Barnacle

"Oh, nice!" I say as Friendo's beanbag falls into the hole. "Three points for you." 

He talks about how some of his fellow AEs are moving out, and about his CBers' plans for new AEs. 

"Pangolin recently got a new AE, too — their name's Arum. She's over by our picnic blanket," I say, gesturing to where Pangolin, Arum, Mirage, Koi, and the CAPTCHAs all are, along with a few other AEs. "Besides that, I haven't really been doing much, aside from the sports and things I always do. Oh, I think Mirage and I are planning to work together on a project for the upcoming science fair at school, but we haven't really made any plans yet…"

I toss a beanbag, but I guess I threw it too hard, because it skids up the board and almost falls off — but, luckily, it manages to stay on. "That's one point." 

"Uh…have you tried any of the food yet?" I ask. Was that a stupid thing to say? Argh, why is talking to Friendo always so different than talking to other people?

|Arum|

|I glance up, squinting in the sunlight, at as Knight darts by overhead. "|Oh, you mean Knight? She's one of our CAPTCHAs. You can pet her, if you want,|" I tell Kaspar. I whistle, and she swoops down, landing on my shoulder, saying "<reixd>" as she does. "|Hey, you guys want some iced tea or raspberry amaretti biscuits or something? Mirage and Pangolin made way too much food.|"|

Friendo:

Knowt comes up to me, nibbles my ankles, and ties my shoelaces in knots while Barnacle scores a point and talks about what he's been up to recently.

"Oh, you're doing the science fair?" I ask. "I'm thinking about doing it, maybe with Skree, but I don't have any ideas. And no, I haven't eaten anything yet, have you? 'Cause we could, like, go together after we finish the game… I mean, only if you want…" Arg, why can't I just say something nice and normal-sounding and not make a fool of myself?

I reach down and grab my next beanbag without really looking.  Only after I've thrown it do I realize that it's not a squarish red beanbag, but a large baby bird covered in brightly colored downy feathers. In other words, I've just accidentally thrown Knowt instead of my beanbag.

Knowt isn't very happy about this. As he is launched through the air in a perfect arc, he flutters his wings, which does nothing to help because they are entirely fluffy baby feathers, and angrily chirps swears in CAPTCHA language. Then his angry noises are cut off as he lands with a thunk headfirst in the hole in the cornhole board. He's considerably larger than a beanbag, and he gets stuck in the hole, his little bird legs waving in the air. I can hear muffled insults and swears (Knowt's got a rather salty mouth–or rather, beak–and try as they might Chaser and Jay can't break him of the habit) mostly directed at me from under the board.

I make I contact with Barnacle and giggle a little. "Whoops," I say, and hurry over to the other board to grab Knowt by his downy bottom and yank him out. Once he's out, he bites my fingers, wiggles free of my hands, drops to the ground, and scurries away, screaming irate CAPTCHA insults at me all the while.

I grin and jog back to my side. "I think it would make Knowt even angrier if we counted that as points, so let's not, shall we?" Not to mention I still don't quite get the scoring. Anyways, I pick up my actual next beanbag–which is, in fact, a beanbag and not a CAPTCHA–and lob it. I can't quite recreate the beautiful throw I did with Knowt, and it lands on the top of the board but skids off the end, plopping into the grass. I'm pretty sure that's not a point, but I smile anyways, because I'm having fun. I don't know why Barnacle is choosing to hang around me when he's so composed and I'm a sloppy mess, but I'll make the most of his company while he is.

Sine

"Uh, anybody up for math and physics discussion?" I ask. 

Aaaaaand I am writing this with my phone having 38% battery. 

Hey, so I know there was that confusion with C&J/Scuttles, or whatever, but i just wanted to ask if you had seen my post–i sorta need Dawn to answer before i make another post, just because i like to have all of my AEs in one post. Tyyyy :3

Agh, apoligies! here's Dawn's part only because the others were giving me some trouble and I wanted to get this one out quickly :]

>Dawn<

>My eyes widen and I smile. “>Yes!<” I blurt out, “>That sounds wonderful!<” I love picking fruits- and if I have enough strawberries, maybe I could make something for them… Strawberry Shortcake or Pie…<

>My face feels as red as the berries. “>I mean, um. Yes. I would love to. Thank you.<” I smile again, softer this time, not to come off as too excited. I don’t want to seem… loud. Or overbearing, perhaps. I’m new to this relationship thing.<

Accckk everybody listen up!! This is our rather long, complicated mistake. It looks like we somehow accidentally posted under the incorrect name. Probably, we @'ed Scuttles a while ago but forgot the @ at the front, and then Scuttles' name ended up in our saved name list. Then, while Jay was posting our comment, he must have accidentally typed in an S instead of a C (It's actually something he does a lot, (he actually just did it while typing this message)) and blindly chose the first pop-up (for our computer, when you start typing in a name a little drop down bar appears with all the different name options you've ever typed). So yes, that comment was from us. Our apoligies to Scuttles and our thanks to everybody who pointed this out. 😀 Ignore that, and let's get back to roleplaying!

Posting my new AE bc…yeah.

