(OoC: Remember to have fun and don’t stress too much over uncertainty, grammar and spelling. Just remember to not do anything that completely ruins the fun for everyone else. You can still be silly and goofy get drunk and what not, just don’t do anything that kills it for everyone else. I will delete those posts and we’ll pretend they did not happen. So please just have fun and don’t forget the awards will be announced and handed out during this after the voting. So please stick around. And don’t forget that you are being your TFF selves. Enjoy!)

It was the chosen night already and many were turning out for the event. Due to the events of last year the owner of the mansion had refused to rent out the place again. However, the large ball room in the metropolitan area proved to be up to the task of holding the numerous guests. The exterior was surrounded by Greek columns feeling almost like a museum or building in the Capital, while the interior bore a surprisingly similarity to the halls of the Versailles. Despite the appearance of antiquity, it was very modern with the various necessary equipment for such an event.

Playing hostess rather than guest this year was Andromeda with her partner Andromeda the Second. Two sides of the same coin and still refusing to settle on anything less than playful ambiguity. Andromeda the Second, or Andromeda II as it were, stood next to her at the steps of the grand staircase that lead down into the ballroom welcoming guests as they arrived. He was wearing a solid white tuxedo this year matching with Andromeda’s long white evening dress kept in elegant simplicity.

A few had already arrived gathering across the floor. Along the walls were long tables filled with food and drinks, even a select table with Final Fantasy inspired choices for those brave enough for the unknown. Up on the curtained stage was hung the banner for the award ceremonies later; it currently being filled by a small live orchestra playing Final Fantasy music. They were in the middle of Cecil’s Theme enjoyed by those with the ‘old school’ tastes.

“How you doing?” Andromeda II asked looking over at his companion.

She gave him a reassuring smile. “I’ll manage. It was easier when I didn’t have to do all the planning.”

“Well all you have to do is have fun now. Don’t stress over it so much. Things’ll work out.”

“Taking things carefree as always.”

“What can I say, but the truth? I’m the easy going half.”

“And I’m the responsible half. Isn’t it a little too cliché for the woman to be the responsible one and the man being the carefree one?”

He could only shrug back. “They’re classics for a reason. Oh look more guests.” It was enough of a distraction to pull her away from the subject and back up to the top of the stairs. Doing the official announcements was Stiltzkin the Moogle agreeing to return again. Next to him was a large stuff animal chocobo that he was sometimes seated upon when his wings got tired.

“Who do I say is arriving, kupo?” he said greeting the next guest.

(OoC: Don’t worry about post length or anything, just do what you feel most comfortable with. And if you want something that isn’t mentioned feel free to write it in. This is for you guys to have fun!)