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Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

@SamaraJayne96 also wouldn't it be spring if it's the start of a new year? I've done it as spring in my post but you put Autumn in yours

Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

(Will update header/colours when finalised)

Spring was here, and there was the usual phenomenon occurring from what was sometimes dubbed "The Ouran Effect". The premise was simple, at the start of each year the vast majority of the student populace decided it was time to lay down the law for the next year. The social ladder, pyramid, call it what you will. There was the obvious rich of the rich operating in their own inner circles (commonly congregating around the cricket club, calligraphy club and one specific corner of the main dining hall) who were seen as some kind of untouchable entity. Ouran already had an idea of who was in charge, but the anomaly was always the new first years. The first semester was their time to trickle in, get taken under the wing of a powerful or prestigious second or third year student and spend most of their school life networking on behalf of their dynasties. Within that anomaly however, lay yet more anomalies of a deeper level.

Morning dew on trees glazed the most waxy of leaves, beading up and slithering down much like sweat. As tension broke, a bead from a particular leaf dropped into a small puddle of sweat forming on the floor of the men's sports changing rooms. Two very large, strong boys in sports kit held down this "leaf" on a bench between rows of lockers. Standing on this bench was another boy, albeit resting half his body weight on the poor petal's gut.

"I-I haven't done anything! I'm a first year like you!"

The boy's confusion was rather justified seeing as there was no opportunity so far within the realm of possibility that could have lead to this scenario just out of actions on the first day. The boy was quite rightly confused, somewhere under a thick layer of being terrified. The foot lifted from his torso, and the two larger boys holding him down let go and stood back. Warily, the boy sat up to be met very closely face-to-face with what he now assumed was some spleen-stepping psychopath. Bizarrely, he was met with a smile.

"I didn't expect the heir to one of the biggest Irish mob factions to be this much of a baby about a little rough-and-tumble."

Pink eyes inspected the boy who was quite clearly european, much like the devil speaking was also. It also now became apparent that the sweat that was dripping on him was mostly coming from his eyes, and had a lower sodium content than you'd find on an athlete or the customer of a strip club. He ferociously wiped them, visibly angry at being caught crying before lunging to take a jab at the other boy's arrogant blonde mug. The arm, and his neck, were caught simultaneously by familiar large arms. The other player grinned, being sure his hand was steady as he took rather skilled portraits of the terrified ginger boy with his phone.

"Now, like me you've come to this school with some kind of network. Support, goons, thralls, whatever you want to call it. I just wanted to pull you aside for a little chat today and make sure we're on the same page to do with all that."

His rather charming smile was catching the Irish boy off guard. For the kinds of things he was saying, he didn't really seem like the type for.... This. His eyes lurched up as the Blonde boy extended a business card, examining it. He sunk to his knees and muttered in return,

"You have our support."

"I'm really glad!"

The tummy stomping demon completely changed stance, firmly shaking the terrified boy's hand. He had an innocent smile and rather calm voice now. The fear quickly leaving his body, he began to think rationally.

"You could've just started with the card, Mr Reynolds sir, if I knew who you were I would've agreed our clan's support anyway. Your father would crush us if he knew we weren't ma-"

With a hand raised, he was stopped prematurely. The same innocent smile became a friendly one.

"I just needed you to know I was serious. I'll let you know if I ever need your help."

As quickly as it all begun all three boys had left the Irish one alone in the locker room to freshen up and recover. Now strolling down the hall towards Music Room 3, Charlton checked his watch. A familiar face rushed to him, met with an embrace. A girl he'd gone to school with before. Creating some rather red cheeks with a few soft words and a wink, she hurried off giggling to her friends. Brushing a blonde wisp from his forehead, Charlton smiled. This was the place he had always wanted. Somewhere he didn't have to worry about appearances, business, power, or anything serious. Though, appearances would certainly help. As he wandered inside he spotted the Russian fellow, taking note and instantly sizing him up. A smaller, imaginary version of himself however threw a little tantrum in his mind as he had already begun to break his promise not to do any gangster stuff in this club.

"Please tell me I'm not the only first year, the little brother slot never did suit me."

He said, with a grin and a joking expression.

Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

|Name|: Charlton Reynolds

|Nickname|: Ryu (easy for japanese pronunciation, taken from first part of his surname)

|Role|: "Responsible Parent" type/Godfather type

|Age|: 16

|Gender|: Male

|Sexual Orientation|: Straight

|Ethnicity|: Great Britain (ik there's a dual citizen brit already but being british myself it's easier not to change up my vocabulary)

|Personality|: Charlton has an infectious smile, and a soft voice. He comes across as very happy, even (if not especially) when the situation is stressful. He has an aura of calmness and a very dry sense of humour. He's very independent, and hesitant to rely on others. He radiates natural Fatherly and Motherly qualities, and makes an effort to be wholesome when possible. He often gives advice to his guests, and gives rational, fatherly answers or loving, motherly answers when needed. He's known for being very non-judgmental and accepting. For this reason, he occasionally takes male clients who need advice rather than flirtation even though he's straight. He tends to make the most sensible decisions. Sometimes, but rarely, his dynamic shifts wildly and he becomes rather like a mobster. Some of his female clients however adore this powerful persona, which he hints at and brings out a little as a host.

|Biography|: Charlton grew up in the south of England, in an extremely wealthy family specialising in finances. He has an older brother and sister, who both lead successful and wealthy lives of their own. His family originally sent him to a prestigious academy in the United States, but he hated the students there. It was his own decision to come to Ouran, a school in Japan, to get away from his family and gain a bit of independence.

