Handsome Men's Club (IC)

[Major Ursa]

The round table of men were seated in their usual spots, with their president standing before a podium. With their mirrors at the ready, they raised them and before their faces and began their chant, the few women seated at the table could only watch on…
“Wow…”
“You’re handsome…”
“You’re perfect…”
“You’re incredible!”
“You are one good looking son of a b!tch~!”
“Good job mom…”
“Amazing…”
“Holy sh!t!”
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As quickly as he had entered, as soon as the mirror were lowered, the president of the club nodded at the nearest man and left through the door. There were murmurs of confusion and disapproval at this, but soon silence fell as one of the men got up to stand before the podium nervously. Running a hand through his hair and giving one of the guys a nervous, yet boyish grin…this…was Leo Rounds, “Alright, I volunteered last time to take over if the president had to leave early.” Glancing down quickly at the podium, he looked back up and stared around at his fellows, “Alright, first things first…I got to leave early today, I have to go pick up my younger sister from her private school; is that alright with you guys?”

[Padriac Muldoon]

“Wow…”
“You’re handsome…”
“You’re perfect…”
“You’re incredible!”
“You are one good looking son of a b!tch~!”
“Good job mom…”
“Amazing…”
“Holy sh!t!”
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The president left rather quickly, much to several of the club's dismay. Mustapha sat silently, his left hand gently rubbing his temple. He merely nodded at Leo. "Very well, but do it handsomely." He chuckled to himself, straightening his bow tie. "Who shall take you're place while you are gone?"

[julia]

Andrew raised an eyebrow as the president left. Then Leo stepped up and explained his need to pick up his younger sister. "That seems to be fine, my handsome friend..." Andrew said smoothly. "I could take the spot, if you all would have me lead you this evening. I'm only a teacher, not a public speaker," he explained, running his fingers through his hair tiredly. The meeting would need to end soon, Andrew had papers to grade from his English class.

[Major Ursa]

With a carefree sort of grin, Leo sort of chided the others as he let out a chuckle, “H-hey! Don’t be so quick to get rid of me, I still got around…” He paused briefly to pull his sleeve back and peer into the face of a ratty wristwatch, squinting a bit as he did so, “…30 Minutes, so I can at least cover the review. As well, I might need to remind most of you that since the president left earlier, you will all get to leave an hour earlier anyways. So…last time we had our meeting, we were discussing some of the more trivial things in life. We discussed the wood chuck tongue twister last time, and we mutually agreed that the wood chuck can chuck a ‘handsome sum’ of wood, otherwise it shouldn’t be worth our time debating about it…though I kind of wonder why we were even discussing tongue twisters…?”

Leo scratched his head at this, though…no doubt they covered more trivial subjects due to the fact that more than half of the handsome men present were…dim, “Anyways, it was brought to the president’s attention that other club meetings held in different parts of the country yielded different answers, so it was decided that we should debate about it. The most common answer was 42, and the least common was the original…” Kind of stopping there, there wasn’t actually any questions to follow up with this observation…well, this was the part where everybody was expected to put in their two cents worth.

[Padriac Muldoon]

"Now now, Andy, you seem a bit..." He paused to find the right words. "Tired... But if that is what you wish, I won't stop you..."

Mustapha continued to rub his left temple. "But how much wood can a woodchuck chuck if there is no wood to chuck?" He almost burst out laughing at his conclusion, but kept his cool. "It doesn't matter, he's too handsome for manual labor." he smiled, tapping his pencil on the table.

[julia]

"I have many papers to grade, and will likely be awake until at least midnight, and I have to wake up at 6 tomorrow. If you'd like to take over, feel free," Andrew said with a sigh. "And why would he demean himself by chucking wood anyway?! I mean really, a handsome man would not disgrace himself by doing that... Where did the number 42 come from anyway? How is that, in anyway, handsome?" he asked, rolling his eyes.