Introduction
Years ago at the Furi Kur school in Japan, a crazy freshman started a host club. The host club was supposed to just help girls become happy, and maybe help the guys get dates. At first, everything about the host club seemed normal, but there are rumors that the hosts made witch angry, and that this witch cursed the host club forever.
“Whoever joins the host club will be doomed to their stereotype.” But what does that mean? Who even cares, it’s all some silly rumor. Why not just join the club and go on with your life?
Ok, here’s the basic plot. You are either a host, or one of the customers at the host club. What the customers don’t know is that all of the hosts have been cursed to live in a stereotype for the rest of their lives. The hosts are all named after their stereotype and fit it frighteningly well though. The plot is rather free form and incredibly silly.
A list of some stereotypes:
These are not the only aviable stereotypes. I’m listing more obscure ones, particularly the anime sort! As they are the funny ones… But there are others! Note the anime ones are preferred, but I will take any American stereotype as well… By the way, some of these are less stereotypes and more like adjectives. Feel free to do that.
(Taken) Bishonen/Bishie (“Beautiful boy”): A total pretty boy who makes women fall for him all to easily.
Chibi (“Short”): A cute boy, most likely very short. Sort of like Shota (See below.)
(Reserved) Shota: A little boy, or an older boy who looks like a younger boy. Doesn’t have to act like one though.
Kawii/Moe (“Cute”): An extremely cute boy, maybe with a love of animals.
Otaku: An anime nerd, most likely American.
(Reserved) Seme (“Aggressive”): A total tough guy.
(Taken) Uke(“Passive”): A weaker, kinder guy.
(Taken) Shitsuji (“Butler”): I think the translation is enough here….
Tsundere: A harsh guy who tries to avoid others, but is actually kind on the inside
(Taken) Yandere: A very nice guy who often is violent in nature.
Gaijin (“Foreigner”): Once again, I think that the translation speaks enough.
Ren’Ai (“Romantic”): Also a little forward and obnoxious, but romantic none the less. The freshman who originally started this club years ago was named Ren’Ai.
(Taken) Yasu: The smart guy, cool calm and collected. Glasses are a must.
Bancho: Tough guy. Typically considered a bad boy character.
(Now for some normal genres…)
(Taken) Mysterious
Pretty
Sexy
Strict
Flirty
(Taken)Cute
I hope you get the picture…
Sign ups:
Hosts:
Name: (and your stereotype)
Grade : (This is in Japan, so 1, 2, or 3.)
Race:
Sexuality:
Position in host club: (Leader, manager, just a random host, so on.)
Description: (Pictures are fine. Anime preferred.)
Personality: (Match your stereotype.)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Quirks:
Crush: (You are, of course, never required to have one.)
History:
Customers:
Name:
Gender: (I have to put it…)
Grade:
Race:
Sexuality:
Favorite host: (Yes I’m requiring it.)
Description: (Pictures are fine. Anime is preferred.)
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Quirks:
Crush: (Never have to have one!)
History:
“Whoever joins the host club will be doomed to their stereotype.” But what does that mean? Who even cares, it’s all some silly rumor. Why not just join the club and go on with your life?
Ok, here’s the basic plot. You are either a host, or one of the customers at the host club. What the customers don’t know is that all of the hosts have been cursed to live in a stereotype for the rest of their lives. The hosts are all named after their stereotype and fit it frighteningly well though. The plot is rather free form and incredibly silly.
A list of some stereotypes:
These are not the only aviable stereotypes. I’m listing more obscure ones, particularly the anime sort! As they are the funny ones… But there are others! Note the anime ones are preferred, but I will take any American stereotype as well… By the way, some of these are less stereotypes and more like adjectives. Feel free to do that.
(Taken) Bishonen/Bishie (“Beautiful boy”): A total pretty boy who makes women fall for him all to easily.
Chibi (“Short”): A cute boy, most likely very short. Sort of like Shota (See below.)
(Reserved) Shota: A little boy, or an older boy who looks like a younger boy. Doesn’t have to act like one though.
Kawii/Moe (“Cute”): An extremely cute boy, maybe with a love of animals.
Otaku: An anime nerd, most likely American.
(Reserved) Seme (“Aggressive”): A total tough guy.
(Taken) Uke(“Passive”): A weaker, kinder guy.
(Taken) Shitsuji (“Butler”): I think the translation is enough here….
Tsundere: A harsh guy who tries to avoid others, but is actually kind on the inside
(Taken) Yandere: A very nice guy who often is violent in nature.
Gaijin (“Foreigner”): Once again, I think that the translation speaks enough.
Ren’Ai (“Romantic”): Also a little forward and obnoxious, but romantic none the less. The freshman who originally started this club years ago was named Ren’Ai.
(Taken) Yasu: The smart guy, cool calm and collected. Glasses are a must.
Bancho: Tough guy. Typically considered a bad boy character.
(Now for some normal genres…)
(Taken) Mysterious
Pretty
Sexy
Strict
Flirty
(Taken)Cute
I hope you get the picture…
Sign ups:
Hosts:
Name: (and your stereotype)
Grade : (This is in Japan, so 1, 2, or 3.)
Race:
Sexuality:
Position in host club: (Leader, manager, just a random host, so on.)
Description: (Pictures are fine. Anime preferred.)
Personality: (Match your stereotype.)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Quirks:
Crush: (You are, of course, never required to have one.)
History:
Customers:
Name:
Gender: (I have to put it…)
Grade:
Race:
Sexuality:
Favorite host: (Yes I’m requiring it.)
Description: (Pictures are fine. Anime is preferred.)
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Quirks:
Crush: (Never have to have one!)
History:
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Shitsuji Sakura
As the school bell rang, several girls stood outside of the host club's room. They knew the club wouldn't open for another half hour, more if something happened to the boss, but they waited none the less. Some were chatting, other just tapping their feet and staring at the door. Suddenly, the crowd parted as a figure came through. It was none of than Shitsuji Sakura, the butler of the host club, who didn't have very many fans at the moment, but didn't really care. The girls moved out of his way in a scared fashion, despite the friendly smile of Su's face. It was normal, some of the girl's felt a weird aura from Su, and that made them move. Su was the nickname given to Shitsuji by a bully, but it ended up sticking and now everyone referred to Shitsuji as "Su-san" and "Su-kun". He never really seemed to let it bother him, as it was a good enough name. Some of the girls asked Su when the club would open and he responded in a calm voice.
"Ah~ Let's see, I haven't heard of any mishaps with Master Bishie today, but I'm sure he will be late none the less. I haven't seen him around, so there is always a chance he was knocked out by a stop sign or latter on his way to school. If that is was happened, I'm afraid the club will be closed for planning and other such things." The girls groaned and Su just laughed under his breath, "But don't worry Masters, I'm sure Master Bishie is doing fine." He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He walked inside the room, which was currently freezing due to the cold weather, and the fact that the school was too cheap to heat the room with no one in it. He walked over to the thermostat and turned on the heat, allowing the room to warm up just a little. He noted that the fireplace to his left would have heated the room far faster, but ignored that fact. He wasn't smiling, he didn't see a reason to, not without anyone around. He walked over to one of the couches and sat down quietly. The room was set up nicely, with different areas in the forms of small circles, most of which were Bishie’s idea. The couches where Su currently sat were a nice lounging area, with a small fireplace attached to the wall and several different types of seats. Also a small coffee table that Su could place food on. Not far away were a few small tables, each surrounded by four chairs. That was basically for more chatting, and for serving food if any of the customers asked for it. Opposite of the door Su entered through was another door, which led to the kitchen. Most of the time, Su opposed customers going into this small area, as he claimed they may get hurt by the stove or something. The left side of the room also had a door, which was typically locked, as it led to a Chemistry class. This was the class that Su had before he left for the Host Club, and he had many times attempted to make Bishie allow him to use the door between the room, but Bishie insisted he used the front door. The room was always empty during Host hours, so Su didn’t quite understand why he couldn’t leave the door open. He sighed softly and looked up at the ceiling.
“I wonder if Master Bishie has found any new members… Or customers for that matter…” He looked to the door. The others would arrive soon, and he would be ready to do what he always did.
As the school bell rang, several girls stood outside of the host club's room. They knew the club wouldn't open for another half hour, more if something happened to the boss, but they waited none the less. Some were chatting, other just tapping their feet and staring at the door. Suddenly, the crowd parted as a figure came through. It was none of than Shitsuji Sakura, the butler of the host club, who didn't have very many fans at the moment, but didn't really care. The girls moved out of his way in a scared fashion, despite the friendly smile of Su's face. It was normal, some of the girl's felt a weird aura from Su, and that made them move. Su was the nickname given to Shitsuji by a bully, but it ended up sticking and now everyone referred to Shitsuji as "Su-san" and "Su-kun". He never really seemed to let it bother him, as it was a good enough name. Some of the girls asked Su when the club would open and he responded in a calm voice.