He has lived by himself, thanks to an endless supply of money, since middle school. The host club is everything he could've wished for: Surrounding himself with cute girls, enjoying expensive delights and wasting time with like-minded people. He used to be a star player for England's youth squad representing his country, but was permanently ruled out of the sport due to an injury in both his legs. It doesn't show as he is usually very lively, but some who are much closer to him will know he's in and out of hospital a lot. He is very good friends with the school's Rugby club, and helps them with events and coaching when the host club lets him.

Among the girls at Ouran he is seen as a dreamy, influential king. Among a lot of the men however there is often a mixture of fear, jealousy and bitterness as Charlton underhandedly deals shadily. His family does not hold especially gigantic businesses, but they have a sweeping influence of investment and power. There is genuine, substantial evidence that links his family to Mafia/Yakuza/Organised Crime in several countries. Charlton and his sister are mostly unaware of the extent of the criminality his brother and father involve themselves with, and exist as the contingency heads of the family if the others are to be found out, arrested, or suspiciously disappear into hiding. For this reason he rarely has contact with his family besides his sister.

|Likes|:
- Being a host (aspires to be club president one day)
- Culture and Foreigners
- Short hair
- Japanese gardens
- Coffee
- Being surrounded by attractive people
- Cooking
- Absence of responsibility
- His mother
- Rugby

|Dislikes|:
- Responsibility
- Gender conformity
- Overly-feminine women
- Naturally rude people

|Height|: 6'2"

|Eyes|: Pink

|Hair|: Blonde

|Body Type|: eats well, naturally broad, no especially pronounced muscles but from height and width his physical ability is anyone's guess

Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

@SamaraJayne96 Are you happy with the changes?

Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

@SamaraJayne96 Fixed, and fleshed out his character a bit more as I had a spur of inspiration with it earlier which I hope is still okay :) Changed his name for uniqueness and altered his host type slightly.

Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Now Accepting Customers!)

|Name|: Charlton Reynolds

|Nickname|: Ryu (easy for japanese pronunciation, taken from first part of his surname)

|Role|: "Responsible Parent" type/Godfather type

|Age|: 16

|Gender|: Male

|Sexual Orientation|: Straight

|Ethnicity|: Great Britain (ik there's a dual citizen brit already but being british myself it's easier not to change up my vocabulary)

|Personality|: Charlton has an infectious smile, and a soft voice. He comes across as very happy, even (if not especially) when the situation is stressful. He has an aura of calmness and a very dry sense of humour. He's very independent, and hesitant to rely on others. He radiates natural Fatherly and Motherly qualities, and makes an effort to be wholesome when possible. He often gives advice to his guests, and gives rational, fatherly answers or loving, motherly answers when needed. He's known for being very non-judgmental and accepting. For this reason, he occasionally takes male clients who need advice rather than flirtation even though he's straight. He tends to make the most sensible decisions. Sometimes, but rarely, his dynamic shifts wildly and he becomes rather like a mobster. Some of his female clients however adore this powerful persona, which he hints at and brings out a little as a host.

|Biography|: Charlton grew up in the south of England, in an extremely wealthy family specialising in finances. He has an older brother and sister, who both lead successful and wealthy lives of their own. His family originally sent him to a prestigious academy in the United States, but he hated the students there. It was his own decision to come to Ouran, a school in Japan, to get away from his family and gain a bit of independence.

He has lived by himself, thanks to an endless supply of money, since middle school. The host club is everything he could've wished for: Surrounding himself with cute girls, enjoying expensive delights and wasting time with like-minded people. He used to be a star player for England's youth squad representing his country, but was permanently ruled out of the sport due to an injury in both his legs. It doesn't show as he is usually very lively, but some who are much closer to him will know he's in and out of hospital a lot. He is very good friends with the school's Rugby club, and helps them with events and coaching when the host club lets him.

Among the girls at Ouran he is seen as a dreamy, influential king. Among a lot of the men however there is often a mixture of fear, jealousy and bitterness as Charlton often deals shadily. His family does not hold especially gigantic businesses, but they have a sweeping influence of investment and power. There is genuine, substantial evidence that links his family to Mafia/Yakuza/Organised Crime in several countries. Charlton and his sister are mostly unaware of the extent of the criminality his brother and father involve themselves with, and exist as the contingency heads of the family if the others are to be found out, arrested, or suspiciously disappear into hiding. For this reason he rarely has contact with his family besides his sister.

|Likes|:
- Being a host (aspires to be club president one day)
- Culture and Foreigners
- Short hair
- Japanese gardens
- Coffee
- Being surrounded by attractive people
- Cooking
- Absence of responsibility
- His mother
- Rugby

|Dislikes|:
- Responsibility
- Gender conformity
- Overly-feminine women
- Naturally rude people

|Height|: 6'2"

|Eyes|: Pink

|Hair|: Blonde

|Body Type|: eats well, naturally broad, doesn't really work out

Room Number 405 (Accepting)

I'm really interested, but will it just be group-therapy simulator? That could get boring fast

The Prophecy

I'm still here with my Deity, thinking of a Mortal who i'll throw in when I get one i'm happy with :)

The Prophecy

@thewizardguy Could you put your character into a hider? It's kinda a huge post clogging the char tab atm itll be much easier to navigate later if everything's tucked away properly

(soggy sandals on linoleum-tier squelch)

Welcome :)

There's a brand new High Fantasy rp in Casual you might wanna look at

roleplayerguild.com/topics/164409-the…

other than that just generally, hi :)