@pyroman
I just edited my post so I could include a respone to you as well :)
I just edited my post so I could include a respone to you as well :)
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She watched brown eyes stand up and bow in her direction. It caught her off guard due to the fact that she had momentarily forgotten about the Japanese custom. With her being in the United States for so long, she had become used to the familiar handshake upon most greetings. Her hand fell awkwardly to her side as she politely bowed in return.
"It is a pleasure to meet you!" Azura almost sang once he had introduced himself.
"Sasaki Yuuki... That's an interesting name. Should I call you Sasaki-sama?"
Making sure to be cautious, Zu-zu used the formal greeting in association with Japanese custom. She did not want to offend the new Vice President. She needed him. There was no way that the Host Club would survive under her leadership alone. With the way he spoke of the days itinerary, it was obvious who was more capable to lead club activities. He was smart, organized, and quite possibly as good in business as Kyoya.
"Why in the world would Tamaki put his faith in me? I am surely not qualified for this line of work... Then again, neither was he."
It took her a moment to notice that Sasaki had been waiting for a reply. Thinking that she must have seemed like a ditzy airhead, Azura's blush intensified.
"That sounds like a perfect strategy for today's events. We may also want to think about ways to advertise our club around campus. Let everyone know that the Host Club is back in business."
She spoke eloquently before taking another bite of her Pocky. This time however, she let the stick hang from her lips in a casual manner. Leaning forward, she began searching through her bag before finally presenting a list of the Host members names and information.
"Perhaps we could use this as a roster? To be perfectly honest, I have no clue what I am doing. I don't even know why Tamaki-senpai chose me to be the clubs new leader... I mean, you seem more capable of being president than I ever will be."
She tilted her head to the side and grinned, letting a nervous laugh escape her lips before she finally walked over and sat on the opposite side of the coffee table.
As she sat down, another male entered the double doorway and approached them. He bowed with one arm outstretched before greeting her.
"It's nice to meet you too!" Azura grinned now more excited then nervous.
"My name is Azura. But you can call me whatever, I don't mind. It usually varies between Zura, Zu-Zu, or Star."
In the middle of her rambling, a realization had dawned on her.
"Wait, you were in the Host Club last year???" She asked excitedly.
"That's perfect! Maybe you could help us plan Club events for this semester since you have already had previous experience."
She patted the empty cushion next to her on the couch and gave a friendly smile. The new arrival definitely seemed to come from a wealthy background. Normal for most Ouran Academy students.
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Karma
In the student parking lot Karma had just arrived as the final bell for academic classes rang. He had decided to skip classes for the day since the first day of school was always such a bore for him. Cutting the engine to his vintage and newly refurbished 1950's Hammarhead motorcycle, (which had cost him a small fortune) Karma gracefully swung his leg over the seat and stepped away from the bike. He ran his fingers through his tousled silver hair and looked up at the bell tower that overshadowed the entire campus.
"Another year... my last year." He thought glumly as he plucked a cigarette from the pack he carried in his front pocket.
Even though he hated the classes he attended, it was still a much better environment then being at home in Russia. Not to mention, he would miss the friends he had come to know and love at Ouran. Still, Karma understood the duty he had to the citizens of St. Petersburg. He had to save them from his fathers tyrannous rule.
Lighting the fragile cigarette quickly, he inhaled the smoke and instantly felt calmer. Exhaling, he walked towards one of the high school buildings, finishing the cancer stick as he arrived at the buildings entrance.
"Hey!" One of the security guards growled in his direction.
"No smoking on campus!"
Karma rolled his eyes and extinguished the cigarette against the doorway. He then entered the building but not before giving the officer the finger.
Normally, when Karma skipped school he would have skipped the entire day. However, he had a promise to keep. A promise he made to his best friend Azura.
Earlier that day
"You skipped school today?!" Azura's voice shouted, sounding annoyed.
Karma held the cell phone away from his ear and grimaced. Looking over at his alarm clock, he noticed that it was about lunch time. He had slept in due to a hangover he had from drinking the night before... or was it this morning? Reguardless, he was not in class.
