Talk about yourself in third person

“ELLIE IS DOING WELL”shouts Ellie from down on the floor. “Who wants to have a pizza party?” Says Ellie.

"Me!" hollers mint. She conjures up a whole pineapple. "Anyone know how to cut a pineapple?"

Ellie is concerned. Pizza party… pineapple… something isn’t right. “Mint, I hope the pineapple isn’t going ON the pizza…” Ellie says, as she brings in a large cheese pizza made with gluten free crust. Ellie has never tried pineapple on pizza before and the thought of it is… unsettling…

Herb coughs as she hides the pineapple she was about to put on the pizza. "Yeah... no... hahaha..."

Ellie is... potentially interested... in the pineapple pizza...

"BOO!" Inferno has ghosted this forum for a few days, turning into a wisp of smoke, but now she is back. Apparently it is a bad time to return, as she is now knee-deep in paint and is holding a curious piece of bread splattered with paint and fry sauce.
"What in the-" She is cut off when her nose catches the scent of pineapple... and pizza... Inferno shudders. She is from a place that is stereotyped for that, though most people she knows hates it.

"Oh. Hey, Mint, Amaya, Midnight!" Inferno greets, just realizing they joined the room, "I hope you know what you're getting into." She coughs under her breath.

Winny has discovered this thread! She is drinking her favorite coffee from Dunkin and listening to ambient music.

Winny is also interested in the aforementioned pineapple pizza.

"Ooh!" Inferno is delighted to see all these new people joining, though she is slightly worried about their well-being, as mass consumption of paint might not be incredibly healthy for the digestive system...

Polt has been unusually quiet in the corner, drifting over to the pizza and gazing at it with scrutiny. They had somehow managed to only get red and black paint on them, even as they stepped through the various other colors.

"What an abomination! You don't put pineapple on pizza." They pulled out something from their pocket, and scattered it on the top of the pizza. It was bright lime green slices with a off-white center and little black seeds. Kiwi.

Inferno tries not to barf in her mouth.
"Um. Polt. Who puts kiwi on pizza?"

Avian has no idea what's going on because she just showed up. (And she didn't bother to read any previous posts.) Right after she writes this, she scrolls up for about three seconds before deciding she no longer wants to read anything.
"Wow, guys, cool place you got here," she blurts, taking a loud sip from the soda can she's holding.

“I don’t suggest double posting,” Paige says, and runs for the pizza. Her hands immediately reaching for a slice.

Ora does the exact same thing as Avian, only reading her post.

Ora thinks the idea is very cool and wishes she noticed this place sooner, declaring so while literally drinking soda. (No, seriously, she has a soda can in her hand while writing this.)