"Ah~ Let's see, I haven't heard of any mishaps with Master Bishie today, but I'm sure he will be late none the less. I haven't seen him around, so there is always a chance he was knocked out by a stop sign or latter on his way to school. If that is was happened, I'm afraid the club will be closed for planning and other such things." The girls groaned and Su just laughed under his breath, "But don't worry Masters, I'm sure Master Bishie is doing fine." He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He walked inside the room, which was currently freezing due to the cold weather, and the fact that the school was too cheap to heat the room with no one in it. He walked over to the thermostat and turned on the heat, allowing the room to warm up just a little. He noted that the fireplace to his left would have heated the room far faster, but ignored that fact. He wasn't smiling, he didn't see a reason to, not without anyone around. He walked over to one of the couches and sat down quietly. The room was set up nicely, with different areas in the forms of small circles, most of which were Bishie’s idea. The couches where Su currently sat were a nice lounging area, with a small fireplace attached to the wall and several different types of seats. Also a small coffee table that Su could place food on. Not far away were a few small tables, each surrounded by four chairs. That was basically for more chatting, and for serving food if any of the customers asked for it. Opposite of the door Su entered through was another door, which led to the kitchen. Most of the time, Su opposed customers going into this small area, as he claimed they may get hurt by the stove or something. The left side of the room also had a door, which was typically locked, as it led to a Chemistry class. This was the class that Su had before he left for the Host Club, and he had many times attempted to make Bishie allow him to use the door between the room, but Bishie insisted he used the front door. The room was always empty during Host hours, so Su didn’t quite understand why he couldn’t leave the door open. He sighed softly and looked up at the ceiling.
“I wonder if Master Bishie has found any new members… Or customers for that matter…” He looked to the door. The others would arrive soon, and he would be ready to do what he always did.
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Luca walked down the hallway to the host club's room, noticing the large crowd infront of the door, he stopped for a few seconds to calm himself down. He pulled on his ear slightly as he got a little nervous, but walked towards the crowd. "E-excuse me...," he said quietly as he pushed his way through the crowd towards the door. When he reached the door, he opened it enough to slip in through, and shut the door behind him quietly, looking around the room nervously, still pulling on his ear. He noticed a man sitting down on a couch, looking over in his direction. "Uhm...hi...," he said softly as he stood next to the door. "I'm Luca Uke, and I'm a new host...."
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Miyu Amane
Miyu's friend was dragging Miyu through the halls towards the Host Club's room. Her friend had told her that if you didn't there early that you would have to wait behind a huge crowd. But 30 minutes early? I don't want to have to wait outside a door for that long... Miyu thought to herself as her friend dragged her through the hallways. Once they got to the door her friend stopped, making Miyu fall onto the ground, and then looked at the crowd of girls before them.
"Aw, we were too late..." her friend whined as Miyu sighed and stood up.
"How are we late?" Miyu said. "We're 30 minutes early! It isn't seven open yet." This was Miyu's first time at the Host Club, and to tell the truth, she would have never ever came here if her friend hadn't dared her to. Miyu just never really liked being wrong, so she had to prove to her friend that she could be a costumer of the Host Club is she wanted to. She was actually quite curious about the Host Club now, so she had to go.
While Miyu's friend started talking to some of the other girls there, Miyu noticed a guy with dark hair and a scarf enter the host room. He must be one of the hosts. Miyu thought. There were several other guys going into the room, but Miyu wasn't really paying any attention to them anymore as she went over to her friend who was trying to get to the front of the crowd. When Miyu had finally reached her, she had already reached the front. "I wonder when it's going to open..." her friend said as she stared at the door. Miyu sighed and then put her head in her hand. I don't see what's so special about this... Miyu thought.
Miyu's friend was dragging Miyu through the halls towards the Host Club's room. Her friend had told her that if you didn't there early that you would have to wait behind a huge crowd. But 30 minutes early? I don't want to have to wait outside a door for that long... Miyu thought to herself as her friend dragged her through the hallways. Once they got to the door her friend stopped, making Miyu fall onto the ground, and then looked at the crowd of girls before them.
"Aw, we were too late..." her friend whined as Miyu sighed and stood up.
"How are we late?" Miyu said. "We're 30 minutes early! It isn't seven open yet." This was Miyu's first time at the Host Club, and to tell the truth, she would have never ever came here if her friend hadn't dared her to. Miyu just never really liked being wrong, so she had to prove to her friend that she could be a costumer of the Host Club is she wanted to. She was actually quite curious about the Host Club now, so she had to go.
While Miyu's friend started talking to some of the other girls there, Miyu noticed a guy with dark hair and a scarf enter the host room. He must be one of the hosts. Miyu thought. There were several other guys going into the room, but Miyu wasn't really paying any attention to them anymore as she went over to her friend who was trying to get to the front of the crowd. When Miyu had finally reached her, she had already reached the front. "I wonder when it's going to open..." her friend said as she stared at the door. Miyu sighed and then put her head in her hand. I don't see what's so special about this... Miyu thought.
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Aiko Suzuki
Aiko left class as soon as possible, smiling at his teacher as he left. He thanked him and began running through the halls holding his book in his hand, trying to get to
the host club room.
He couldn't be late, could he? Surely the other weren't there yet?
He almost gawked at how many girls were lined up outside the door. Did they know it hadn't even started yet? He winced as he tried walking through the crowd of girls.
They all smiled at him and five of them tried to talk to him at the same time. He smiled politely trying to answer their questions, but they kept asking things at the same time.
"I'm Luca Uke, and I'm a new host...", He heard the small voice say. He looked around to see a boy about his size standing next to the door.
Aiko smiled trying to walk through the crowd and greet him when he tripped over a girl's foot. He fell with a thud.Gosh, why am i so clumsy.
the host club room.
He couldn't be late, could he? Surely the other weren't there yet?
He almost gawked at how many girls were lined up outside the door. Did they know it hadn't even started yet? He winced as he tried walking through the crowd of girls.
They all smiled at him and five of them tried to talk to him at the same time. He smiled politely trying to answer their questions, but they kept asking things at the same time.
"I'm Luca Uke, and I'm a new host...", He heard the small voice say. He looked around to see a boy about his size standing next to the door.
Aiko smiled trying to walk through the crowd and greet him when he tripped over a girl's foot. He fell with a thud.Gosh, why am i so clumsy.
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Ares Charm
Ares speedily walked down the halls. She had a book in one hand, which made it tempting to stop and read right in the middle of the hall, and her bag that held her lunch in the other. She grumbled as the kids in the hall parted ways only a little bit, but that was only because they knew she was as fast as a rabbit in the halls. That was what got her the nickname Rabbit. She watched as a boy stepped directly into her path, staring at her. She sighed and stopped right in front of him. Great. Another person who gets in my way. She tapped her foot, waiting for him to spurt out either a love confession or challenge She chuckled as he finally started to speak. "Excuse me." He smirked. "How would you like to go out with me, hm?" She couldn't hold it in any longer. She ended up bursting out laughing, watching him frown. She quieted her laugh a bit. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in a relationship right now. In all honesty, I'd hate to be an a relationship. The host club is just for when I'm bored." She smirked as he walked away with a sulk, all of the other kids watching him pass. She then continued walking, a smile on her face. She turned a corner and spotted the door with several girls all around it. She chuckled to herself. "What a bunch of fools. They act like they'll actually get a serious relationship out of going there." She passed the doors and sat on a nearby bench. She took a glimpse at her book, but instead decided to just sit. "I wonder how my cat is doing..."
Ares speedily walked down the halls. She had a book in one hand, which made it tempting to stop and read right in the middle of the hall, and her bag that held her lunch in the other. She grumbled as the kids in the hall parted ways only a little bit, but that was only because they knew she was as fast as a rabbit in the halls. That was what got her the nickname Rabbit. She watched as a boy stepped directly into her path, staring at her. She sighed and stopped right in front of him. Great. Another person who gets in my way. She tapped her foot, waiting for him to spurt out either a love confession or challenge She chuckled as he finally started to speak. "Excuse me." He smirked. "How would you like to go out with me, hm?" She couldn't hold it in any longer. She ended up bursting out laughing, watching him frown. She quieted her laugh a bit. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in a relationship right now. In all honesty, I'd hate to be an a relationship. The host club is just for when I'm bored." She smirked as he walked away with a sulk, all of the other kids watching him pass. She then continued walking, a smile on her face. She turned a corner and spotted the door with several girls all around it. She chuckled to herself. "What a bunch of fools. They act like they'll actually get a serious relationship out of going there." She passed the doors and sat on a nearby bench. She took a glimpse at her book, but instead decided to just sit. "I wonder how my cat is doing..."
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Miyu Amane
While Miyu was stuck up in the front of the crowd with her friend, she heard a loud thud from the middle of the crowd. When she turned around and looked down she saw a boy on the ground with all the girls staring at him. None of them were saying anything, and were instead just staring at him.
Seesh, are all the hosts this clumsy? she thought as she looked down at the boy. "Are you ok?" she asked as she offered a hand to help him up. If all the hosts were going to trip, then this would be a very.... interesting experience. I wonder how he tripped in the first place... Miyu thought. Eh, it was probably because of one of the girls in the crowd. She could feel the gazes of probably every girl in the crowd on her, but she didn't really care. Had they ever seen a girl trying to help a guy get up after tripping? Seesh.
While Miyu was stuck up in the front of the crowd with her friend, she heard a loud thud from the middle of the crowd. When she turned around and looked down she saw a boy on the ground with all the girls staring at him. None of them were saying anything, and were instead just staring at him.
Seesh, are all the hosts this clumsy? she thought as she looked down at the boy. "Are you ok?" she asked as she offered a hand to help him up. If all the hosts were going to trip, then this would be a very.... interesting experience. I wonder how he tripped in the first place... Miyu thought. Eh, it was probably because of one of the girls in the crowd. She could feel the gazes of probably every girl in the crowd on her, but she didn't really care. Had they ever seen a girl trying to help a guy get up after tripping? Seesh.