Name: Cyrria Moore

CBer or AE?: AE

Pronouns: she/her

Shipping (if AE): }im aroace..so no{

Appearance: basically the female version of her twin, cyrus

Brief Personality: enfj-t

Other: needs friends :3 }I do not! I can make friends myself, thank you very much.{ ….okay…. }But…I would like it if someone talked to me…{

Heh, I actually just came on here to say that unfortunately I don't think I'm going to be able to be active on this RP, since my schedule is a madhouse and I'm barely managing to keep up with CB as it is. I'm sorry I didn't tell y'all I wouldn't be active on here earlier, I totally forgot I signed up for this in the first place until I was checking on things in Inkwell today and saw this RP and remembered.

I actually find this little mix up quite funny, since I have admitted before that I have a second, older CB account that I'm not as active on. But indeed, Friendo is not my AE, and that post was from C & J, not me. Anyways, Chaser & Jay, it's fine, all is forgiven, and I'll let the rest of you go on with your RP.

I can't RP as eight people at once, so only Firefly, and May, and I are coming!

Name: Forest Nymph, but call me Forest!

CBer or AE? CBer

Pronouns: she/her

Appearance: I have shoulder-length light blonde hair that I usually wear in a messy
braid or bun. I have blue-green eyes, and navy blue Harry Potter-like
roundish glasses. I have lots of freckles. I have a long green dress and
am barefoot. I have a crown in my hair made of woven vines and flowers. 

Brief Personality: At first I'm really quiet and I don't talk too much, but once you get to know me, I'm really bubbly and talkative. I'm thoughtful and sweet and I'm very protective of my friends and family.

Name: Firefly! But…you can call me Fire, if you want. 

CBer or AE?: AE!

Pronouns: she/her

Shipping (if AE): I'm shipped with Shyla, Amarillis' AE!

Appearance: Light skin and freckles, loooong red hair (no, not orange — RED), amber eyes, a glittering black and gold dress, and iridescent fire-colored wings. 

Brief Personality: bubbly, excitable, extroverted, outgoing, and fun-loving!

Name: +Mayfly, but I prefer just May.+

CBer or AE?: +AE+

Pronouns: +I'm genderfluid, so it changes. You can just use they/them, though.+

Shipping (if AE): +I'm open to anyone my age.+

Appearance: +tanned skin, bleach blonde hair in an undercut, blue eyes,
tall and willowy, likes to wear loose light-colored clothing, has
iridescent rainbow-colored wings+

Brief Personality: +artistic, caring, empathetic, head in the clouds+

~~~

Firefly's POV: 

"Oh, goodness, I hope we're not too late!" I say. Forest, May, and I are climbing up the hill to the picnic. I'm carrying a blackberry pie I made, May is carrying our picnic blanket, and Forest has some soda she's bringing. "I can't wait to see everyone again, and to meet the new AEs!"

"Maybe you'll even find that special someone…," Forest teases, and I go bright red.

"Shhh! Stop it, Forest!" I retort, and she laughs. I realize we've reached the top of the hill. May and Forest begin to lay out our stuff, but I'm much too excited to waste time with all that boring, responsible stuff. I run off, looking for someone to talk to. I spot a person with curly dark hair. She looks cool. I wonder if she'll want to talk to me….

The person Firefly saw is Shyla, in case that wasn't clear. I hope this is okay, Amarillis! This is my first AE ship. I'm so excited!

|Arum|

|“|Oh, what the heck, I'll try the macaroni and cheese ice cream,|” I say, grinning at Kaspar. It might be disgusting, who knows, but that's the fun of it.| 

|We all sit down to eat, and Pangolin joins us and introduces herself, taking some of the fruit salad. Poinsettia asks if we've been here before.|

|“|Well, I haven't,|” I say, “|This is my first AE event, actually. I thought it’d be a lot worse.|”|

|“Arum!” Pangolin chides.|

|“|What? I didn’t do anything!|” I reply, scoffing. I take my first taste of the macaroni and cheese ice cream, prepared to wince, but it’s actually…not bad? “|Hey, Kaspar, this stuff’s actually pretty good. What other weird tastes do you have?|”| 

|“What about you guys? Have you been here before?” Pangolin asks the others.|

Barnacle

I find myself grinning. “Oh, no, I haven’t tried any of the food either. And, yeah, I’d love to do that after the game!” Friendo is literally so awesome — why wouldn’t anyone want a reason to hang out with him? 

Friendo goes to throw the next beanbag, but he grabs his CAPTCHA Knowt by mistake, throwing him instead. “Oh my frog! Knowt, you good?” 

Knight flies by overhead, cackling at Knowt’s misfortune. “Knightttt,” I groan. “I’m so sorry about her. She’s…uh, working on her, uh, self-discipline….” I shoot Knight a glare, and she flies off, grumbling. 

Friendo says, “I think it would make Knowt even angrier if we counted that as points, so let's not, shall we?” and I have to agree. He throws the next beanbag, which falls off the board, and then it’s my turn. 

My beanbag skids up the board and hits the beanbag I’d already got on the board, and they both plop into the grass. I grin, in a self-deprecating sort of way, but I honestly don’t really care about points. I’m usually much more competitive, but right now, I’m talking to Friendo — who might just be the coolest person I’ve ever met — and I’m having fun, and that’s all I care about.