"It's the first day Star... Give me a break." He growled placing a pillow over his face.
"But you promised me you would be there! You know how nervous I am! I need you Karma. Come on, get your lazy ass out of bed already. You better be here by the time the first meeting starts or I swear you will regret it."
Present
As Karma walked down the hall, he couldn't help but notice the stares he was getting. With the new year beginning, freshman students were starting their new life as high school students. Meaning, they had never seen Karma before. Some of the new girls gawked at him, taking in his handsome yet forbidden features.
Today he wore a black button up shirt, the sleeves were rolled casually to his elbows while the top two buttons were undone exposing the usual necklaces he wore. They consisted of a few silver chains with meaningful pendants hanging off them.
Many bracelets adorned his wrists and his white skinny jeans had more than a few rips in them. Definitely against the school dress code. The outfit was paired with combat boots which seemed to make him look edgier.
One of the cuter freshman blushed when he made eye contact and smirked at her. He made his way over to her figuring he would have enough time before the club meeting started. He placed his hand against the wall over her head and leaned towards her intimately. She was trapped between him and the locker behind her but he was sure to give her an exit by letting his left hand hand on his back pocket.
Not that she needed an exit. They never did.
"Hello angel." He purred enjoying the effect he had on the girl.
"How was your first day of high school?"
"It is a pleasure to meet you!" Azura almost sang once he had introduced himself.
"Sasaki Yuuki... That's an interesting name. Should I call you Sasaki-sama?"
Making sure to be cautious, Zu-zu used the formal greeting in association with Japanese custom. She did not want to offend the new Vice President. She needed him. There was no way that the Host Club would survive under her leadership alone. With the way he spoke of the days itinerary, it was obvious who was more capable to lead club activities. He was smart, organized, and quite possibly as good in business as Kyoya.
"Why in the world would Tamaki put his faith in me? I am surely not qualified for this line of work... Then again, neither was he."
It took her a moment to notice that Sasaki had been waiting for a reply. Thinking that she must have seemed like a ditzy airhead, Azura's blush intensified.
"That sounds like a perfect strategy for today's events. We may also want to think about ways to advertise our club around campus. Let everyone know that the Host Club is back in business."
She spoke eloquently before taking another bite of her Pocky. This time however, she let the stick hang from her lips in a casual manner. Leaning forward, she began searching through her bag before finally presenting a list of the Host members names and information.
"Perhaps we could use this as a roster? To be perfectly honest, I have no clue what I am doing. I don't even know why Tamaki-senpai chose me to be the clubs new leader... I mean, you seem more capable of being president than I ever will be."
She tilted her head to the side and grinned, letting a nervous laugh escape her lips before she finally walked over and sat on the opposite side of the coffee table.
As she sat down, another male entered the double doorway and approached them. He bowed with one arm outstretched before greeting her.
"It's nice to meet you too!" Azura grinned now more excited then nervous.
"My name is Azura. But you can call me whatever, I don't mind. It usually varies between Zura, Zu-Zu, or Star."
In the middle of her rambling, a realization had dawned on her.
"Wait, you were in the Host Club last year???" She asked excitedly.
"That's perfect! Maybe you could help us plan Club events for this semester since you have already had previous experience."
She patted the empty cushion next to her on the couch and gave a friendly smile. The new arrival definitely seemed to come from a wealthy background. Normal for most Ouran Academy students.
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Karma
In the student parking lot Karma had just arrived as the final bell for academic classes rang. He had decided to skip classes for the day since the first day of school was always such a bore for him. Cutting the engine to his vintage and newly refurbished 1950's Hammarhead motorcycle, (which had cost him a small fortune) Karma gracefully swung his leg over the seat and stepped away from the bike. He ran his fingers through his tousled silver hair and looked up at the bell tower that overshadowed the entire campus.
"Another year... my last year." He thought glumly as he plucked a cigarette from the pack he carried in his front pocket.
Even though he hated the classes he attended, it was still a much better environment then being at home in Russia. Not to mention, he would miss the friends he had come to know and love at Ouran. Still, Karma understood the duty he had to the citizens of St. Petersburg. He had to save them from his fathers tyrannous rule.
