(Coming in with a new character to add to the general confusion.)
A woman entered the room, because its just not crowded enough already. She had green hair in a long braid, and was armed to the teeth with visible weapon. She was clutching a violin and bow as if she was willing to smack someone with those as well. She spoke in a language that none of them are going to understand, but you can probably figure out what she meant.
"I love your hair!" Britney said, wishing her hair was cool like that girl's hair.
Peregrine snorted at the new woman's arrival. "Who let Roronoa grow his hair out," she muttered, fingers drumming on her sword's hilt.
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)
(Sure!)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)(Sure!)
(I think we're waiting for @bagel to reply though)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)(Sure!)
(I think we're waiting for @bagel to reply though)
(Aye true. But there are other beings too.)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)(Sure!)
(I think we're waiting for @bagel to reply though)
(Aye true. But there are other beings too.)
(Maybe Mashka could wake up and them and Britney could interact some?)
(Hullo? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)
(You watched Ferris Bueller? Me too!)
(Who hasn't? XD)
(It's my dad's favourite movie, so I've seen it like a hundred times)
(Ah.)
(Shall we get back to RP'ing?)(Sure!)
(I think we're waiting for @bagel to reply though)
(Aye true. But there are other beings too.)
(Maybe Mashka could wake up and them and Britney could interact some?)
(Well I was sort of waiting for everyone to notice that there is mist everywhere…)
Britney noticed there was mist everywhere.
"What the-"
(Wait where did Vozreal go?)
(To take a bath)
"Why is there mist?" Britney asked
(Oh.)
Mashka stirred in her sleep; the mist still emanated from around her, but not as thickly. The whole living room was cloaked in its hazy grey, which was spilling into the kitchen, flowing around everyone's ankles.
She noticed this.
"Hey, Mashka?" She said, poking her lightly
Mashka stirred again, her brown curls cascading over her shimmering white skin. Her emerald eyes opened halfway, then flew open when she saw the mist. Sitting up, she combed a hand through her hair distractedly.
"Oh, good Mairel," she muttered. "Did I do that?"
'I think so… What did you dream about? How did you create the mist?"
She shook her head and curled up on the couch, her pink silk nightgown fluttering around her ankles. "It happens when I go to bed when I'm sad."
(Right I hafta go brb)
"Why were you sad?"
She blinked and curled into a ball, pulling a blanket around her slender frame. "People were fighting."
"don't worry… No one is fighting right now…"
She raised her head and listened for sounds from the kitchen. There weren't any, so she cautiously stood up, wrapping her blanket around herself like a suit of armour, and crept through the dissipating mist towards the kitchen.