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Aiko Suzuki
Aiko winced as a girl in the crowd helped him up."Are you okay?" He looked at her smiled. "Yes, thankyou."
His face flushed.My father would be dissapionted in me if he knew I had to be helped up by a girl. Right.
I have make my father proud, I'll prove to him that I'm not as soft as he thinks. His face still a cute shade of red.
He sighed inwardly, recovering himself from his embaressing fall. All the girls were looking at them. No one said anything, all they did was stare. He'd never meant to cause that much attention.
Dear god, why do these kinds of things happen to me. "I-I'm Aiko. Nice to meet you." He smiled sweetly, glad that he wasn't so nervous to point of not being able to greet her. She looked like a new guest. He'd never seen her around before...
His face flushed.My father would be dissapionted in me if he knew I had to be helped up by a girl. Right.
I have make my father proud, I'll prove to him that I'm not as soft as he thinks. His face still a cute shade of red.
He sighed inwardly, recovering himself from his embaressing fall. All the girls were looking at them. No one said anything, all they did was stare. He'd never meant to cause that much attention.
Dear god, why do these kinds of things happen to me. "I-I'm Aiko. Nice to meet you." He smiled sweetly, glad that he wasn't so nervous to point of not being able to greet her. She looked like a new guest. He'd never seen her around before...
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Miyu Amane
"Yes, thank you." the boy said once he was back up on his feet. "No problem." Miyu said as she smiled at him. She could steel feel the gazes of all the other girls on her and the boy, she could even tell that her friend was staring at her with wide eyes. Gosh, this is so nerve wrecking... Miyu thought as she tried to ignore the gazes of the other people.
"I-I'm Aiko. Nice to meet you." the boy said. Miyu could tell that he also knew that all the girls were staring at them. She could also tell that Aiko was not that happy about tripping in the middle of the crowd, attracting a lot of attention. Being at the center of attention wasn't really the most pleasant feeling, since you could feel all the cold stares and gazes burning into your back. Best get it over with... Miyu thought.
"Nice to meet you Aiko," Miyu said. "I'm Miyu Amane."
"Yes, thank you." the boy said once he was back up on his feet. "No problem." Miyu said as she smiled at him. She could steel feel the gazes of all the other girls on her and the boy, she could even tell that her friend was staring at her with wide eyes. Gosh, this is so nerve wrecking... Miyu thought as she tried to ignore the gazes of the other people.
"I-I'm Aiko. Nice to meet you." the boy said. Miyu could tell that he also knew that all the girls were staring at them. She could also tell that Aiko was not that happy about tripping in the middle of the crowd, attracting a lot of attention. Being at the center of attention wasn't really the most pleasant feeling, since you could feel all the cold stares and gazes burning into your back. Best get it over with... Miyu thought.
"Nice to meet you Aiko," Miyu said. "I'm Miyu Amane."
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It took Silas three minutes to awkwardly scoot his way into the host club. Many new customers gawked at him, others just gave him a casual smile. He didn't often have many customers, but those who did favor his company were faithful to him. As he slipped inside he grunted a light greeting to any who might be present, and strode towards his hosting area, which was near a fireplace. "It is cold." He muttered to himself. He then decided to get some blankets he kept stashed under the couches where he did his magic.
Wrapping himself up he let out a soft sigh, watching his breath billow out in a light fog. "Su I'm hungry" He muttered blankly. Quite chatty for him today. With that he huddled up in a blanket and stared at a wall. He wasn't much for talking. He also acted like it hurt to smile, but for some reason the ladies seemed to like his presence.
Wrapping himself up he let out a soft sigh, watching his breath billow out in a light fog. "Su I'm hungry" He muttered blankly. Quite chatty for him today. With that he huddled up in a blanket and stared at a wall. He wasn't much for talking. He also acted like it hurt to smile, but for some reason the ladies seemed to like his presence.
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Shitsuji Sakura
Su's eyes went to the door as it opened. Dark expressioned, scowling at whoever came in. He hadn't really realized he had been doing it, until it was to late. He continued to glare daggers at the new boy until he introduced himself. The awkward new hosts that Bishie picked out never seemed to be worth it. They were all so soft, and very cowardly. Su scowled just a little more before suddenly smiling a bright smile and standing up. He walked over to the boy and put a hand on his head.
"It's a pleasure, Master Luca. I'm Shitsuji Sakura, but please, refer to me as Su. I'm the butler here, so if you need anything, all you need to do is ask me. I will gladly do whatever you need." His smile never faded as he spoke to the boy. He took his hand off Luca's head as another person walked in, this one he already knew. Silas, a very quiet man, who had been working with the club for a while. Su winced a little when he walked toward the fireplace, wondering if he planned on lighting it. Luckily, he didn't but went to grab a blanket instead. Su's smile returned at that.
"Cold today..." He mumbled the words, more to himself than anyone else. "I should cover the fireplace..." He then glanced mildly shocked when he heard Silas mention that he was hungry. He smiled again and nodded his head.
"Of course Silas. I will start up something for you to eat? Anything in particular you want?" Su enjoyed asking the silent boy questions, as it gave him a reason to talk back. Perhaps it was just the fact that Su wanted the boy to speak up every now and then that made Su ask Silas so much... Of course, he would probably just shake his head no. Su sighed and glanced to Luca.
"I can make you something as well, if you would like."
Su's eyes went to the door as it opened. Dark expressioned, scowling at whoever came in. He hadn't really realized he had been doing it, until it was to late. He continued to glare daggers at the new boy until he introduced himself. The awkward new hosts that Bishie picked out never seemed to be worth it. They were all so soft, and very cowardly. Su scowled just a little more before suddenly smiling a bright smile and standing up. He walked over to the boy and put a hand on his head.
"It's a pleasure, Master Luca. I'm Shitsuji Sakura, but please, refer to me as Su. I'm the butler here, so if you need anything, all you need to do is ask me. I will gladly do whatever you need." His smile never faded as he spoke to the boy. He took his hand off Luca's head as another person walked in, this one he already knew. Silas, a very quiet man, who had been working with the club for a while. Su winced a little when he walked toward the fireplace, wondering if he planned on lighting it. Luckily, he didn't but went to grab a blanket instead. Su's smile returned at that.
"Cold today..." He mumbled the words, more to himself than anyone else. "I should cover the fireplace..." He then glanced mildly shocked when he heard Silas mention that he was hungry. He smiled again and nodded his head.
"Of course Silas. I will start up something for you to eat? Anything in particular you want?" Su enjoyed asking the silent boy questions, as it gave him a reason to talk back. Perhaps it was just the fact that Su wanted the boy to speak up every now and then that made Su ask Silas so much... Of course, he would probably just shake his head no. Su sighed and glanced to Luca.
"I can make you something as well, if you would like."
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Kimberly "Coco" Enchantress
"I'm going to be late!"
Everybody was crowding in the Host club; all of the girls were shouting and trampling over each other trying to get close to the members who pledged to be apart of it. Some of the hosts were there so far: Shitsuji Sakura, Aiko Suzuki, and the newest member, Luca Uke. Speeding down the hall, Coco dash her way past people, pushing some of them out of the way. "Hey!", one girl shouted, not liking to be shoved. Coco rolled her eyes and kept running knowing she had to be at the host club right on time, "Come on, Come on legs! Don't fail me now!", she shouted out loud, egging her two slender legs on.
When she got to the host club door, Coco sprinted inside, swooshing past Miyu Amane and Aiko Suzuki, "Sorry!", she apologetically shouted to them as she made it to her destination, safe. She slowed down her legs, panting out of breath, "Hi you guys! I'm here!", she announced loudly to her working partners, the host members. Coco's dark black hair was all over her head from running too much so she smoothed it down while sitting down in a nearby chair. After regaining her senses, Coco curiously, yet amused, looked at all of the girls who screamed and shouted to be with the hosts and hostess, "They are a happy bunch, are they?", she nonchalantly asked to know one in particular.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
"This is not my day..."
Walking to her first class, Vanilla leisurely paced herself, trying not to speed down the halls like her older sister, Coco, did. Vanilla scanned the hallway curiously, looking at her fellow classmates file into their assigned classes. She sighed, depressingly, and made her way to her locker. Her locker opened, after much tinkering with the lock, Vanilla grabbed her history book from the top shelf. Her platinum blond long hair fell in front of her shoulders causing it to shield her face from seeing anything, "Ugh...Why does my hair have to be in the way...", she mumbled to herself aggravated as she slammed her locker shut.
Vanilla then continued her long walk down the hall. Why was her sister so full of life? This question boggling Vanilla's mind. Ever since the two of them moved to Japan, for over a year, Coco made a lot of friends and was immediately accepted into clubs that were fantastic. Vanilla wondered, while rubbing her chin, why people didn't like being around her. Ugh! This was driving her made! Her pale face now fuming red, Vanilla gritted her pearly white teeth, raging with much anger. The host club was in view and there were a lot of people standing around outside the door. Vanilla stopped in her tracks and looked on, trying to see if Coco's face would be in the crowd, "She probably is inside...", she thought walking closer to the scene still angry inside.
"I'm going to be late!"