Lighting the fragile cigarette quickly, he inhaled the smoke and instantly felt calmer. Exhaling, he walked towards one of the high school buildings, finishing the cancer stick as he arrived at the buildings entrance.
"Hey!" One of the security guards growled in his direction.
"No smoking on campus!"
Karma rolled his eyes and extinguished the cigarette against the doorway. He then entered the building but not before giving the officer the finger.
Normally, when Karma skipped school he would have skipped the entire day. However, he had a promise to keep. A promise he made to his best friend Azura.
Earlier that day
"You skipped school today?!" Azura's voice shouted, sounding annoyed.
Karma held the cell phone away from his ear and grimaced. Looking over at his alarm clock, he noticed that it was about lunch time. He had slept in due to a hangover he had from drinking the night before... or was it this morning? Reguardless, he was not in class.
"It's the first day Star... Give me a break." He growled placing a pillow over his face.
"But you promised me you would be there! You know how nervous I am! I need you Karma. Come on, get your lazy ass out of bed already. You better be here by the time the first meeting starts or I swear you will regret it."
Present
As Karma walked down the hall, he couldn't help but notice the stares he was getting. With the new year beginning, freshman students were starting their new life as high school students. Meaning, they had never seen Karma before. Some of the new girls gawked at him, taking in his handsome yet forbidden features.
Today he wore a black button up shirt, the sleeves were rolled casually to his elbows while the top two buttons were undone exposing the usual necklaces he wore. They consisted of a few silver chains with meaningful pendants hanging off them.
Many bracelets adorned his wrists and his white skinny jeans had more than a few rips in them. Definitely against the school dress code. The outfit was paired with combat boots which seemed to make him look edgier.
One of the cuter freshman blushed when he made eye contact and smirked at her. He made his way over to her figuring he would have enough time before the club meeting started. He placed his hand against the wall over her head and leaned towards her intimately. She was trapped between him and the locker behind her but he was sure to give her an exit by letting his left hand hand on his back pocket.
Not that she needed an exit. They never did.
"Hello angel." He purred enjoying the effect he had on the girl.
"How was your first day of high school?"
@Hanabira
Accepted! :)
Btw Hot-headed characters are my personal favorite :D
Please post your CS in the characters tab.
Accepted! :)
Btw Hot-headed characters are my personal favorite :D
Please post your CS in the characters tab.
@TheSeriousJoke
Posted :)
Posted :)
Azura
**RIIIIIINNNGGGG RIIINGGGGGG**
Azura leapt in her seat, surprised as the loud bell sounded about the academy. Academic classes for the first day of the school year have officially ended, it was now time for the students to attend extra curricular club meetings.
While everyone in class 3-A rushed to their next period, Azura took her time gathering her school supplies and placing them in her messenger bag. Unusual for her, since last year she would half-hazardly throw her textbooks and pencils into the satchel and be the first one out of class.
No, today she was nervous. Today she had to attend and officiate her first meeting as Ouran Academy's Host Club president. Normally this would not be a challenge for her due to her outstanding social skills. But as she stood up, butterflies fluttered inside her stomach causing her to squeeze her eyes shut and take deep breaths.
"I can do this." She said to the empty room.
"I already lasted the entire school day so far... Besides, Tamaki-Senpai put his trust in me."
Nodding her head with new found determination, Azura slung her tan suade bag over her shoulder and strolled into the hallway with her head held high. Passing a few doors she made a right and entered the third floor girls locker room.
She found her assigned locker, number 103, and spun the lock to enter her combination. Once the metallic door glided open, she quickly tore off her uniform and replaced it with her casual attire. Making sure to keep up the brisk pace so she was not late for the club meeting.
By the time she had finished getting dressed she had five minutes to spare. With one glance in the mirror she assessed that her appearance was satisfactory. Her long red hair was held in two low braids. Each hung past her shoulders, ending just below her chest. They were tied with silk dark green ribbon and her bangs framed her face. Her emerald green eyes seemed more pronounced with her choice of natural brown eye liner. Her lips shone with the carmex chapstique she put on after lunch. She wore a simple long sleeved, black v-neck paired with light grey skinny jeans and converse high tops.
