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Fandom High School Host Club - Sunday, February 3 - Music Room: Late Afternoon
Tamaki had arrived a little early in order to attempt beautifying the music room. It was nothing like the unused third music room at Ouran Academy, but he'd managed to dress it up a bit with several flower-filled vases. On a stray piano bench, he had placed a tray containing tea and finger foods just in case his future hosts got hungry. Snacks and tea were part of the Host Club ambience, although they were normally for the guests.
Once he was sure his hopefuls were about and had gotten comfy, he faced them with a huge grin, spreading his arms wide in a slightly over-dramatic gesture of welcome.
"Gentlemen," he said, his voice nearly quavering with excitement, "Welcome to the Fandom High School Host Club!" Lowering his arms once again, he began to pace back and forth, occasionally appraising his audience as he spoke. "If you are here, you have volunteered to donate your precious time to those who most deserve it: Lovely young ladies, who also have time, who will be here to see you. Yes, you!" He nodded for emphasis before resuming.
"Of course, there are certain requirements that one must have in mind when it comes to being a Host," he warned, his voice taking on a serious tone. "Each one of you must choose a 'type'. Why is that so important, you ask? Because, my dear Host Club hopefuls," he purred, wagging a finger at all of them, "Your 'type' is the very thing that defines your role as Host! Take me, for example. I am, as you can obviously see, a 'Prince Type'. I am handsome and romantic!" As if to prove this point he struck a regal pose and ran his fingers through his golden hairin a shower of randomly materializing bishounen sparkles, grinning devastatingly at the camera no one in particular.
"Now, I would like each one of you to tell me what you think makes you stand out from the crowd. What are your talents and unique traits? How do your looks correlate with that? Do they fit well with the traits you have in mind? If you're going to say that you're the 'cool' type, then you'd better be looking cool. You cannot claim to be a certain type if you do not look the part! I cannot stress that enough!" He balled his right hand into a fist and slammed it into his other hand's open palm, seemingly glaring at his host hopefuls, but not actually being angry. In fact, a moment later, he was back to his cheery self.
"Lastly," he said jovially, "You are required to provide the young ladies with the answers they may wish to be hearing. Therefore, I shall be assessing your ability to entertain. Tell me: If a girl were to ask you something such as 'Why are you so gorgeous,' then what would your response be? Whatever you say reflects upon you as a host, so answer carefully." He gave them a stern look for about half a second, then returned to smiling. "That's all for now. I will be happy to answer any questions you may have."
[OOC:Please to be waiting for OCD is up! Post is for Host Club hopefuls, but the general public will be invited in next week!]
Once he was sure his hopefuls were about and had gotten comfy, he faced them with a huge grin, spreading his arms wide in a slightly over-dramatic gesture of welcome.
"Gentlemen," he said, his voice nearly quavering with excitement, "Welcome to the Fandom High School Host Club!" Lowering his arms once again, he began to pace back and forth, occasionally appraising his audience as he spoke. "If you are here, you have volunteered to donate your precious time to those who most deserve it: Lovely young ladies, who also have time, who will be here to see you. Yes, you!" He nodded for emphasis before resuming.
"Of course, there are certain requirements that one must have in mind when it comes to being a Host," he warned, his voice taking on a serious tone. "Each one of you must choose a 'type'. Why is that so important, you ask? Because, my dear Host Club hopefuls," he purred, wagging a finger at all of them, "Your 'type' is the very thing that defines your role as Host! Take me, for example. I am, as you can obviously see, a 'Prince Type'. I am handsome and romantic!" As if to prove this point he struck a regal pose and ran his fingers through his golden hair
"Now, I would like each one of you to tell me what you think makes you stand out from the crowd. What are your talents and unique traits? How do your looks correlate with that? Do they fit well with the traits you have in mind? If you're going to say that you're the 'cool' type, then you'd better be looking cool. You cannot claim to be a certain type if you do not look the part! I cannot stress that enough!" He balled his right hand into a fist and slammed it into his other hand's open palm, seemingly glaring at his host hopefuls, but not actually being angry. In fact, a moment later, he was back to his cheery self.
"Lastly," he said jovially, "You are required to provide the young ladies with the answers they may wish to be hearing. Therefore, I shall be assessing your ability to entertain. Tell me: If a girl were to ask you something such as 'Why are you so gorgeous,' then what would your response be? Whatever you say reflects upon you as a host, so answer carefully." He gave them a stern look for about half a second, then returned to smiling. "That's all for now. I will be happy to answer any questions you may have."
[OOC:
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He blushed.
"I've scarcely been away from Andrew all week. And I can't stop grinning during most of it."
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He blushed.
"I'm always kissing him. I'm surprise he hasn't gotten annoyed with me."
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He looked sideways at Teddy. He knew what made sense to him and what felt nice and what seemed to make Andrew smile, but he needed someone to assure him that he wasn't wrong.
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He rolled his eyes a little.
"I also have a good deal of homework to get done before I do anything else seeing him. I really want to have a solid diagram of my invention before class tomorrow, even if we're not working on that."
It was something more than just schoolwork. He wanted to prove he could do it. And do it without magic.
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Teddy totally believed that. New boyfriend... homework...
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"School work is important. Andrew, as wonderful as he is, doesn't change the fact that I have to do well for myself, learn as much as possible as well as possible, and attempt to make my way in a world."
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