Cakeface

A popular fellow at celebratory events, Cakeface reflects on his active social life.

"I get invited to a lot of birthday parties," says the sugary socialite. "Everyone seems to enjoy them but I just don't understand the appeal. People stick candles in your head, blow at you, then chase you around with forks held high. It's really more of a harrowing nightmare than a party.

Guhleeluh the Pink

Beautiful beyond compare, Guhleeluh the Pink has a primal grace and crude sophistication that can melt even the coldest exterior.

Her savage elegance and barbaric charm are impossible to resist. Especially when inflicted through her powerful right hook.

Doodle Eggs

These newly hatched doodles will most likely spend their brief existance scrawled on some classroom chalkboard.

Or, if they're really lucky, they'll enjoy a long life inked permanently in the margin of a notepad page.

Biva

Every political system has it's ingrained nepotism and Chauceville's House of Parliament is no exception.

Biva, Mayor Bunny Fleens' melon-headed nephew, is not what you would call a valued employee. He's been Congressional Paper Shuffler, Assistant to the Secretary of the Secretary of Security, Intern of Anonymity, and (his currently held position) Manager, Paper Clip Procurement.

This most recent post affords Biva the level of responsibility that he's capable of.

Summer Puddle Gazers

If you go looking when the sun shines through after a short summer rain, and if good fortune is on your side, you may come across the Summer Puddle Gazers.

These three brightly colored sages offer their wisdom on any matter for which council is sought.

Posbos the Orange gives advice for the troubled, Misos the Yellow offers solace for loss, and Vitros the Red rectifies matters of injustice.

But be quick with your queries, for once the puddle dries up, the Gazers are gone.

Rinpoche

Rinpoche has pink claws made of hard candy.

Everything else about her is a mystery.

Synchronized Tip-toe

Expecting to have her peculiar sport added to the lineup of this year's Chaucevillian Games, Treems Bibribbon spends up to 12 hours a day perfecting her form.

"Synchro Tiptoe is all about poise and pedicures," states the limber Bibribbon. "Sure you have to have the talent, but if those precious little piggies at the end of your feet aren't up to snuff you may as well pack your bags."

With only 2 weeks left until Game time, Treems has one major hurdle left to leap before she can be formally included.

"Apparently, my tip-toe talent can't be officially deemed "synchronized" until I find a partner, which, for some reason, is proving much more difficult than I thought."