Usually for such a special occasion she would dress up more. Wear a suit or maybe even a skirt. But with her state of mind, and her emotions running so rampant, she decided comfortable attire was the best way.
"You didn't hear about her?"
Azura froze, her ears perking up as she overheard the whispered conversation coming from a few feet away from her. Two students, both in her grade, were looking in her direction and speaking behind their hands. This muffled the sound and she could only just hear the last bit of their conversation.
"Yeah, suicide... It was quite tragic."
Azura's eyes widened. Her heart rate increased and tears threatened to shed. She gritted her teeth and fought back the wail that was building in her throat.
"No!" she thought, angry at her raw emotions.
"Not here. You've got to keep going. You're better than this.
Talking to herself is one of the crazy habits she picked up after her mental breakdown...
In attempt to distract herself as well as drown out any other possible upsetting topics, Azura placed her purple headphones atop her head and turned her iPod as loud as it could go. She then swung her bag once more over her shoulder and exited the locker room before walking to Music Room 3.
Once arriving, she observed the beautiful, ornate double doors before her. They were pale pink in color and we're obviously made out of an expensive wood. The handles were real gold as well no doubt. In attempt to overcome her last bit of nerves, Azura reached into her bag presenting her one and only vice... Chocolate pocky. She took the sweet between her teeth and chewed, letting the flavorful taste calm her. Closing her eyes, she took a final deep breath and turned the handle.
"Kiss! Kiss! Fall in love!" She sang along with her iPod as she entered the room.
Upon opening her eyes she froze. With her being so early the red head figured she would be the only one in the room. Apparently she was wrong because sitting near the coffee table was a boy seeming younger in age. His long black hair was held back in a single low ponytail. While his warm, brown eyes scanned her, calculating... Accessing. He seemed intelligent. That was the first impression Azura could muster of the stranger.
"Um... Sorry about that." Zu-Zu laughed awkwardly while scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.
"I usually only sing in the shower. Not in front of live audiences."
Attempting to regain her composure she walked towards brown eyes with her hand held out.
"Hello! My name is Azura Lunarie. I'm the new Host Club president."
She grinned, dazzling him with her white smile and hidden dimples. Her depressing thoughts now forgotten temporarily due to the distraction before her, Azura's charm shone like the star she was in social situations.
**RIIIIIINNNGGGG RIIINGGGGGG**
Azura leapt in her seat, surprised as the loud bell sounded about the academy. Academic classes for the first day of the school year have officially ended, it was now time for the students to attend extra curricular club meetings.
While everyone in class 3-A rushed to their next period, Azura took her time gathering her school supplies and placing them in her messenger bag. Unusual for her, since last year she would half-hazardly throw her textbooks and pencils into the satchel and be the first one out of class.
No, today she was nervous. Today she had to attend and officiate her first meeting as Ouran Academy's Host Club president. Normally this would not be a challenge for her due to her outstanding social skills. But as she stood up, butterflies fluttered inside her stomach causing her to squeeze her eyes shut and take deep breaths.
"I can do this." She said to the empty room.
"I already lasted the entire school day so far... Besides, Tamaki-Senpai put his trust in me."
Nodding her head with new found determination, Azura slung her tan suade bag over her shoulder and strolled into the hallway with her head held high. Passing a few doors she made a right and entered the third floor girls locker room.
She found her assigned locker, number 103, and spun the lock to enter her combination. Once the metallic door glided open, she quickly tore off her uniform and replaced it with her casual attire. Making sure to keep up the brisk pace so she was not late for the club meeting.
By the time she had finished getting dressed she had five minutes to spare. With one glance in the mirror she assessed that her appearance was satisfactory. Her long red hair was held in two low braids. Each hung past her shoulders, ending just below her chest. They were tied with silk dark green ribbon and her bangs framed her face. Her emerald green eyes seemed more pronounced with her choice of natural brown eye liner. Her lips shone with the carmex chapstique she put on after lunch. She wore a simple long sleeved, black v-neck paired with light grey skinny jeans and converse high tops.
