Chatterbox: Inkwell




Welcome, my fellow Chatterboxers!

If you are familiar with the AEs Masquerade, this is a SI of sorts, but instead of constantly guessing the identities of those around you, you socialize with those around you, asking questions and trying to discover their identity slowly without being discovered yourself.

Interactions between CBers can be in either basic or roleplay format--it's up to the CBer to decide and do what they are comfortable with.

Let us know what type of mask you are wearing, and please enjoy yourself!

submitted by A Masked CBette
(March 12, 2019 - 5:26 pm)

I am wearing a snowy white owl mask and a long, white ball gown. I can picture it perfectly but I know I have no chance of drawing it, so I will not try.

I walk slowly into the ballroom, surprised to find it almost empty. Then again, the ball did just start, so I suppose it isn't all that surprising. Glancing around once more, I walk toward the sole other occupant, uncomfortable in my high heels. As I pick up my pace to try to reach her, I trip and fall to my knees.

"Are you okay?" she asks worriedly.

"Um, I think so." As I rise carefully with her help, I realize that I'm not actually. "I think I hurt my ankle."

What a wonderful start to my ball! 

submitted by Owl-Masked CBette
(March 12, 2019 - 8:47 pm)

I'm wearing a blue ball gown with ruffles and an elaborate blue and gold mask. I might post a picture later. 

The first thing I see when I enter the room is a girl sitting on the floor and  holding her ankle. 

What a start to the ball. 

I rush over to her. "Are you okay?" I ask.  

submitted by Clouded
(March 13, 2019 - 8:29 am)
submitted by Top!
(March 12, 2019 - 10:24 pm)

I slide in through the doorway, finger guns a banging, adorned with a white mask with two ears, with pink acents and a gold dagger-like bolt on the forhead. I am wearing a long sleeved, cllred shirt, and a sparkling gold blazer, with black leggings. A beanie hides my hair, so that it doesn't give it away. 

"Sup, guys! Ready for a steady round of gussing?" I smile cheekily before bing aware that they couldn't see. "Let me guess..." I motion to the snow owl masked CBette, "Rouge Wildling?" i ask, tilting my head, and motioning with my other hand with my best 'I'm smiling though you can' t see it' look.

submitted by Ocelot Mask
(March 12, 2019 - 10:50 pm)

I went up to him and slapped his ocelot face.

"you idiot!" I yelled with fury, "Don't you know how impolite it is to guess right off the bat?! What kind of man are you?!'"

"A gentleman-OW!"

With two slaps on his cheek the ocelot man went away as i went up to his victim, sympathy enriching my voice.

" Are you okay? I'm so sorry he did that! He must be one of the new people. coming in an finger-gunning like that! The nerve..."

submitted by Maskified Menace
(March 15, 2019 - 8:15 am)

I am wearing a dark grey mask with a few, sparsely but artistically scattered gold sequins on it. I have a gold-and-grey layered ball gown, with sleeves that drape off my shoulders; and greyish-tinted, shadowy glass high heels. (Unshatterable and unlosable)

A Masked CBette, it's possible that I may know whom you are but I suppose I won't guess at you immediately, since I suppose that would be impolite. 

submitted by Shadowed, age Hello, you don't know who I am.
(March 13, 2019 - 11:46 am)

My mask is white satin, with outlines in gold around each eye, as well as a golden rose in the top left corner. The outer edge of the mask is also gold. I am wearing a white ballgown that has a tight bodice with a flowing full skirt- the neckline, waist, and hem are trimmed with golden ribbon. I have on white flats made of the same fabric as my mask, and my scarlet hair is twisted up in an elaborate style on the back of my head.

submitted by mAsQuErAdE, paper faces on parade
(March 13, 2019 - 12:47 pm)

Well, first let's begin by describing my outfit.

My shirt is a dark green, velvety, almost black colour, with a small black silk waistcoat. I wear long supple leather boots ending in a cuff just below my knees, my pants neatly tucked into them. My shirt sleeves puff slightly as they try to fit into my dark leather gloves, ending right below my elbow. A mask covering almost all of my face, save my mouth extends into a long, slender fox snout, green of course.

I'm going for a sort of Green-Wind feel, if anyone else here has read the fantastic series that begins with "The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland In A Ship Of Her Own Making" The markings on the mask are the usual fox markings, save my eyes being outlined with white. My shirt is simply tucked into my pants, no belt needed there.

I stride into the room, confident in the fact that I look AMAZING and I LOVE this outfit. I walk in to see a girl wearing slightly wobbly-loooking highheels wearing a gorgeous snowy white owl mask. Her white gown flows down her body like water. She's sitting on the floor with another girl, this one with an elaborate blue mask with gold edges (Hope you're okay with that description) and a pleasant blue gown. The blue one is kneeling next to the other, aforementioned owl-masked one. She's gingerly feeling the owl-one's ankle. 

Somehow, she's also staring awkwardly at the ocelote-masked other CBer of unidentifiable gender, possibly because their mask covers their entire face. Coupled with the beanie and black leggings, the CBer looks a bit like a mugger, albeit one with stange taste in skimasks. And of course, the sparkly golden blazer sort of ruins the image. They motion towards the Owl-masked CBette. "Rouge Wildling?" Ocelote-face motions her-his-ARGH head with a 'I'm smiling though you can't see it' sort of look. They all pause for a moment to look at me. "Uh. Hi. I'm a bit early, so would you like me to wait out at the back, or....?" I thumb backwards and poke someone in the eye. 

