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In truth, it was humiliating that he hadn't found a date for the prom. Of course, there was the fact that the bakeneko hadn't asked anyone to go with him, apparently in assumption that the ghouls would come flocking to him instead, but that was entirely beside the point. The point was that he couldn't go alone. That would be even more humiliating, to not have a ghoul on his arm when he walked in. Deacon couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't let that happen.

He'd overheard a couple of students talking about the box out front, pondering over the fact that he had seen the box but paid no mind to what it was or what it might be doing there. So, trying to find a good time when the halls would be thinned out a little, Deacon passed by and grabbed up one of the blank slips, hastily filled it out with a pen in his possession, then stuffed the form into the box and quickly continued on his way.

Cady couldn't read.

Therefore, she didn't really know why people kept covertly stopping by the box near the front of the main building of the school. They'd drop little sheets of paper into the slot, and then dash off, or in one or two cases, chuckle evilly. Weird. She'd passed by more than once, as she moved in her things and tried to get to know the campus via exploration. Ghouls, boils, almost all she didn't know - although she thought she'd spotted Ash vanish around the corner.

Maybe it was a raffle, like at Open House! She wondered what the prizes were. Must be something good. Maybe food? With this in mind, she hastily scribbled a message familiar to bathroom walls everywhere on a slip of paper, and slid it into the box.

She'd have to catch up to Ash and ask what it was all about later, definitely.

Peeking around a corner to make sure it was all clear, Astra snuck up to the box continuously glancing around to make sure it continued to stay that way, a small peice of paper in hand. Considering hit was prom...she would like to go with someone. But who..she wasn't sure. She didn't want to ask though encase the person she did ask already hate a dtae. That woudl be embarrassing..

As quickly as she could, the fairy placed the paper in the box and flew away as quick as she could

A blind date.

Sparrow debated for a long while about signing up.

...a very long while.

For one thing, he wasn't sure he even wanted a date; not going with one might seem strange, but if he wasn't tied to one specific ghoul he would be free to dance with more than just his date, right? And for another thing, there was one specific ghoul in mind with whom Sparrow had wanted to ask.

Wanted, but chickened out at the last second. He wasn't sure she even wanted to go with him, and he had heard a rumor that she had a boilfriend, so he hadn't managed to screw up the courage to ask her.

But prom was growing rapidly close and Sparrow felt as if it were too last minute to ask her. He didn't want the poor ghoul to feel obligated to go with him, after all. That would be even less fun.

He had nothing to lose, right? Sparrow sighed, absently tugging at one of his gloves. Nothing to lose, and perhaps something to gain out of a blind date...though it could turn out potentially terrible. What if she doesn't like me? What if she spills her drink down my front? What if we embarrass each other or something?

He had too many thoughts. Sparrow shook his head. Nothing to lose.

So he stood in front of the little table, very neatly and quietly filled out a form, and dropped it into the box.

A slip of paper seems to appear in the box, all on it's own...

Since she'd already picked up the paper, she looked carefully at Aurian's slip. She'd never met this person, but she was pretty sure they sounded like the type of person who could handle a wild card. Her eyes flickered over the page, and settled on that wild card. She shuddered lightly - and hoped, above all hope, that Mandy would wear an outfit that featured some kind of breasplate. Good luck, Aurian, whoever you are.