Rank 7

Proud players of the saxophone, these popinjays enjoy strutting their stuff and loudly proclaiming how long they've been playing their instrument of choice to anyone within a 97 mile radius. With their quirky dispositions, it's a miracle that they haven't yet killed each other although in fact, they get along very well (except for the occasional civil war). Even as they do battle with toy lightsabers and foam swords, camaraderie remains strong as they are united by their short attention spans, odd humor, occasional overdoses of coffee, and lack of sleep. Overall, Rank 7 is committed to having fun and looking good...but isn't afraid to admit that they weren't paying attention so they don't know where the rest of the band is or what they should be doing.