Usually for such a special occasion she would dress up more. Wear a suit or maybe even a skirt. But with her state of mind, and her emotions running so rampant, she decided comfortable attire was the best way.
"You didn't hear about her?"
Azura froze, her ears perking up as she overheard the whispered conversation coming from a few feet away from her. Two students, both in her grade, were looking in her direction and speaking behind their hands. This muffled the sound and she could only just hear the last bit of their conversation.
"Yeah, suicide... It was quite tragic."
Azura's eyes widened. Her heart rate increased and tears threatened to shed. She gritted her teeth and fought back the wail that was building in her throat.
"No!" she thought, angry at her raw emotions.
"Not here. You've got to keep going. You're better than this.
Talking to herself is one of the crazy habits she picked up after her mental breakdown...
In attempt to distract herself as well as drown out any other possible upsetting topics, Azura placed her purple headphones atop her head and turned her iPod as loud as it could go. She then swung her bag once more over her shoulder and exited the locker room before walking to Music Room 3.
Once arriving, she observed the beautiful, ornate double doors before her. They were pale pink in color and we're obviously made out of an expensive wood. The handles were real gold as well no doubt. In attempt to overcome her last bit of nerves, Azura reached into her bag presenting her one and only vice... Chocolate pocky. She took the sweet between her teeth and chewed, letting the flavorful taste calm her. Closing her eyes, she took a final deep breath and turned the handle.
"Kiss! Kiss! Fall in love!" She sang along with her iPod as she entered the room.
Upon opening her eyes she froze. With her being so early the red head figured she would be the only one in the room. Apparently she was wrong because sitting near the coffee table was a boy seeming younger in age. His long black hair was held back in a single low ponytail. While his warm, brown eyes scanned her, calculating... Accessing. He seemed intelligent. That was the first impression Azura could muster of the stranger.
"Um... Sorry about that." Zu-Zu laughed awkwardly while scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.
"I usually only sing in the shower. Not in front of live audiences."
Attempting to regain her composure she walked towards brown eyes with her hand held out.
"Hello! My name is Azura Lunarie. I'm the new Host Club president."
She grinned, dazzling him with her white smile and hidden dimples. Her depressing thoughts now forgotten temporarily due to the distraction before her, Azura's charm shone like the star she was in social situations.
@TheSeriousJoke
For my first post, I thought if would be a good idea for Azura to show up to the club room early. I also had this idea that your character would surprise her by being the first one there.
That way, the president and vice president could introduce themselves and your character could possibly go over the days itenerary with her.
Also, I thought it would be a good idea to make the first day just a meet and greet for Hosts... Meaning no customers for the day.
To everyone:
I figured I could post Karma's thread later... With him being the bad boy. I figured that it would be in his personality to be late for the meeting lol
For my first post, I thought if would be a good idea for Azura to show up to the club room early. I also had this idea that your character would surprise her by being the first one there.
That way, the president and vice president could introduce themselves and your character could possibly go over the days itenerary with her.
Also, I thought it would be a good idea to make the first day just a meet and greet for Hosts... Meaning no customers for the day.
To everyone:
I figured I could post Karma's thread later... With him being the bad boy. I figured that it would be in his personality to be late for the meeting lol
@Akayaofthemoon
That's true...
I'll give them 24 hours before I start the thread :) gives me enough time to write it lol
That's true...
I'll give them 24 hours before I start the thread :) gives me enough time to write it lol
I'm thinking about starting the thread soon :)
Is everyone ready? Did I forget anything?
Please like or comment and let me know that you're still here :D
Is everyone ready? Did I forget anything?
