of sea foam over her eyes like a diadem. Her hair is also this color and short, almost boycut. Her eyes are green, like the color of the ocean before a storm. Her inscisors are more pointed than usual. Fair skin and a few freckles from being in the sun. Often seen wearing a white hoodie and blue jeans, with her sea-foam-white draconic wings through holes in her hoodie. Percieved age: 16

For the Ball, Cap will be wearing a modified sailor uniform. I'll probably draw a picture of her sometime in the next millenia... XP

PERSONALITY: Quiet, antisocial, with a constanly sad look in her eyes. Pessimistic, kind, loyal to a fault, and secretly depressed. She tries to act happy for the people she's around. Unable to be intimidated. Not a crybaby. Strong of heart and stubborn, hates to see injustice. Will not hesitate to put herself in harm's way for others. Doesn't pick fights but will fight back fiercely and without regard. Occasionally, when she has something to be happy about, she will actually be happy, but that isn't very often.

Cap~

I walk into the Ballroom, my wings fluttering with curiosity ever so slightly. I look around. I witness an AE, who was previously innocently sitting there, staring off into space, pelted by hard cherry pies. Without thinking I run over to him as he wipes cherry pie off of his face.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I ask, trying to help him get clean of the pie. He stops short and looks up at me. I note that his eyes are slightly red and puffy. He's been crying.

"Nobody's ever really cared to ask me that except for Scarlet..." Oh, this is Reganam, Catsclaw's AE. I feel pity for him. His eyes focus on my face. "Yes, sorry. I'm fine, I think, although I may need to change my suit..." He smiles faintly. I smile and nod. "Uh, please excuse me..." He walks off towards the men's bathrooms. I watch him carefully as he disappears behind the door. He intrigues me...

~

I ship them! Catsclaw what do you think? 

Maki tilted her head, a far-off look drifting over her face. “Perfection is forever unreachable. It might seem close for one goal, but there is always more that can be done.” She sighed blinking her clear blue eyes a few times, then shook her head slightly and focused back on her buzzing phone. “Oh excuse me...”

“Maki?” Neko’s voice sounded through the speaker.

“Yes?”

“I need you to settle a very important debate...”

The AE sighed. “Very important” for Neko was...either too important or of no importance at all. Often the second. “What is the issue?”

”Are Swedish Fish seafood?”

Maki groaned. “No you idiot. If we are talking about the little red gummies, then they are made in a factory, not from the sea. And given how much sugar they have, I would hardly consider them proper food.” 

“Thank you!”

Maki muttered a curt “Good bye.” and hung up.

In the distance she saw cloud trying to save everyone from bad music. Unfortunately, it was too late.

“If only there was a quieter place.” 

Wait. Are we all talking about Reg? Ugh. Forget my last post. Admins could you delete it? 

I'm not sure which one you mean so I'm not deleting anything yet–give me the first line and I will. --Admin 

Caspian laughed good-naturedly.

It appears  that this was both the first and the last dance of the evening-  The pair finished with an elegant dip as the bouncy music started up over the loudspeakers.  Would you like to continue an attempt to dance, or something else?  He ducked, chuckling, as a bannana cream pie whizzed overhead.

Coquelicot-

I gaze up at the AE in confusion. Is she making fun of me? I can't tell. Maybe she's just being ...nice. I sigh and bite my lip. And then I say, before I can stop my self "I have no...real friends. I thought I'd make some at the ball, but..." I trail off. The AE is spray painting graffiti on the wall. "Continue." She says smiling slightly. I raise my eyebrows, but carry on. "But all I managed to do was make a fool of myself and ruin my dress." The AE sighs sympathetically. She's a pretty good listener.

"Don't worry, there's plenty of spare dresses in the ballroom." She offers her hand to me. I take it, and get to my feet.

"Thank you." I say. "What's your name?" 

My post starts with 'Cap~'... It's the only one that start with that on here so...