Everybody was crowding in the Host club; all of the girls were shouting and trampling over each other trying to get close to the members who pledged to be apart of it. Some of the hosts were there so far: Shitsuji Sakura, Aiko Suzuki, and the newest member, Luca Uke. Speeding down the hall, Coco dash her way past people, pushing some of them out of the way. "Hey!", one girl shouted, not liking to be shoved. Coco rolled her eyes and kept running knowing she had to be at the host club right on time, "Come on, Come on legs! Don't fail me now!", she shouted out loud, egging her two slender legs on.
When she got to the host club door, Coco sprinted inside, swooshing past Miyu Amane and Aiko Suzuki, "Sorry!", she apologetically shouted to them as she made it to her destination, safe. She slowed down her legs, panting out of breath, "Hi you guys! I'm here!", she announced loudly to her working partners, the host members. Coco's dark black hair was all over her head from running too much so she smoothed it down while sitting down in a nearby chair. After regaining her senses, Coco curiously, yet amused, looked at all of the girls who screamed and shouted to be with the hosts and hostess, "They are a happy bunch, are they?", she nonchalantly asked to know one in particular.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
"This is not my day..."
Walking to her first class, Vanilla leisurely paced herself, trying not to speed down the halls like her older sister, Coco, did. Vanilla scanned the hallway curiously, looking at her fellow classmates file into their assigned classes. She sighed, depressingly, and made her way to her locker. Her locker opened, after much tinkering with the lock, Vanilla grabbed her history book from the top shelf. Her platinum blond long hair fell in front of her shoulders causing it to shield her face from seeing anything, "Ugh...Why does my hair have to be in the way...", she mumbled to herself aggravated as she slammed her locker shut.
Vanilla then continued her long walk down the hall. Why was her sister so full of life? This question boggling Vanilla's mind. Ever since the two of them moved to Japan, for over a year, Coco made a lot of friends and was immediately accepted into clubs that were fantastic. Vanilla wondered, while rubbing her chin, why people didn't like being around her. Ugh! This was driving her made! Her pale face now fuming red, Vanilla gritted her pearly white teeth, raging with much anger. The host club was in view and there were a lot of people standing around outside the door. Vanilla stopped in her tracks and looked on, trying to see if Coco's face would be in the crowd, "She probably is inside...", she thought walking closer to the scene still angry inside.
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Joint post with Dere and Yasu. Normally they are split up into two separate ones, but for the sake of this, I put them together.
Dere walked with long strides, his cello in its bag and with the slung, put over his bag. He didn’t strain under the weight. He just walked down the hall. He saw the girls milling outside of the host club and he tiredly sighed as he went in through the side entrance to get around the girls. He walked in through the garden, the scent of the flowers assailing his nose till he was forced to sneeze. His brother laughed at him and Dere leveled a glare at the rebellious younger man. They weren’t far apart in years. In fact, they were only ten months apart and Yasu was of equal height to Dere. There was little that one could do to tell them apart, save for the fact that Yasu had purple hair and blue eyes; while his brother had long black hair –tied back into a ponytail- and deeper blue eyes. Irish Twins, they were called, the result of a December-May relationship.
“Bless you, Dere” Yasu said, his voice slightly apologetic as he had to clutch his sheet-music in his hands so that the wind wouldn’t take it away. When they were together, they spoke English but their English was heavily accented with a thick Scottish brogue, making them sound nearly incomprehensible when they were just talking to one another without a care for anyone else. Yasu – the book smart one- watched to make sure his brother’s annoyance faded from his face and the younger man smiled and patted his brother’s arm. “See, not nearly as bad as you thought. We didn’t get swarmed by girls. Your hair-tie wasn’t stolen…”
Dere’s face clouded over. He hated it when people touched his hair, or his hands. In general, he wished that people would leave him alone but he joined the club as an act of rebellion against his mother and the rebellion was noted constantly, whenever he left the room. “Just…shush,” he said finally as he held the door open for Yasu and followed in after him. He saw the butler and inclined his head before he set the cello down on the stand and freed it from its case before he was able to fully settle it down. He pulled up a chair, sat himself behind it and his brother went to the piano next to him.
Neither brother had to ask what the other wanted to play. They just settled in, both faces identical serene masks as they struck up the same note and began to play a soothing song. It was easy for the brothers to get lost in their music, easier still to pretend that they were still home, playing for their friends and family with grand dreams of going to a music school, being able to teach music therapy, anything but being where they were then. Dere relaxed as he played. His form, firm and strict, softened. Yasu’s form grew stronger, his shoulders braced, his long fingers racing over the keys as his brother kept pace on the cello. They complimented one another. The weakness in one note was the strength in the other player’s chord. They played a harmony, clashed, battled and came back together. Anything to drown out the noises of the women that thought they’d be able to steal their hearts.
Dere walked with long strides, his cello in its bag and with the slung, put over his bag. He didn’t strain under the weight. He just walked down the hall. He saw the girls milling outside of the host club and he tiredly sighed as he went in through the side entrance to get around the girls. He walked in through the garden, the scent of the flowers assailing his nose till he was forced to sneeze. His brother laughed at him and Dere leveled a glare at the rebellious younger man. They weren’t far apart in years. In fact, they were only ten months apart and Yasu was of equal height to Dere. There was little that one could do to tell them apart, save for the fact that Yasu had purple hair and blue eyes; while his brother had long black hair –tied back into a ponytail- and deeper blue eyes. Irish Twins, they were called, the result of a December-May relationship.
“Bless you, Dere” Yasu said, his voice slightly apologetic as he had to clutch his sheet-music in his hands so that the wind wouldn’t take it away. When they were together, they spoke English but their English was heavily accented with a thick Scottish brogue, making them sound nearly incomprehensible when they were just talking to one another without a care for anyone else. Yasu – the book smart one- watched to make sure his brother’s annoyance faded from his face and the younger man smiled and patted his brother’s arm. “See, not nearly as bad as you thought. We didn’t get swarmed by girls. Your hair-tie wasn’t stolen…”
Dere’s face clouded over. He hated it when people touched his hair, or his hands. In general, he wished that people would leave him alone but he joined the club as an act of rebellion against his mother and the rebellion was noted constantly, whenever he left the room. “Just…shush,” he said finally as he held the door open for Yasu and followed in after him. He saw the butler and inclined his head before he set the cello down on the stand and freed it from its case before he was able to fully settle it down. He pulled up a chair, sat himself behind it and his brother went to the piano next to him.
Neither brother had to ask what the other wanted to play. They just settled in, both faces identical serene masks as they struck up the same note and began to play a soothing song. It was easy for the brothers to get lost in their music, easier still to pretend that they were still home, playing for their friends and family with grand dreams of going to a music school, being able to teach music therapy, anything but being where they were then. Dere relaxed as he played. His form, firm and strict, softened. Yasu’s form grew stronger, his shoulders braced, his long fingers racing over the keys as his brother kept pace on the cello. They complimented one another. The weakness in one note was the strength in the other player’s chord. They played a harmony, clashed, battled and came back together. Anything to drown out the noises of the women that thought they’d be able to steal their hearts.
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Ares sighed as more people gathered in front of the host club room. She stood and glared at the group. "Please be quiet." She noticed no one heard her and sighed. She sighed again and yelled. "Please be quiet, everyone!" The large group then went silent and looked at her. She smiled nervously. "You guys are making a huge amount of noise, which can have many bad effects. Think about it. You're probably unnerving the hosts and plus the principle might ban this just because it disturbs other kids." She looked at the group, spotting many scowls. She held back a blush. "Just consider how they feel. Do they like seeing a huge crowd waiting for them everyday, or do they dread seeing this." She then turned and sat back down, looking down at her lap and keeping back her blush from the attention.
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Bishie Itto
"Oh the guys are going to kill me! I'm already twice as late as I normally am!"Bishie grumbled the words to himself as he ran down the hallway. He was still far from the host room, but he would get the eventually. He hand his backpack in his arm, holding it as though it might just die if he let it get to jarred. He also wore bandages around his right arm today, which were tinted slightly red with blood. He smiled as he noticed the crowd of customers outside. He suddenly stopped though, as he ran past a girl sitting on a bench. He smiled at her softly. The whole group of girls had gone quiet at her request a moment earlier, and now she seemed quite awkward. So Bishie thought he would try to help her with the issue.
"I'll be opening the club in a minute~!" He told the girls, many of which squealed excitedly and went back to talking. He then looked to Ares.
"Pardon me miss, are you-?" He suddenly stopped. "Wait! I-I'm sorry! I'm so late! Do you think you could hold this for me? I would really thank you! I don't have any money to pay you with because I got mugged this morning but- just- um! Ah! Thank you miss! I'm sorry to rush off!!! I'll thank you somehow when I have money or something! Please take care of that kitten!!!" Bishie smiled and handed the girl the backpack before flying into the group of girls. Ares now held the backpack, which contained two books and a kitten, alive and quite scared by all of Bishie's running and yelling. As Bishie ran through the group, he passed Aiko, who was chatting with one of the customers, he reached for the door to open it, but immediately stepped on his own shoe lace and went flying through the doors, landing on the floor with a loud whack. His shoe however, flew the opposite direction. Bishie gave a small groan and laid on the floor for a moment, before looking up.
"S-Sorry... to interrupt your playing... Dere... Ya...su... It was pretty... A-And sorry I'm late... I... Had several mishaps." He sat up rubbing his head and grumbling to himself.
