Adept shifted his weight absently, wondering why the crowd had increased in number all the sudden. He also wondered why none of them seemed to remember about going to the party anymore. Maybe he should just go home? It's not like he was interested in the party in the first place anyway

"Hi, shadow," Diamondmist smirked at the newcomer. Loads of new people...she didn't want this to turn into a crowd.

If she was right, the pink girl was...iPink. Oh, yeah. iPink had a few drawings in the collegium and wrote nice stories. (The name fits, she though sardonically.)
The_AdeptRogue had to be the knight...Diamondmist had heard about him.
Shadowshed was her friend, along with Indra...and Ryo was a cat-lover like her.

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She was snapped out of her musings by Indra hysterically laughing like a madwoman.

Diamondmist smiled only a little bit as a shyly blushing witch only clad in a cloak and underwear shrieked in a dark section of the forest area they were surrounded in. She waved her wand and a gown materialized.
We'll get along well, I think, Diamondmist's smirk turned just a little wider, I always liked magic-users. And the girl has style. iPink too, but...

She liked pink, but too much was pushing it...blue was her favorite color.

A pinkish mist settled but iPink twirled happily, dispersing it. Diamondmist didn't dwell on it, instead opting to remind company of THE party.

"People. Yo. Notice something? About time?" she asked sarcastically. Yes, she was sarcastic.


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((Yes, I modeled my character after myself ))

Yuffie stood at the door to the palace wondering whether or not to go in. There seemed to be a little party going on down the road. She debated it a bit more, and decided to stay where she was.

Yuffie wore a very light blue dress with one full sleeve The dress went to her knees and was a little ragged around the edges. She was also wearing a black cape that fell to her ankles. This wrapped around her mid section and there was a sleeve that covered her other arm. Her knee-high boots were black, too.

She stared at the giant clock in the castle. Tapping her foot and holding her shuriken close to her, she walked over to the other group. Her curiosity had taken over her.

As she approached the other group, she saw Indra and Shadowshed. She recognized them. Yuffie heard Indra laughing, and she looked around to see what she was laughing about. She shook her head as she saw one of the newer residents flying to the castle in her underwear. She joined the group to see Ryo half hidden and on the ground.

"Hey everyone." she said casually.

Indra rolled her eyes at iPink's gaudy display.

Weirdo, Indra thought. Then she turned to diamondmist.

"Yeah," she said. "Let's get goi-"

She was interupted by someone saying, "Hey everyone."

"Uh . . . hey . . . Yuffie, right?" Indra said with a fake smile. She liked Yuffie well enough, but . . . there were just too many people joining them.

"You know," Indra finally sighed. "I don't care what you people do, but I'm going to the party." And without another word, she turned around and walked in the direction of the castle.

(Sorry, everyone! xD Ryo became suddenly busy again, so he hasn't posted.)

Confused, Ryo sat on the ground. Just a second ago he was on his way to the party, and now there was what looked to be a semi-angry mob forming around him: one girl mysteriously blew pink smoke everywhere; he inhaled too much and coughed, someone on a broom flew past in her underwear with a cloak tied around her shoulders, one of them kept talking to their stomach about food, and another one of them kept looking away as if he wanted to leave.

"Where did all of these people come from!?"

"U-Um... Er..." Ryo stuttered quietly as he glanced back and forth from person to person. He could hear bits and pieces of what everyone's conversations.

"You know, I don't care what you people do, but I'm going to the party," said the girl with the robes.

"The party? ... Oh, no! The ice cream! Ryo completely forgot!"

His stomach taking over, he hopped up off the ground, lost his balance and fell over again, hopped back up again, and started running in a random direction that he hoped led to the castle. "That ice cream is Ryo's! No doubt about it!" Unfortunately for him, he took another wrong turn and lo-and-behold, he wound up at another dead end. "... Potatoes." Spinning around, he headed back to where the others were; they were still there, arguing and glaring just as they had been before.

Just as Indra was about to open the castle door, she heard a crash and whirled around. It came from somewhere to her left. She ran towards the direction of the sound, nimbly hopping on top of a mailbox (yes, a mailbox) to see behind the building in front of her.

And there was Ryo.

She watched as he went back to where the others were. Indra didn't want to waste any more time to follow Ryo, especially if everyone was just going to have conversations that kept going in circles.

She hopped down from the mailbox and walked back to the castle.

Then she opened it's doors to see all the party's glory.

Yuffie shook her head. This was going no where, and the party was going on now. She saw that Ryo was up now and didn't lok to seriously harmed.

She turned around and walked back to the castle. No point in standing around. She quickly jumped onto some boxes, a low roof, and climbed to the roof. Yuffie ran along the rooves until she came upon the palace. SHe walked inside and went straight to the free cinnamon buns.

As Indra sat in the corner eating butter biscuits, she heard the door open and Yuffie came in. Indra watched her go to the cinnamon buns.

Indra crammed the rest of the biscuit in her mouth and swallowed it. Then she walked over to Yuffie.

"Hiya, Yuffie!" Indra said. "Seems like you have some sense, leaving everyone to come here, you know."

"Look, I've stalled enough..." Diamondmist muttered to herself, "I'm out; even Indra and...Yuffie, wasn't it? Yeah, they went outta here..."

Without a word, she flapped her wings, scowling, and partly wishing she'd gone straight to the party after Ryo woke up. In less than 10 seconds, she was hovering over the regal window of the castle. If she looked completely to the side, she could see Indra in a corner.
The ultimate beauty of the party was overwhelming, and Diamondmist pressed close to the window.

