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Ah the welcoming breeze of summer. How refreshing its warm winds caressed the skin, the sun shining down upon all of the world's occupants. What then, should the activity be for today? A trip to the beach? Some karaoke maybe? Or perhaps a search for the infamous and elusive Maid Cafe that actually really did exist? Oh, so many things to do and so little time! Smell that air, hear the summer sounds, taste the sunshine. So uplifting, so beautiful...how utterly annoying. Yes, that's what it really was. Underneath all the fun in the sun was just another day with that accursed light tainting her soul. Well, it wasn't all bad, right? Right?

She sat alone in the club room, her eyes shifting over all the latest manga scans on her phone while checking out the newest summer anime recommend towards the general public. The red framed glasses placed oh so delicately on her figure hid well the numerous dark circles around her eyes from lack of sleep. Who could sleep when there was just too many things to explore via the Internet? Naturally, she was the first one there and with good reason. As Brigade Leade-, er, Club Leader, it was her sole duty to maintain the Handy Man Club. That meant being on time every day...she, uh, didn't sleep here overnight did she?

The school did keep the club rooms open during the breaks...was the community in that desperate need to have someone to help? Probably so, as the plot demanded it...even still, the young and ever blossoming otaku known as Yuzuru Tokisaki waited patiently for the others to arrive. There really shouldn't be any issues to resolve today-unless of course someone came to them later-so she had put aside a number of activities just for the club. Smirking, she carefully removed her glasses and placed a reddish purple contact lens she was apparently keeping in her pocket gently in her left eye before tapping her finger methodically...

Said tapping only served to lull her into the warmth of the day, and she found herself laying her face down on the side of her head desk and shutting her eyes close. The cool touch of the wood on her face felt heavenly...

"Damnit Sleep! I see you're working with the Sun today, eh? Well I, Yuzuru Tokisaki, command you to...command you to...to....damn...zzzz."

And like that, the Handy Man Club leader and resident otaku fanatic was out like a light. Hmm, who would be the first person her sleep deprived eyes would lay on next? What is in store for our plucky heroine?

Probably nothing much.

Yuuma stood in front of the club room's door, all-too familiar hesitation keeping him from entering what was basically an insane asylum.

He couldn't hear anything coming from inside, so he slowly opened the door and peered in. He breathed a sigh of relief. Yuzuru was the only other person here this early, and on top of that she was asleep, face awkwardly against the table. Yuuma smiled to himself, amused by how small and innocent she looked.

He closed the door behind him quietly and took a seat, making sure to not wake her. God knows she rarely got any sleep, so as uncomfortable as her sleeping position looked, it was probably good for her. Planning to make use of the only quiet time he'd get today, he pulled out a sketchbook from his bag and began to doodle the club room from a high perspective, including both himself and Yuzuru in it.

We want the cash or the drugs you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master

Yaay! It was a break!

But she was still in school....what?
Oh yeah, the club.

The pink-haired mascot was walking through the halls, listening to some EDM with her ear phones. She slightly adjusted them so she could hear clearer. The airhead looked through a window. The sun was shining clearly, the warmth was getting on her torso, it was a beautiful day, filled with absolute jubilance She looked outside, at the wonderful trees, as if they were shaking around due to the wind. It wasn't heavy, it was actually very light.

Eliza shook her head before walking towards the door of the Handy Man Club. But, accidentally, she had gotten her eardrums busted by turning up the music.

SELF-CORRECTION;
MASS DISSECTION

Due to this, she tried pulling the earphones out. Which she couldn't, because she was rushing. So, she panicked and thought they were stuck. "No! Nooooo!" She said, thinking aloud. Then the song changed to classical.

See, despite her current obsession with EDM and all things rave-y, she still had some respect for classical composers. In fact, she liked most types of music. Musicians had talent. It was the truth, for her. I mean, going on for hours to release one album deserves some respect, in her opinion. Though she didn't like Black MIDIs and such, she liked classical, because it can easily go from immaculate and silent to quick and squalid, in her opinion.

She managed to turn down the music, and get to the doorknob. When she opened it, she saw a sleeping 'Brigade Leader' in the room. She sighed before walking into the room. She looked around, and started marching around the room, to the slow music she was playing. She didn't really speak, because she couldn't hear much that was going on through the music.

She saw Yuuma, and she waved in his general direction. Why? Just because she could, that's why.

Obviously.

She saw the sketchbook that Yuuma was drawing in, and looked towards it. He was drawing the club. Well, that was kind of expected. What else could he draw? Anything else, actually.

Shut up, brain.