"First the picture frame, then that guy who thought I was a girl, and then I found that kitten, and... Hey where did my shoe go?!"
"Oh the guys are going to kill me! I'm already twice as late as I normally am!"Bishie grumbled the words to himself as he ran down the hallway. He was still far from the host room, but he would get the eventually. He hand his backpack in his arm, holding it as though it might just die if he let it get to jarred. He also wore bandages around his right arm today, which were tinted slightly red with blood. He smiled as he noticed the crowd of customers outside. He suddenly stopped though, as he ran past a girl sitting on a bench. He smiled at her softly. The whole group of girls had gone quiet at her request a moment earlier, and now she seemed quite awkward. So Bishie thought he would try to help her with the issue.
"I'll be opening the club in a minute~!" He told the girls, many of which squealed excitedly and went back to talking. He then looked to Ares.
"Pardon me miss, are you-?" He suddenly stopped. "Wait! I-I'm sorry! I'm so late! Do you think you could hold this for me? I would really thank you! I don't have any money to pay you with because I got mugged this morning but- just- um! Ah! Thank you miss! I'm sorry to rush off!!! I'll thank you somehow when I have money or something! Please take care of that kitten!!!" Bishie smiled and handed the girl the backpack before flying into the group of girls. Ares now held the backpack, which contained two books and a kitten, alive and quite scared by all of Bishie's running and yelling. As Bishie ran through the group, he passed Aiko, who was chatting with one of the customers, he reached for the door to open it, but immediately stepped on his own shoe lace and went flying through the doors, landing on the floor with a loud whack. His shoe however, flew the opposite direction. Bishie gave a small groan and laid on the floor for a moment, before looking up.
"S-Sorry... to interrupt your playing... Dere... Ya...su... It was pretty... A-And sorry I'm late... I... Had several mishaps." He sat up rubbing his head and grumbling to himself.
"First the picture frame, then that guy who thought I was a girl, and then I found that kitten, and... Hey where did my shoe go?!"
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Luca looked down as the boy scowled at him before getting up and placing a hand on his head. Luca looked up slightly as the boy spoke. "It's a pleasure, Master Luca. I'm Shitsuji Sakura, but please, refer to me as Su. I'm the butler here, so if you need anything, all you need to do is ask me. I will gladly do whatever you need." Luca nodded slightly, "Its nice to meet you Su." He looked around the room quietly, pulling on his ear once again as he got nervous as another boy walked in.
"I can make you something as well, if you would like." Luca looked over to Su and gave a small smile, "I'm fine, thank you though." He continued pulling his ear, and bit his lip slightly as a girl walked in, annoucing loudly that she was here. Luca looked down slightly, getting more and more nervous. He turned and looked at Bishie as he fell.
"I can make you something as well, if you would like." Luca looked over to Su and gave a small smile, "I'm fine, thank you though." He continued pulling his ear, and bit his lip slightly as a girl walked in, annoucing loudly that she was here. Luca looked down slightly, getting more and more nervous. He turned and looked at Bishie as he fell.
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Silas turned to face the others, including the loud Coco. "Soup." He replied to Su calmly. He thought for a second and added, "No particular type" He then smiled as the Scottish Dere and Yasu came in and began to play. He lightly taped his foot to the rhythm. In his head he was more preoccupied with a complex math equation he had been formulating for the number of times he should smile to increase revenue.
"How long until we open?" He asked calmly. He would have to put his equation to rest while he worked. After all the lades demanded his attention. He had to listen to their days, try to make small talk, smile, compliment them. The train of thought made him shudder. How had he ever been able to do that all those years ago?
"How long until we open?" He asked calmly. He would have to put his equation to rest while he worked. After all the lades demanded his attention. He had to listen to their days, try to make small talk, smile, compliment them. The train of thought made him shudder. How had he ever been able to do that all those years ago?
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Kimberly "Coco" Enchantress
Coco watched the host members, with much amusement, as they all tried to get ready for their customers to come in, "I'm always ready. I don't have to prep myself", she stated confidently, her thumbs pointing at herself. Then Bishie Itto came clumsily in causing Coco to burst out in pure laughter, "Haha! Calm down Bishie. You haven't really missed anything", she told him with much glee in her voice. Silas Grace spoke up making Coco turn her attention, even though short spanned, to him, "We'll be starting soon!", she answered for him, smoothing her black hair back carelessly.
Luca still looked nervous as he introduced himself to everyone, "Hey there, ma amiee. I'm Coco...Just Coco. I'm glad you join this club", she said joyfully to him. She shook his hand briefly, having a strong firm shake, accepting him into the club.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
Vanilla, now amidst the crowd, looked on with tippy-toes, curious to see where Coco was. She spotted her inside, talking to all of her partners. They all seemed to be getting ready for the customers. Then a fellow classmate, Ares, shouted to the crowd, telling them to quiet down, "Please be quiet, everyone!". Ares seemed very annoyed as well as nervous as she continued, "You guys are making a huge amount of noise, which can have many bad effects. Think about it. You're probably unnerving the hosts and plus the principle might ban this just because it disturbs other kids".
Everybody glared at her, not really caring to listen but she went on, "Just consider how they feel. Do they like seeing a huge crowd waiting for them everyday, or do they dread seeing this", she finished, crouching with shyness. Vanilla rose an eyebrow, wondering why she was cowering out. "She should have stood her ground", Vanilla thought, shaking her head in shame.
Coco watched the host members, with much amusement, as they all tried to get ready for their customers to come in, "I'm always ready. I don't have to prep myself", she stated confidently, her thumbs pointing at herself. Then Bishie Itto came clumsily in causing Coco to burst out in pure laughter, "Haha! Calm down Bishie. You haven't really missed anything", she told him with much glee in her voice. Silas Grace spoke up making Coco turn her attention, even though short spanned, to him, "We'll be starting soon!", she answered for him, smoothing her black hair back carelessly.
Luca still looked nervous as he introduced himself to everyone, "Hey there, ma amiee. I'm Coco...Just Coco. I'm glad you join this club", she said joyfully to him. She shook his hand briefly, having a strong firm shake, accepting him into the club.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
Vanilla, now amidst the crowd, looked on with tippy-toes, curious to see where Coco was. She spotted her inside, talking to all of her partners. They all seemed to be getting ready for the customers. Then a fellow classmate, Ares, shouted to the crowd, telling them to quiet down, "Please be quiet, everyone!". Ares seemed very annoyed as well as nervous as she continued, "You guys are making a huge amount of noise, which can have many bad effects. Think about it. You're probably unnerving the hosts and plus the principle might ban this just because it disturbs other kids".
Everybody glared at her, not really caring to listen but she went on, "Just consider how they feel. Do they like seeing a huge crowd waiting for them everyday, or do they dread seeing this", she finished, crouching with shyness. Vanilla rose an eyebrow, wondering why she was cowering out. "She should have stood her ground", Vanilla thought, shaking her head in shame.
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"Hey there, ma amiee. I'm Coco...Just Coco. I'm glad you join this club" Luca looked up, shocked and slightly scared as she shook his hand. He nodded, pulling his ear more, "I-it's nice t-to meet y-you Coco...." He blushed, his cheeks turning red quickly. He looked down quickly to hide his blush, and bit his lip once again. They all seem so much more outgoing than me. I don't know how well I'll do in this club...a-and t-talking to p-people...., Luca thought to himself, his blush deepening.
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Sarah Dragomir
Sarah was told by some of her classmates that there was a room in the school where handsome guys stay. Sarah held the paper where the room number was written and looked for it. She wasn't even sure why she was interested in doing such thing when she could be studying in advance. But nevertheless, it wouldn't hurt to try.
After a few minutes, Sarah stood in front of the door. Sometimes walking back and forth, but eventually glancing at the door of the room. " Why would I even enter? " Sarah asked herself. She was looking for a particular guy. She wasn't even sure if he was included in this handsome guys group or club or something.
Sarah was about to hold the doorknob and open it, but she became so nervous that she was unable to move. " Maybe I should just go back to the library and study " she thought. But despite that thought, she found herself still standing in front of the said room.
Sarah was told by some of her classmates that there was a room in the school where handsome guys stay. Sarah held the paper where the room number was written and looked for it. She wasn't even sure why she was interested in doing such thing when she could be studying in advance. But nevertheless, it wouldn't hurt to try.
After a few minutes, Sarah stood in front of the door. Sometimes walking back and forth, but eventually glancing at the door of the room. " Why would I even enter? " Sarah asked herself. She was looking for a particular guy. She wasn't even sure if he was included in this handsome guys group or club or something.
Sarah was about to hold the doorknob and open it, but she became so nervous that she was unable to move. " Maybe I should just go back to the library and study " she thought. But despite that thought, she found herself still standing in front of the said room.
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Aimee Love
Aimee allowed herself to be tugged along by her friend, who was babbling incoherently about how she was just so glad that Aimee could finally come with her. "I don't see what's so interesting about fawning over some random people." She said softly, with a little shrug. Seeing the croud, Aimee pulled back a little. "Mon dieu! Is there a crowd like this every day?" she hated being around a lot of people, let alone a whole bunch of exited, giggly girls. Her friend shook her wrist happily, making her bell ring. She always wore an old, yet sweet-sounding bell tied to her wrist with pale blue lace. It was the only thing she had from her mother.