The sensation of falling overtook her body, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself inside the castle. No one had noticed. Good.

She made her way to the corner near her, where Indra was. "Hi again," she greeted.

Yuffie swallowed her cinnamon bun and turned to see Indra and a girl she thought was diamondmist. She smiled a strange smile, and said, "Hi. Great party, isn't it? What were all of those people doing out there anyways? I saw Ryo, but why such a large and... large... group. Too many people."

She turned and took another bun. She could eat these all night, but that wouldn't be very good if she planned on staying a ninja.

Gliding through the entrance, the ball had surrounded her and filled every sense she knew. The smell of icecream and cinnamon buns. The feel of her satin gown, the sight of so many beautiful Amaranthians, the sound of whimsical music sweeping her away.

..."Ultimate ball!"

She swept across the hall to fulfill the sense of taste. Unpleasantly cramming icecream, eclairs, doughnuts and cinnamon buns into her mouth and pockets, she'd attracted the unwanted attention of the beautiful amaranthians shed seen before. The swamp she lives in does not usually have any people, so you would imagine that she is not accustomed to being in the presence of intelligent company. She shrugged her shouders at the onlookers and walked to the corner. Not like she could gain weight with magic at her side anyway.

Lorellia sat at a table, stuffing herself with pavlova and bite sized cream cakes. She brushed the crumbs off her kimono and stood up, looking around for more food. She passed a large mirror and stared at herself in the reflection; long black hair twisted up in a bun, leaving a few black strands to frame a calm oval face. Her dark eyes travelled the length of her kimono, a black and white modern piece of art.

'This kimono is perfect...thanks sis' she thought happily, smoothing her hair and smiling at herself. 'I feel so beautiful...and hungry.'

She smiled and twirled around once before letting herself get carried away by the crowd, snatching a tasty looking appetizer off the tray of a passing waiter.
"Thankyou!" she shouted, laughing.


Lorellia's kimono: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs41/f/200 ... esigns_by_TatsuraChan.png (second one in top row)

Ashen_Eclipse stood in a room off the main ballroom. It was smaller, a bit more intimate and casual then the grand room. She concentrated on playing her lute, while secretly checking her daggers were placed properly. She didn't expect any trouble, but she saw some odd characters come into the ball and would rather be safe than sorry. Fighting would be a last resort, of course, but Ashen was one to believe in being prepared.

She finished her song and smiled. It was time to tell a story, her favorite part of being a bard. While her shows mostly consisted of music, she loved telling stories the most. When Ashen came up with a new story, she just had to tell it. She couldn't help herself- she wanted to share her stories with the world!

Setting her lute in the stand beside her, she began to tell her yarn.

"Once there was two sisters, one who's hair glowing gold like the sun, the others hair shining silver as the moon..."

Adept walked into the ball and scanned the room with disdain. The ball was... like balls usually are- too crowded and too extravagant for his own liking.
"This is ridiculous" he muttered, "I'm going home"

(Alright, I think I'll just quit this RP since I'll be taking another break from Amaranthia. Ciao)

Lorellia wandered into a smaller room, far from the main ball and it's jostling crowd. As she heard the words of an unfamiliar tale she sat down at a small chaise lounge at the edge of the room and listened, gazing at the story teller with wide eyes.

Indra grinned back at Yuffie and diamondmist before turning to listen to the story being told. But soon Indra realized there were better things to do.

Like go hypnotize the chef to make some of those mini chocolate cakes that Indra hadn't had for days.

That was the great thing about being a hypnotist:

You get to make people do what you want.

She pushed throught the kitchen door to see a chef, busily cooking some doughy substance.

"Hello," Indra said and the chef jumped. "You know what, you should look at me. Just my eyes. And listen. Yes, that's a good chef." Indra smiled. The chef was easy. "Now, wouldn't it be good idea to do what I tell you?" The chef nodded. He was completely under Indra's control.

Indra left to hypnotize the chef, and Diamondmist shook her head good-naturedly.

"Listen, call me Dia. Please," she turned her attention on Yuffie, noticing that The Adept_Rogue had hurriedly exited. Sigh.

"Want anything to eat?" Dia asked Yuffie, scanning the crowded tables for good chow.

Indra chewed on a chocolate cake and watched the chef hurriedly making more and more. As he dropped a few more onto the platter, Indra stopped him.

"That will be enough, thank you sir." The chef nodded. "Now, take these," Indra said and dropped three gold coins into his hand. "And when this door closes behind me, you will forget about me ever being here and you will carry on with your work like nothing ever happened."

She grabbed the platter and walked back to the party.

"Hey, Dia," Indra grinned at her friend and slipped a chocolate cake into her hand. "Try it."

Yuffie turned to Dia and said, "Sure. What do you want to eat?" She saw Indra come to Dia and give her a cake. Yuffie snatched one off of the platter and went to chocolate heaven. She shook herself out of the trance and watched Adept leave. Yuffie turned back to the others and said, "Have you noticed that this ball is more talking and eating than dancing and other ball-type things? Not that all the talking is bad, of course..."

"Oh, thanks," Dia smiled gratefully at Indra, taking a bite of the fluffy chocolate. It was made to perfection, and she was sure tat Indra had hypnotized the poor chef.
Though the cakes were awesome.

"Well, guess this answers your first question," Dia directed her remark at Yuffie, smirking.
"And yeah, there's less dancing here than any ball I've been to. But hey," Dia shrugged nonchalantly, "free food. And anyway, I hate dancing, it makes my feet hurt. Don't you agree?"