"Ohmoygosh, I'm so sorry!! Are you okay?" I quickly whirl around, hoping I haven't just taking someone's eye out.  

submitted by Green Fox-Masked , age Person., You May Know Me...
(March 13, 2019 - 4:18 pm)

yesss! I was hoping someone would make one for CBers!

submitted by ;)
(March 13, 2019 - 4:23 pm)

I examine my disguise once more- tight-fitting black leggings and a long-sleeve black t-shirt made of material similar to the leggings. Over the shirt, I wear a pair of thin and stretchy fingerless gloves (if they were tight, they would just be annoying and make my sweaty. Gross.) and a bright blue cloak. I enchanted it so that it billows around my figure and behind me ever so slightly, as though a small breeze dances through the everlasting night, weaving in and out of the inky midnight blue that wraps around the whole scene. My feet are bare.

Ah, and my mask. The most important part. The colors match my outfit- a black base, with bright blue stars, lightning bolts, and swirling patterns. The maks covers my whole face, ending in two small points at the top corners. The eyeholes are small, with a spell on them so that, no matter how hard you try, you can't peer into them from the outside.

I crane my neck to see the top of the building- it seems neverending. The roof is a tiny speck way at the peak of my vision, a miniscule point finishing off the grand building. I chuckle. We really like to bring the grandeur, us Chatterboxers. Not to mention the eight-feet tall, highly polished oak doors.

I shrug, smile lightly, and push the doors open, body shivering with barely contained laughter.

submitted by The Fabulous Dreamer
(March 13, 2019 - 5:56 pm)

I think I know who A Masked CBette and Ocelot Mask are, but I won't actually guess just yet.

I am wearing a glittering, dark purple drass with a black waistband. My mask is a black cat face and my hair is (dyed) black. It is a ponytail with purple feathers in it to match the dress. When I pull on my waistband, the skirt of my dress will turn into leggings for easy movement. I wear black shoes, which are custom made to fir the shape of my feet.

mAsQuErAdE, your outfit sounds beautiful. 

I stroll in, fondling a huge black cat by my side. It does not shed and it never makes a sound. And if the maintenance of this place try to take it away, they will find themselves in the hospital in no time at all.

I finger the neckline of my dress as I gaze condenscendingly at the other guests, eying their outfits and masks. I might know a few, but I am not one for humiliation, so I shall wait and make sure.




This will be an interesting party indeed. 

submitted by Sleek Dark Slinker, age not 2 old, A shadow
(March 13, 2019 - 6:57 pm)

I enter slightly late, having paused several times on the way back to adjust my mask. 

My mask is white and slightly reminiscent of an animal's, but I've covered it with a front-facing veil. A thin amount of white satin covers the back of my head, and a few thin strings of translucent white gems dangle over the veil and satin. 

I wear a short white dress, long white socks, and a pair of Mary Jane's. I also don a fluffy white jacket for the occasion. I've been a little concerned that I haven't disguised myself well enough, but I continue on my way, looking for a meal table... Or someone to unmask. 

submitted by A Masked CBette
(March 13, 2019 - 8:13 pm)

As I sit on the floor, holding my aching ankle, a blue-and-gold-clad CBer comes rushing over, her ball gown swishing delightfully. "Are you okay?" she asks.

"Um, not really, but I'll be fine."

We both look over to the doorway as another person comes in, this one in an ocelot mask. "Rogue Wildling?" they ask me.

"Nope! I am not she. I did think we were supposed to wait a bit before guessing, though..."

Turning back to Ms. Blue-And-Gold, I say, "You don't happen to know anyone with healing powers, do you?"  

submitted by Owl-Masked CBette
(March 13, 2019 - 10:23 pm)

This looks fun! Anyways, my outfit. I don’t look too formal, because I’m not really that kind of girl, although I do love dressing up. My dress for this occasion is short and tight. It has a white background with a large floral print in pink, orange, and blue. I have a short dark-washed jean jacket with silver sequins in a star on the back around my shoulders with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows. My hair, which I recently cut 10 inches off to donate, is straightened and falls down to my shoulders. I’m wearing white wedge heels and I walk confidently with a hidden smile. My mask only covers the top part of my face. It’s white with silver sequins framing the edges and in small star shapes all over. It fits perfectly around my eyes and over my nose, but leaves my mouth out so that my signature smile is always showing. I smooth a layer of shimmery pink lip gloss onto my lips and walk into the masquerade, only to get poked in the eye. “Ouch!” I exclaim, trying to laugh it off as the poker turns around and apologizes profusely. “Hey, it’s cool, I’m fine.” I smile and eye their outfit. Snazzy. I take in my surroundings, the pretty ball room and a few Cber’s standing in a circle around someone on the floor. I look back at the person’s green mask and giggle. “Am I early? Or late?”

Lol. My captcha says “Yeet”

submitted by Sequined Star
(March 14, 2019 - 3:19 pm)

A Masked CBette. Might your name begin with an I?

submitted by Shadowed, age Hello, you don't know who I am
(March 14, 2019 - 3:25 pm)