Aimee allowed herself to be tugged along by her friend, who was babbling incoherently about how she was just so glad that Aimee could finally come with her. "I don't see what's so interesting about fawning over some random people." She said softly, with a little shrug. Seeing the croud, Aimee pulled back a little. "Mon dieu! Is there a crowd like this every day?" she hated being around a lot of people, let alone a whole bunch of exited, giggly girls. Her friend shook her wrist happily, making her bell ring. She always wore an old, yet sweet-sounding bell tied to her wrist with pale blue lace. It was the only thing she had from her mother.
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Ares blinked as the boy rambled on about things and then suddenly handed her a backpack. She raised an eyebrow as he dashed into the host club room, wondering why he spoke to her. She shrugged and looked into the backpack, staring down at the obviously frightened kitten inside. She looked up, only to find many of the girls staring at her. She quickly looked back down at the kitten, who was now staring up at her. She smiled, pulling her bag right beside her. She opened a pocket and opened a small bag of cat food. She took a small handful and held it down to the kitten, which eagerly ate it. She laughed softly to herself, glad that she always kept cat food with her to feed any stray cat she came across. She forgot about everyone around her and pulled the kitten out of the backpack, placing it on her lap and petting it while it ate from her hand. She almost jumped as it hopped from her lap, running off towards the host club door. She picked up her bag and the bag that the boy had given her and sped after the kitten. She pushed through the crowd, trying to keep track of the cat at the same time. The kitten slipped through a crack between the doors. She cursed to herself, not noticing how a girl stuck her foot out to trip her. She flailed a bit as she tripped over the trap, hitting the doors and accidentally opening them. She spotted the kitten on the other side of the room. Wait. Room? She looked up from where she was on the floor to see the hosts. Her eyes went wide as she stood up and slipped back through the doors, running through the crowd with a blush on her face. She ran to the abandoned library down the hall and leaned against the wall before realizing she had left both her and the boy's bag in the host room, not to mention her manga book. She sunk down the wall, putting her head in her hands. "What is wrong with me today. I'm being so clumsy. At this rate, I'll be an outcast by the end of the day with all the rumors that'll float around." She felt her eyes watering up. "I'll lose all my friends, people will laugh at me, and I'll be embarrassed all the time..." She gave out a deep sigh as her hands left her face. She looked at the abandoned library around her. "This will be the only safe place."
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Dere's Post
Dere stopped playing when someone crashed down before him. He arched a brow, nodding to Bishie as he tried to explain what had happened. "Peace, Bis, it is fine. No one is hurt and you are not late," he said before he set the bow down on his lap and looked around the room. There were newcomers there that he'd never seen, and he had been part of the Host Club since his freshman year, doggedly determined to get in, if only to anger his mother's family. His brother played on, uncaring of the disturbance, though he tuned the music softer and made it gentle, as if he could help Bishie calm down that way. Dere just sighed and looked for the butler, located him and raised his hand, "Su, would you mind bringing me some tea, perhaps a light sandwich?" he asked, always polite to him and would often be found talking to him if they arrived at the club before the others. Were they friends? Dere wasn't sure. He wasn't one that had many friends. He didn't want any. He moved his foot to the left and heard a piteous meow. Taken aback, he lifted his foot and saw a small kitten. His brother snicked, Dere shot him a look and that ended that mirthful exchange. Dere leaned down and scooped the small creature up. His rough hand gently running over its head, seeing that it had some remnants of catfood on its face. "Su, also a warm cloth, if you would," he said, trying to sound like he didn't care, though every host that had been there longer than a year knew that Dere had a soft spot for animals.
--Yasu's Post
Yasu may have heard the commotion, but he didn't care to stop playing. Everything was about his music, it was a true reflection on his mood. The young man played through his brother picking up the kitten and played until the noise from the girls outside grew too much. Yasu stood up, pushed the bench back and grabbed his coat. "Bishie, I'll be back before we are open for too long, I need to clear my head," he said as he walked from the room and out into the main hoard of girls that were waiting outside. He put on a small, gentle smile for them. "Ladies, I know that you are excited," he said calmly, "but we are not open yet," he said, bowing low to them, "but I promise, when we are opened, you shall be allowed to come in and speak to the host of your choosing," he said before he excused himself and walked down the hall and into the old library. He had some books stashed there that the school didn't want him reading, and so he had to hide. He walked in, confident, only to pause when he saw a girl there. I never escape them... he thought but his smile belied what his mind believed. "Gentle Lady, are you all right?"
Dere stopped playing when someone crashed down before him. He arched a brow, nodding to Bishie as he tried to explain what had happened. "Peace, Bis, it is fine. No one is hurt and you are not late," he said before he set the bow down on his lap and looked around the room. There were newcomers there that he'd never seen, and he had been part of the Host Club since his freshman year, doggedly determined to get in, if only to anger his mother's family. His brother played on, uncaring of the disturbance, though he tuned the music softer and made it gentle, as if he could help Bishie calm down that way. Dere just sighed and looked for the butler, located him and raised his hand, "Su, would you mind bringing me some tea, perhaps a light sandwich?" he asked, always polite to him and would often be found talking to him if they arrived at the club before the others. Were they friends? Dere wasn't sure. He wasn't one that had many friends. He didn't want any. He moved his foot to the left and heard a piteous meow. Taken aback, he lifted his foot and saw a small kitten. His brother snicked, Dere shot him a look and that ended that mirthful exchange. Dere leaned down and scooped the small creature up. His rough hand gently running over its head, seeing that it had some remnants of catfood on its face. "Su, also a warm cloth, if you would," he said, trying to sound like he didn't care, though every host that had been there longer than a year knew that Dere had a soft spot for animals.
--Yasu's Post
Yasu may have heard the commotion, but he didn't care to stop playing. Everything was about his music, it was a true reflection on his mood. The young man played through his brother picking up the kitten and played until the noise from the girls outside grew too much. Yasu stood up, pushed the bench back and grabbed his coat. "Bishie, I'll be back before we are open for too long, I need to clear my head," he said as he walked from the room and out into the main hoard of girls that were waiting outside. He put on a small, gentle smile for them. "Ladies, I know that you are excited," he said calmly, "but we are not open yet," he said, bowing low to them, "but I promise, when we are opened, you shall be allowed to come in and speak to the host of your choosing," he said before he excused himself and walked down the hall and into the old library. He had some books stashed there that the school didn't want him reading, and so he had to hide. He walked in, confident, only to pause when he saw a girl there. I never escape them... he thought but his smile belied what his mind believed. "Gentle Lady, are you all right?"
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"Gentle lady, are you all right?" Ares jumped, looking up and spotting a guy that was probably around her age. She quickly dabbed her eyes with the sleeve of her dress, standing up. She looked to him and nodded. "I'm fine. Just, uh, relaxing a bit. I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you by being here." She sighed. "I just come around here in order to read and get my mind off of things. I can't really read in public because it could attract too much attention to me. I hate being the center of attention." She quickly looked to one of the shelves in the library, spotting the book she was currently on. She looked back to him and bowed slightly. "Once again, I'm sorry if I disturbed you in any way by being here."
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Coco giggled lightly when Luca blushed and stuttered when he introduced himself to her, "It's alright, Luca. You'll fit in no time. Shall I give you a brief tour around here?", she said to him trying to ease his nervousness. Coco took Luca's hand, starting to walk down the ornate hallway of the host club, "Furi Kur High School is very known for it's host club. People would "kill" to be apart of it", she explained to Luca, emphasizing on the word "kill" with much enthusiasm, her arms waving above her had in a goofy fashion.
They turned in front of the tea room, after walking down for some ways, "Everyone likes to congregate here, or should I say, have a party!", she gloated happily, giving Luca a happy dance she always performed, "Boo-yah!", she dancing around, shaking her voluptuous hips from left to right. She finally stopped dancing, after five minutes of twirling around and clumsy leg kicks. Panting lightly, Coco turned her attention back to Luca, "Sorry about that I just was in the....moment....", she shyly excused herself with a slight blush in her pale, ecstatic, face.
"Anyways, the host club is very known for its oppressive library and the school would let anyone, when they are a customer with a host, read it's extensive collection. I don't bother going there because, well..., I hate books...", she yawned, keeping books, which she thought were annoying, away from her mind. "There is also....blah blah blah blah....Ugh! I hate explaining things. You get the picture of how things run around here. Your a host and you have to please your customers with anything they wish you to do", she lastly said, rubbing her forehead from a headache.
"That's all....Gosh I have a headache now!", she groaned in discomfort as she sat down in one of the lounge chairs in the open tea room, "Look around some more, you'll find something new all the time. Good luck on the job!", cheerfulness, regardless of the bloody headache, spouting from Coco's mouth.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
Vanilla then continued to look inside the host club room, through the slitted double doors, trying to find her favorite host, the mysterious one. "I hope he's there....", Vanilla thought, a slight pale pink blush forming on her cheeks. He always fascinated her, his silence and small talk easing her mind. She loved it when a person, like him, never rambling or babbling on about themselves conceitedly; they, instead, would listen to the person who needed someone to talk to. Vanilla blushed even more, her white blonde hair shading her face again.