The vapor came out of the tea pot as Brooke placed it softly on the tray, being careful to not shake the delicate cups that sat near. The door to the club room was slightly open, just a crack where light could come through. She ended up turning so her back faced the door, and pushing in gently for an entrance. Her gaze fell upon the sleeping club leader, and two other students. A smile was drawn on her lips as she set the tray on the small coffee table next to the bookcase.

Taking off her coat, she draped it over Yuzuru like a blanket. Even if they were the same age, Brooke carried an air of adulthood for a teenage girl. Wiser beyond her years they said, at least supposedly wiser beyond her years. Her soft hands wrapped around a hot tea cup, the girl blew on it gently. Then she would stretch out the cup, offering it to Yuuma.

She repeated the motion for Eliza, “it is English breakfast tea; I decided to try something new.” Her voice was like a fairy’s wings made of gossamer and dewdrops, always full of cheer. It had been a strange tea, not anything like the tea she prepared. Instead of being matcha, powdered green tea, it was contained in a little sack. And you let it soak for a few minutes in the water, certainly much faster than a tea ceremony.

It’s not like she did a ceremony since she was alone, she just liked to prepare the tea that way. The equipment had been bought when she was younger and figured in her prized possession. But this was the modern way, with theses little sac things. It was just a short little try; she could always make the green tea in a jiffy.

Why does gravity exist? Why do boundaries hold me from doing what I want. Screw you, floor, I do what I want!

The things that roam through the kuudere's distracted brain, what do they mean? Ryder didn't even know why he was in the club room above the club he belonged to. In fact, he was sitting through a meeting he didn't even belong in.

By the time he realized this, he shrugged and looked at Buster around his wrist, compact in his portable watch form. The AI sighed extremely audibly and looked at Ryder through the LCD monitor, speaking in a voice that sounded a bit too much like Cyborg from Teen Titans. "Yo, yo, Ryder, please, get me out of here! I can't stand this rambling about..about..a world without video games! Board games have no place anywhere in my world, especially real life chess!"

Ryder blinked and stared at the monitor with a air of the most potent indifference ever, in history, and nodded, though in reality, he didn't care where he was, but before he could protest, Buster burned a hole through the floor where Ryder was sitting, and he landed in the middle of the Handy Man club room, staring at the almighty club leader without a feel in the world. "Hiya."

kemp ran down the street with a large smile and a skip to his step. The day as young and even more so beautiful to our young, dazzling catch of a man. The aroma of flowers was heavy in the air, the bright sun shone down with righteous heat and the city couldn't be any nicer. Kemp was heading to his favorite club of nut jobs and freaks or as he called them, unique and color characters. He was late do to a mishap of a cat stuck in a tree, his fear of cats made it harder to grab the critter and it wasn't easy to climb down with. Despite the heat and fatigue he did not let a drop of sweat hit his body.

Running up the stairs with surprising speed he spotted the door. A larger smile hit his face as he opened the door with a simple "heyo" but cut himself off after seeing his favorite brigade leader. Chuckling to himself as he nodded to the others Kemp sat down on a table and pulled a gameboy out of his pocket. He was never a much of a gamer but thanks to the otaku of a woman there leader was he had begun to wonder, he really enjoyed the king of fighters games.

A dark haired girl partially slid open the door to the clubroom, a small pink blush on her pale face. She peeked in through the door shyly and looked at the people within.

"U-um... hello... I'm... new..." She looked down at this next part, her dark hair falling into her face quite cutely. She was dressed in the Ryoko high uniform, choosing to wear black knee socks and white mary-janes for shoes. She peeked up again. She seemed innocent, childlike even. "M-May I come in?" She asked, opening the door a little more. Friends... this would be her chance to make the best of friends.

The best of friends, forever, and ever, and e̪͕̪̰̳̺ͯ͑̾̓̉̀͟v̰̣͚̤̾̓̊͑̍͐͋ͅé̸̝̙̯̲̫̤̌̒͜ͅr̨͉̪̲͇̥̥ͪ̿̅͠.

Angelo walked through the halls stealth fully and quietly as he clung to the shadows and eventually he jumped up the hallways roof and jumped into an air vent quietly lurking through the school without anyone's notice as he walked until he got to the club room vent and he quietly jumped down and instantly hid in his corner of the room where the light is at its dimmest. he saw that a few other members got their before him but at least he got their so he could referee any fights that might break out. he stayed in the shadows waiting to be talked to directly but otherwise staying quiet living where Angelo lived he learned to keep his mouth shut and his movements as quiet as humanly or inhumanly possible he watched seeing their fearless leader was asleep as a few more of the other members walked in he hates it when the club members fight and he will do everything he can to make sure nobody kills anyone else in the club but the only one Angelo would listen to was their leader....who was asleep.