She, aggravated again, pushed her hair out the way with her slender french manicured fingers, "I really need to get a headband...", she mumbled to herself, causing some of the people around her to look at her with risen eyebrows. They all began to think she was a psycho case; this made Vanilla purely angry, "Come on guys! It's not like all of you done that too!", she stated confidently to her peers. They all rolled their eyes and continued to talk amongst themselves.
Vanilla shook her head, pissed that they bumped her off like a nobody. A small kitten passed through people, running away from the "outspoken" Ares. Ares then pushed passed people, trying to catch the kitten back into her arms. All of a sudden, Ares tripped, from a girl's extended dark school shoe foot, causing her to fall into the double doors. The doors opened wide making everyone see with what was going on with the host members. Vanilla spotted the mysterious host member and blushed wildly again.
Ares finally got up and dashed off down the hallway. It seemed like she was holding back tears that wanted to gush forward. Dere picked up the kitten, after asking Su to make him his food. He marveled at the kitten and stroked it's fur lightly. He was very a fond of the kitten, "Su, also a warm cloth, if you would", he ordered Su, wanting to wipe the kitten's face clean.
His brother, Yasu, on the other hand, was at it away on the piano. He seemed well engrossed at first but couldn't stand the commotion the crowd outside was making. So he got up from his seat and stalked out of the host club. He then stopped for a minute in front of the crowd, "Ladies, I know that you are excited but we are not open yet. I promise, when we are opened, you shall be allowed to come in and speak to the host of your choosing", he politely said to the female crowd, exiting down the hall, disappearing when he turned a corner.
Coco and Vanilla
Coco: "Vanii baby!!!!!"
Vanilla: "Oh my gosh..."
Coco walked back to the front of the club room and spotted Vanilla amidst the crowd, "Vanii baby!", she shouted to her sister, causing the crowd to shout happily when they saw Coco. The girls loved Coco as their hostess and would always recommend her when they wanted fun, which was all the time! Vanilla shook her head embarrassed trying to keep herself from drawing too much attention, "Come on Coco....Please don't embarrass me....", she whispered to her, Coco now standing in front of her with a big smile plastered on her face. "Come on lil' sis, stop being so shy!", she said out loud, wanting everybody to hear her tease Vanilla. Vanilla rolled her eyes, pissed that her sister was being very gleefully overbearing, which she was known for.
Coco giggled lightly when Luca blushed and stuttered when he introduced himself to her, "It's alright, Luca. You'll fit in no time. Shall I give you a brief tour around here?", she said to him trying to ease his nervousness. Coco took Luca's hand, starting to walk down the ornate hallway of the host club, "Furi Kur High School is very known for it's host club. People would "kill" to be apart of it", she explained to Luca, emphasizing on the word "kill" with much enthusiasm, her arms waving above her had in a goofy fashion.
They turned in front of the tea room, after walking down for some ways, "Everyone likes to congregate here, or should I say, have a party!", she gloated happily, giving Luca a happy dance she always performed, "Boo-yah!", she dancing around, shaking her voluptuous hips from left to right. She finally stopped dancing, after five minutes of twirling around and clumsy leg kicks. Panting lightly, Coco turned her attention back to Luca, "Sorry about that I just was in the....moment....", she shyly excused herself with a slight blush in her pale, ecstatic, face.
"Anyways, the host club is very known for its oppressive library and the school would let anyone, when they are a customer with a host, read it's extensive collection. I don't bother going there because, well..., I hate books...", she yawned, keeping books, which she thought were annoying, away from her mind. "There is also....blah blah blah blah....Ugh! I hate explaining things. You get the picture of how things run around here. Your a host and you have to please your customers with anything they wish you to do", she lastly said, rubbing her forehead from a headache.
"That's all....Gosh I have a headache now!", she groaned in discomfort as she sat down in one of the lounge chairs in the open tea room, "Look around some more, you'll find something new all the time. Good luck on the job!", cheerfulness, regardless of the bloody headache, spouting from Coco's mouth.
Clara "Vanilla" Enchantress
Vanilla then continued to look inside the host club room, through the slitted double doors, trying to find her favorite host, the mysterious one. "I hope he's there....", Vanilla thought, a slight pale pink blush forming on her cheeks. He always fascinated her, his silence and small talk easing her mind. She loved it when a person, like him, never rambling or babbling on about themselves conceitedly; they, instead, would listen to the person who needed someone to talk to. Vanilla blushed even more, her white blonde hair shading her face again.
She, aggravated again, pushed her hair out the way with her slender french manicured fingers, "I really need to get a headband...", she mumbled to herself, causing some of the people around her to look at her with risen eyebrows. They all began to think she was a psycho case; this made Vanilla purely angry, "Come on guys! It's not like all of you done that too!", she stated confidently to her peers. They all rolled their eyes and continued to talk amongst themselves.
Vanilla shook her head, pissed that they bumped her off like a nobody. A small kitten passed through people, running away from the "outspoken" Ares. Ares then pushed passed people, trying to catch the kitten back into her arms. All of a sudden, Ares tripped, from a girl's extended dark school shoe foot, causing her to fall into the double doors. The doors opened wide making everyone see with what was going on with the host members. Vanilla spotted the mysterious host member and blushed wildly again.
Ares finally got up and dashed off down the hallway. It seemed like she was holding back tears that wanted to gush forward. Dere picked up the kitten, after asking Su to make him his food. He marveled at the kitten and stroked it's fur lightly. He was very a fond of the kitten, "Su, also a warm cloth, if you would", he ordered Su, wanting to wipe the kitten's face clean.
His brother, Yasu, on the other hand, was at it away on the piano. He seemed well engrossed at first but couldn't stand the commotion the crowd outside was making. So he got up from his seat and stalked out of the host club. He then stopped for a minute in front of the crowd, "Ladies, I know that you are excited but we are not open yet. I promise, when we are opened, you shall be allowed to come in and speak to the host of your choosing", he politely said to the female crowd, exiting down the hall, disappearing when he turned a corner.
Coco and Vanilla
Coco: "Vanii baby!!!!!"
Vanilla: "Oh my gosh..."
Coco walked back to the front of the club room and spotted Vanilla amidst the crowd, "Vanii baby!", she shouted to her sister, causing the crowd to shout happily when they saw Coco. The girls loved Coco as their hostess and would always recommend her when they wanted fun, which was all the time! Vanilla shook her head embarrassed trying to keep herself from drawing too much attention, "Come on Coco....Please don't embarrass me....", she whispered to her, Coco now standing in front of her with a big smile plastered on her face. "Come on lil' sis, stop being so shy!", she said out loud, wanting everybody to hear her tease Vanilla. Vanilla rolled her eyes, pissed that her sister was being very gleefully overbearing, which she was known for.
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Shitsuji Sakura
Su glanced to Silas as he answered. He smiled, a little triumphant. He nodded his head calmly and smiled to Luca.
"If you change your mind, ask." He then turned to Coco as she walked in. He was still unsure why Bishie had decided to let a girl become a host, but he wasn't going to complain. Bishie had to have his reasons... His twisted, fake reasons. Su scowled a little to himself. Sometimes he forgot just how much he hated the president of the host club. He was ripped from his angry thoughts when he heard Dere and Yasu begin to play. A smile graced his face once more. The two brothers... He envied them. Such a beautiful relationship. He didn't believe he had met Yasu personally before, but he had heard a bit about him from his older brother. Su was also one to notice things though, which was why he worried for the two... He closed his eyes for a moment, just listening to the music. Unfortunately, it was ruined by the loud crashing sound that could only be associated with the president of the host club himself. He scowled for a only a moment before smiling again and looking to the man who was now sprawled on the floor. He sighed a little before turning to Dere, who spoke calmly, before asking for tea. When another figure came crashing in, and landed a few feet away from Bishie, he stared quietly.
"My, my... Everyone is so clumsy today..." His voice was very quiet. A kitten caught his eye, running over to Dere. Su smiled. Dere quite like animals, at least, that was something Su was pretty sure he knew. When Dere asked for a warm cloth for the kitten, it only proved Su's point.
"Right away." Su spoke quietly. He scruffed up Luca's hair and went into the kitchen area. He missed Ares's exit, as well as Yasu's. He quietly pulled off one of his white gloves, something he never did around others, and pulled out the tea pot from one of the cabinets. He put water on to boil and then went to grab a cloth, which he put in the microwave for a few seconds. He pulled back on his glove, then opened the microwave and brought the cloth out to Dere.
"Here you are... I'm working on the tea and soup... I'll have it out soon enough." With that, he went back to the kitchen to start the soup. He removed both gloves and quietly began his work. If anyone walked in, he would tell them to leave, like always. He pulled the top off of the tea and gave a suddenly yelp, grabbing his hand and backing into the cabinet. Two or three dishes fell to the ground, clattering as they hit. The pot was a little hotter than he had expected, and his already burned hands didn't like the feeling. He growled a little to himself, scowling at the moment of bad luck before pulling the glove back on the hand that hadn't just been re-burned. He finished up the tea and soup, bringing them up balanced on a platter. His bad hand now in his pocket, so no one would notice.
Bishie Itto
Bishie smiled a little when Dere spoke up, saying that he wasn't late.
"I'm not? Well that's great then! I guess I need to open the club soon... But... Where is Aiko? i think i saw him earlier.. I can't remember. I think I hit my head." He sighed and was about to stand up when Ares came flying through the door in a similar fashion to him.