Yuuma heard a voice from outside. A moment later, Eliza entered the room and began marching around. He wasn't really sure why, but at least she wasn't being a danger to herself or anyone else. She waved to him, and in response he smiled slightly and returned a small wave.

A few minutes later, the door creaked open once again, and Yuuma tensed up as he always did, preparing for the worst. In walked Brooke, thankfully, and he relaxed. Besides him, she was the most normal person in the club. She had her quirks of course, like everyone else, but none of them put people's lives at stake.

He smiled softly as she offered him a cup of tea, accepting it after he had put down his sketchbook. She mentioned it was a different kind than she usually made as she gave another cup to Eliza.

"It's very good. Thank you," he said after having taken a sip.

To be honest, Yuuma was kind of in disbelief. He had been in the club room for a solid ten minutes, and yet had no extra injuries. He was pretty sure that that was a record. He leaned back in his chair, relaxed and happy.

The moment he let his guard down was the moment when the club showed it's true colors.

Midway through a sip of his tea, Ryder and his borderline sentient robot came crashing through the ceiling.

Through the goddamned ceiling.

Yuuma jumped back, knocking his chair over and spilling hot tea all over his face. As he couldn't speak due to choking on the liquid, all he could do was stare at Ryder in an extremely disapproving manner.

This place was a hazard to his health. Shame on him for forgetting that, even for a split second.

While Eliza was marching (with tea in hand), she took a sip of her tea.

And then someone went crashing through the ceiling.

As a reaction, Eliza did the most complicated pattern of flips and spins that she had ever done. It was: high jump, back flip, corkscrew, pike, double backwards somersault, and then a roll when she hit the ground. Like, what in the hell's bells was that? Had she ever done that? No. Apparently she was still athletic. And she did it without losing her tea.

Fucking aces, Eliza, fucking aces.

"Uh....hi...?" She said nervously, to the person who had just crashed through the ceiling. She then realized what the club was again. "Hey, that's not helpful at all! That's breaking the rules of the club!" She said, pointing at Ryder. Who, in fact, had just made Yuuma jump.

She saw Yuuma jump back, spilling tea all over his face. She walked over to Yuuma, and attempted to spill the rest of her tea on his face, just as a small joke. She did this while trying not to giggle a small bit. Health hazard 1: Hot tea.

Get out your notebooks people, we're going to be fucking with Yuuma for the rest of this roleplay. What? We shouldn't? That's not fair, you say?

Ryder took a glance around the room and found Yuuma glaring back at him, with a fiery, murderous intent. So, he shrugged and simply said, "Oh."

Buster, being the compassionate robot he was, had to apologize. "Oh, Yuuma, I am s-o-rr-y, sorrrrry! I blame Ryder, the inconsiderate jerk who didn't try and stop me from leaving the room upstairs! You should know better, Ryder!" As expected, Ryder shrugged and looked at the hole in the ceiling. "We needed a sun roof."

Distracted once again, he looked at Eliza, and put out his hand towards her.
"Tea please?", he asked, staring blankly at her.

"WHAAAAAT?! RYDER, MORE LIKE RUDER, IF YOU COULD BE ANYMORE RUDE! WHAT IS WITH YOU?! FIRST YOU FALL THROUGH THE CEILING THEN YOU DON'T APOLOGIZE TO POOR YUUMA OVER HERE WHOM IS CLEARLY IN PAIN THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE AND THE AUDACITY TO ASK PRETTY MISS ELIZA HERE FOR SOME TEA PROBABLY AIMING TO HURT SOMEBODY ELSE?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YA?!?!" Buster exclaimed, almost shorting out at some point.

Ryder, true to himself, showed he really cared. "I said please, didn't I?"

The loud crash was what did it. Hearing the sound of wood being splintered and shattered apart, Yuzuru blinked her eyes awake to realize that several of the club's members were already out and about. Blinking, she waved a greeting towards Arisaka while glancing up at the gaping hole above them. Now she could just have Yuuma squeeze out the money to fix it. After all, wasn't the room right above them the art room or something? But...hey, it's the club's first ever sky light!

Rising out of her seat with the sudden energy of someone with too much caffeine running in their veins, Yuzuru pointed skyward for all to see. "Behold my peons! For I, Yuzuru vi Tokisaki the Only, command you to gaze upon the face of our new secret passageway! Marvel at its beauty for it shall be the hole to pierce the heavens!" Well, at least now the red contact in her eye made sense...didn't help that Brooke's coat made it look like she had a cape on...seriously. As she sat back down with her energy having been spent, the bespectacled girl tensed up suddenly in the midst of all the commotion.

"That icy feeling...best be prepared....rule #32 of dealing with a yandere...always be open and sickeningly kind. Make her feel special baby."

Noticing Mao Uki peeking behind the club room, Yuzuru gave a bleary wave towards her. "Hey there Uki-san. Come on in...but, uh why are acting like it's your first time...never mind."

"Rule #7. Never question the yandere."

Kemp smiled at the ne whole, it fit the group for such a grand entrance, he as suprised it took them so long to do so. He was glad to see his captian back in her old otaku self making refrences as we speak. Jumping up from his table, turning off his hand held as to save energy he knew it was now time to shine.

"well now that our graceful leader has bestowed upon us her lucid presence and the whole gang has shown up, in a very special way might I add, he may now begin" the boy said as he began to stretch. His hair seemingly flopped around with him. He noticed one of his favorite whack jobs seemed to be missing but as ready to go on ith out them,he hated to say it but everyone in they're group was somewhat expendable.

Now cracking his knuckles as he moved in on the the leader of there crusade he lit his tanned face with a smile. "perhaps we crack some heads, or maybe we find a missing animal, who knows with our team Im sure we could save the world" the boy said hoping to spark as much enthusiasm as possible.

Angelo watched the whole spectacle and seeing that nobody was planning on fighting he simply relaxed in his corner watching as the leader woke up from the crash glad to have her awake Angelo waved slightly to greet hit figured she wouldn't notice him as Angelo started to get his ninja tools ready in case something were to gotten. ... our someone wanted to see a cool ninja trick. Oddly enough his ninja tricks were perfect as an ice baker our entertainment

"OOhhhh! Cindy-chan~" Steve pervertedly sang as he opened the door, walked inside, and sat down at his spot in front of the club computer. He was grinning ear to ear, ignoring his peers and thinking about Cindy, a new option in the latest expansion to one of the most popular dating sims for the PearSphere 4. Steve turned on the computer and logged on, showing the club banner set as the desktop background.

"So, Leader! What's for today?"

Mao slid into the classroom after she'd been greeted to take a seat beside the club leader. She seemed please, smiling at her. "I wanted to recreate our fist day meeting, Overlord-Yuzuru." She relaxed and watched the others, detached from their amusing spectacle with a slight airy whimsy about her. She needn't say much, she simply yearned to get the meeting underway to see if her knife would be necessary today.

She hoped it would be.

As Yuuma finally began to regain the ability to breathe, Yuzuru woke up. After spending a moment taking in the scene around her she jumped up, one of her eyes being red.

"Behold my peons! For I, Yuzuru vi Tokisaki the Only, command you to gaze upon the face of our new secret passageway! Marvel at its beauty for it shall be the hole to pierce the heavens!"

Yuuma stared at her in disbelief while Buster apologized profusely. The rant was largely ignored by Yuuma, as they happened fairly often.

During all this, Eliza made her way over to him, and began to tip her cup to pour tea on his head with a bright smile on her face. He was a moment away from freaking out and leaving the room, but heard Yuzuru greeting Mao, causing him to freeze. Oh god.

As Eliza poured tea all over him, he slowly turned his head to look at the door where Mao stood, a pained, fake smile plastered on his face.



"H-hey, Uki-san," he managed to squeek, fighting to not scream from the pain of having a boiling hot liquid dumped onto his head. "We're all doing good, clearly, how about you?"

Under his breath and through his smile he whispered "Please stop," to Eliza.

Eliza looked towards Steve, and sighed. The fawn-haired pervert had just walked through the door, and was talking about Cindy and shit. Who was Cindy? Someone in his games, probably.

"WHAAAAAT?! RYDER, MORE LIKE RUDER, IF YOU COULD BE ANYMORE RUDE! WHAT IS WITH YOU?! FIRST YOU FALL THROUGH THE CEILING THEN YOU DON'T APOLOGIZE TO POOR YUUMA OVER HERE WHOM IS CLEARLY IN PAIN THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE AND THE AUDACITY TO ASK PRETTY MISS ELIZA HERE FOR SOME TEA PROBABLY AIMING TO HURT SOMEBODY ELSE?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YA?!?!"

"Uh....what?" She asked, confused at what this....THING had just said. This THING, yeah, it's THING now. "What's with your THING?" She asked, talking about the THING that was yelling. The THING sounded annoying. The THING was stupid.

I just described that, didn't I? Shit, man. Hell, maybe they'll think Eliza was talking about Ryder's dick or something. And then, thinking about that THING, she giggled to herself.