"Oh, hello again! Are you alright? That was quite an entrance, I give it a 10! Mine was only an 8." When she took off, Bishie made a very sad expression. "Did I do something wrong?" He sighed and stood up, pacing slightly. He needed to think of a way to open the club today, something more spectacular that usual... He sighed and shrugged. Thinking wasn't really his thing... He could really use a manager for that kind of thing, but, he really just had Su for that, and Su didn't like planning. Bishie smiled at the group and spoke excitedly.
"Ok! I don't have a clue what we should do today! So I'm going to make the customers vote on what they want to do next time so I have an idea then!" He nodded to himself. That would have to work. He smiled a little when the kitten ran up to Dere. It certainly did look familiar. He looked confused for a moment, when crashing sounds came from the kitchen. These he ignored. He then shook his head.
"Yasu! Can you open th-.... He's gone." He looked quite confused, as he had apparently missed Yasu leaving during all of this. Come to think of it, where had Su run off to? He sighed loudly and mumbled.
"Ok. I will open the club! Luca! Since you're new, you can help me!" He grabbed the boy and pulled him over to the door. He opened the quickly and smiled at all of the girls. He smiled a little at Coco, who was also standing near by. She was fun to have around, as the girls often didn't want to talk to a host about their problems, but Coco was a girl, who could relate... At least, that was Bishie's philosophy.
"Ok~ The club is open, feel free to come on in! Just note we're missing a few hosts... They'll show up! I think..." He looked to Luca when he mentioned the "I think" part. A paper airplane soared by and quietly whacked Bishie in the head. The boys only reaction was to sighed and speak up once again.
"Also... If any of you have my shoe... Please return it."
Su glanced to Silas as he answered. He smiled, a little triumphant. He nodded his head calmly and smiled to Luca.
"If you change your mind, ask." He then turned to Coco as she walked in. He was still unsure why Bishie had decided to let a girl become a host, but he wasn't going to complain. Bishie had to have his reasons... His twisted, fake reasons. Su scowled a little to himself. Sometimes he forgot just how much he hated the president of the host club. He was ripped from his angry thoughts when he heard Dere and Yasu begin to play. A smile graced his face once more. The two brothers... He envied them. Such a beautiful relationship. He didn't believe he had met Yasu personally before, but he had heard a bit about him from his older brother. Su was also one to notice things though, which was why he worried for the two... He closed his eyes for a moment, just listening to the music. Unfortunately, it was ruined by the loud crashing sound that could only be associated with the president of the host club himself. He scowled for a only a moment before smiling again and looking to the man who was now sprawled on the floor. He sighed a little before turning to Dere, who spoke calmly, before asking for tea. When another figure came crashing in, and landed a few feet away from Bishie, he stared quietly.
"My, my... Everyone is so clumsy today..." His voice was very quiet. A kitten caught his eye, running over to Dere. Su smiled. Dere quite like animals, at least, that was something Su was pretty sure he knew. When Dere asked for a warm cloth for the kitten, it only proved Su's point.
"Right away." Su spoke quietly. He scruffed up Luca's hair and went into the kitchen area. He missed Ares's exit, as well as Yasu's. He quietly pulled off one of his white gloves, something he never did around others, and pulled out the tea pot from one of the cabinets. He put water on to boil and then went to grab a cloth, which he put in the microwave for a few seconds. He pulled back on his glove, then opened the microwave and brought the cloth out to Dere.
"Here you are... I'm working on the tea and soup... I'll have it out soon enough." With that, he went back to the kitchen to start the soup. He removed both gloves and quietly began his work. If anyone walked in, he would tell them to leave, like always. He pulled the top off of the tea and gave a suddenly yelp, grabbing his hand and backing into the cabinet. Two or three dishes fell to the ground, clattering as they hit. The pot was a little hotter than he had expected, and his already burned hands didn't like the feeling. He growled a little to himself, scowling at the moment of bad luck before pulling the glove back on the hand that hadn't just been re-burned. He finished up the tea and soup, bringing them up balanced on a platter. His bad hand now in his pocket, so no one would notice.
Bishie Itto
Bishie smiled a little when Dere spoke up, saying that he wasn't late.
"I'm not? Well that's great then! I guess I need to open the club soon... But... Where is Aiko? i think i saw him earlier.. I can't remember. I think I hit my head." He sighed and was about to stand up when Ares came flying through the door in a similar fashion to him.
"Oh, hello again! Are you alright? That was quite an entrance, I give it a 10! Mine was only an 8." When she took off, Bishie made a very sad expression. "Did I do something wrong?" He sighed and stood up, pacing slightly. He needed to think of a way to open the club today, something more spectacular that usual... He sighed and shrugged. Thinking wasn't really his thing... He could really use a manager for that kind of thing, but, he really just had Su for that, and Su didn't like planning. Bishie smiled at the group and spoke excitedly.
"Ok! I don't have a clue what we should do today! So I'm going to make the customers vote on what they want to do next time so I have an idea then!" He nodded to himself. That would have to work. He smiled a little when the kitten ran up to Dere. It certainly did look familiar. He looked confused for a moment, when crashing sounds came from the kitchen. These he ignored. He then shook his head.
"Yasu! Can you open th-.... He's gone." He looked quite confused, as he had apparently missed Yasu leaving during all of this. Come to think of it, where had Su run off to? He sighed loudly and mumbled.
"Ok. I will open the club! Luca! Since you're new, you can help me!" He grabbed the boy and pulled him over to the door. He opened the quickly and smiled at all of the girls. He smiled a little at Coco, who was also standing near by. She was fun to have around, as the girls often didn't want to talk to a host about their problems, but Coco was a girl, who could relate... At least, that was Bishie's philosophy.
"Ok~ The club is open, feel free to come on in! Just note we're missing a few hosts... They'll show up! I think..." He looked to Luca when he mentioned the "I think" part. A paper airplane soared by and quietly whacked Bishie in the head. The boys only reaction was to sighed and speak up once again.
"Also... If any of you have my shoe... Please return it."
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The girls who have a wealthy secret.... "You'll never find us out...."
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If you need help with your homework, I would be the one to ask.
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It would be best if you didn't linger around me or my brother.
Aimee Love
"Hope is that little voice that says 'maybe' when everybody else is screaming 'no'."
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"Hello! I'm so glad everyone is he- Oh no stairs!"
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Sammy Grace
"Greetings from metrosexual Brittain!"
Coco and Vanilla Enchantress
The girls who have a wealthy secret.... "You'll never find us out...."
Yasu MacLeish Nashimura
If you need help with your homework, I would be the one to ask.
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"Hope is that little voice that says 'maybe' when everybody else is screaming 'no'."
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"Hope is that little voice that says 'maybe' when everybody else is screaming 'no'."
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"Hello! I'm so glad everyone is he- Oh no stairs!"
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"Greetings from metrosexual Brittain!"
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"Good day, masters. Can I help you with something?"
Yandere "Dare" Nishimura
It would be best if you didn't linger around me or my brother.
Silas Grace
"Greetings..."
Coco and Vanilla Enchantress
The girls who have a wealthy secret.... "You'll never find us out...."
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If you need help with your homework, I would be the one to ask.
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Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
I'm up for anything to keep this going, it's one of the more interesting roleplays I'm doing
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
I'm up for a restart.
If you two have some role play connections with other writers we could get a decent sized group going!
If you two have some role play connections with other writers we could get a decent sized group going!
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Yeah! Anything to keep the memory of the old rp alive.... :)
I up for a restart!
I up for a restart!
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Would you prefer I repost the RPG right now, and let you all sign up, so we can restart, or that we attempt to revive this version?
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Sigh... We can attempt if you like. Feel free to post in the roleplayers wanted section and do what you will... I'll keep check for sure.
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
But....But....But.........
It was soooooooo Young!
Don't kill it. Don't kill it.
We have the technology to rebuild it, make it better. Who's with me on this momentous task?
It was soooooooo Young!
Don't kill it. Don't kill it.
We have the technology to rebuild it, make it better. Who's with me on this momentous task?
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Sigh... I'm afraid, I have some unfortunate news.
Sinclair has decided to drop out, and now, with a lack of players, I am very saddened to tell you that this RPG can't survive... I may restart it sometime soon... But I cannot be sure yet...
Well... There you go...
Sorry guys.
Sinclair has decided to drop out, and now, with a lack of players, I am very saddened to tell you that this RPG can't survive... I may restart it sometime soon... But I cannot be sure yet...
Well... There you go...
Sorry guys.
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
While we're planning I would also love to get an Ic DnD group together...
Just kidding of course...
Also, I might toy with the idea of the Otaku, but I don't know yet....
Just kidding of course...
Also, I might toy with the idea of the Otaku, but I don't know yet....
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
I actually didn't plan for you all to leave so soon... Bishie was going to plan some stuff for the rave masquerade, but I suppose we can just have the club closed to customers the next day, so we can have planning and stuff then. I'm waiting on SinclairWilde, which shouldn't be too much of an issue. I'm sure she'll post when she can.
Until then, sorry for the wait!
Until then, sorry for the wait!
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Well, Vanilla is about to go home but Coco is still stuck back at the club with Bishie and the remaining of the host members lol.
Re: [OOC] A Stereotypical Host Club
Damn I have to wait until you guys end club to post again....
POST OR I'LL UNLEASH THE RAWRASUARUS REX ON YOU!
POST OR I'LL UNLEASH THE RAWRASUARUS REX ON YOU!