"Behold my peons! For I, Yuzuru vi Tokisaki the Only, command you to gaze upon the face of our new secret passageway! Marvel at its beauty for it shall be the hole to pierce the heavens!"

Oh god, Yuzuru just had an Otaku Moment, as she called it. There was only one thing to do about this:
EAWT mode. You see, EAWT mode is something I came up with. Why? Because, when Yuzuru had an Otaku Moment, which is almost all the time, you just can't react normally. Nobody can. People just start glaring, saying, 'Dude, what the fuck is that crazy chick doing?' or some shit. So, now, Eliza had armed herself with her not reacting like normal people would, because that seems to be the only way to get to people like Yuzuru.

'EMERGENCY! OTAKU MOMENT! EMERGENCY ACT WITHOUT THINKING MODE, GO!' Said her haid. 'noooo please' She said, in her miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind. Then, she yelled

"Yes, Ma'am! We will start an army, of people who make holes in roofs! That shall be our new goal!" She said, quite randomly for her. Yes! She managed to actually get that out instead of stuttering and acting awkward! YES! SHE DID IT!

Emergency Act Without Thinking mode done. You can now act normal, Eliza.

FUCK YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Oh, and she stopped pouring tea on Yuuma's head and looked towards Mao. "Oh, hi, Mao."

"Oh...uh, heh, that's nice." Yuzuru simply gave Mao a smile that made her seem half-drunk. In reality, it was just due to lack of sleep, but did anyone really care? Still, it was always beneficial to be nice towards the...er, interesting girl. Cause calling her batshit crazy was mean and Yuzuru didn't believe in bullies. Switching out the red contact lens, she fixed her glasses and gave Eliza two thumbs up. "That's the spirit Britnell-san! Though, I think we can skip off on the invading for now. It looks like we're still missing a few club members...I'll have to think of a proper punishments for being late. Until then...."

Yuzuru calmly tapped her fingers across the table to get everyone's attention. "Ah, welcome eveyone. As you know, this is our first year anniversary. Well, close to it. And since it's summer, I thought we'd have a few fun activities to freshen everyone's mind." Digging in her bag that was oh so conveniently placed right next to her for this very special occasion, the otaku pulled out several water pistols. One for eveyone each. In her other hand she held what appeared to be a pile of blindfolds.

"Since a whole year has passed by, we should have a trust exercise. You know, to see that we don't have any renegade aliens, time travelers, or espers in the group." Giving off a grin that, in her malnourished state, could only be classified as creepy, Yuzuru put her own blindfold on. "Basically, we run around like this and trust our peers not to shoot us. If you get hit even once, then you have to perform the whole opening from that one anime with the four high school girls led by a blue haired midget." She gave another thumbs up just for added emphasis. "Ok eveyone?"

Wait....what?

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"Oh...uh, heh, that's nice." Yuzuru simply gave Mao a smile that made her seem half-drunk. In reality, it was just due to lack of sleep, but did anyone really care? Still, it was always beneficial to be nice towards the...er, interesting girl. Cause calling her batshit crazy was mean and Yuzuru didn't believe in bullies. Switching out the red contact lens, she fixed her glasses and gave Eliza two thumbs up. "That's the spirit Britnell-san! Though, I think we can skip off on the invading for now. It looks like we're still missing a few club members...I'll have to think of a proper punishments for being late. Until then...."Yuzuru calmly tapped her fingers across the table to get everyone's attention. "Ah, welcome eveyone. As you know, this is our first year anniversary. Well, close to it. And since it's summer, I thought we'd have a few fun activities to freshen everyone's mind." Digging in her bag that was oh so conveniently placed right next to her for this very special occasion, the otaku pulled out several water pistols. One for eveyone each. In her other hand she held what appeared to be a pile of blindfolds."Since a whole year has passed by, we should have a trust exercise. You know, to see that we don't have any renegade aliens, time travelers, or espers in the group." Giving off a grin that, in her malnourished state, could only be classified as creepy, Yuzuru put her own blindfold on. "Basically, we run around like this and trust our peers not to shoot us. If you get hit even once, then you have to perform the whole opening from that one anime with the four high school girls led by a blue haired midget." She gave another thumbs up just for added emphasis. "Ok eveyone?"Wait....what?

if Angelo wasn't wearing his shades you would see he was confused since a trust exercise was usually just falling backwards but then again this club was never normal to being with so Angelo snuck around the others and he grabbed the blindfold and water gun from the leader and he tied the blindfold over his glasses not wanting to take off his shades as he walked back over to his corner using his hearing to tell where everyone was and where his steps were taking him and in only a few minutes he was blindfolded with his water gun in his special corner waiting for everyone else to do the same