Please like or comment and let me know that you're still here :D
|Name|: Karma Kirova
|Nickname|: "Sir"
|Role|: Bad boy/Mischievous type
|Age|: 18
|Gender|: Male
|Sexual Orientation|: Straight
|Personality|: Karma is by definition, a bad boy. Constantly getting into fights, detention, etc. Trouble is his middle name. However, charasmatic, charming and straightforward, it is because of his sarcastic and mischievous nature that he constantly gets caught. Most of the time it has to do with his violent temper mixed with his legendary pranks. Very rarely does he show his soft side. In order to experience it, you would have to be what he considers "worthy".
|Biography|: Karma lived in St. Petersburg Russia as the heir to the Kirova syndicate. The Kirova syndicate was a Russian mafia that silently led the revolt against the Russian leaders. Most of the time the gang looked out for only themselves and to anyone who had pledged their loyalty. His father of coarse was head of the organization and quite possibly is one of the cruelest men alive. In addition to his violent nature, serious alcohol addiction, and superiority complex, the man was constantly pressuring Karma to rule with an iron fist.
Karma however had other ideas. Not to say that his father's influence didn't rub off on him. (Because let's face it, Karma is no angel.) Instead of ruling just for the sake of selfishness and chaos, Karma wanted to use the power he would eventually inherit for a more positive use. For the mafia to act as a sort of Robin Hood for St. Petersburg. Most of its citizens couldn't afford food to eat or a roof over their heads. The rich leaders took mostly everything including the best crops and most of the currency the nation had earned.
Karma convinced his father to let him enroll in Ouran Academy at a young age. It had been one of the most prestigious institutions in the world so the school was a natural choice. He told his father he planned on going to create connections with some of the most powerful leaders in the world. In actuality, Karma attended school because he wanted a some what normal lifestyle as well as learning proper skills of leadership. It was just a bonus to get away from his father and his archaic ideals.
At school Karma would constantly flirt with female students, prank his classmates, and start fights without fear of punishment. While the school merely gave him detention, it was a lot better than the whipping his father would have given him.
The only reason Karma joined the Host Club was because he needed the extra credits in order to graduate. That, and his best friend Azura had recently gone through a huge tragedy and was asked by the girls parents to keep an eye on her. When Zu-Zu approached him and asked him to join her, he courteously agreed. It was also easy for him to join because he loved giving women a lot of attention. What better way to constantly flirt with girls than to be a Host?
|Likes|:
-Playing guitar
-Writing poetry
-Karate/meditation
-Action movies
-Flirting
|Dislikes|:
-Bullies (ironically)
-Terrorism
-The color pink
-Rich, arrogant men
-Snitches
|Appearance|:
|Nickname|: "Sir"
|Role|: Bad boy/Mischievous type
|Age|: 18
|Gender|: Male
|Sexual Orientation|: Straight
|Personality|: Karma is by definition, a bad boy. Constantly getting into fights, detention, etc. Trouble is his middle name. However, charasmatic, charming and straightforward, it is because of his sarcastic and mischievous nature that he constantly gets caught. Most of the time it has to do with his violent temper mixed with his legendary pranks. Very rarely does he show his soft side. In order to experience it, you would have to be what he considers "worthy".
|Biography|: Karma lived in St. Petersburg Russia as the heir to the Kirova syndicate. The Kirova syndicate was a Russian mafia that silently led the revolt against the Russian leaders. Most of the time the gang looked out for only themselves and to anyone who had pledged their loyalty. His father of coarse was head of the organization and quite possibly is one of the cruelest men alive. In addition to his violent nature, serious alcohol addiction, and superiority complex, the man was constantly pressuring Karma to rule with an iron fist.
Karma however had other ideas. Not to say that his father's influence didn't rub off on him. (Because let's face it, Karma is no angel.) Instead of ruling just for the sake of selfishness and chaos, Karma wanted to use the power he would eventually inherit for a more positive use. For the mafia to act as a sort of Robin Hood for St. Petersburg. Most of its citizens couldn't afford food to eat or a roof over their heads. The rich leaders took mostly everything including the best crops and most of the currency the nation had earned.
Karma convinced his father to let him enroll in Ouran Academy at a young age. It had been one of the most prestigious institutions in the world so the school was a natural choice. He told his father he planned on going to create connections with some of the most powerful leaders in the world. In actuality, Karma attended school because he wanted a some what normal lifestyle as well as learning proper skills of leadership. It was just a bonus to get away from his father and his archaic ideals.
At school Karma would constantly flirt with female students, prank his classmates, and start fights without fear of punishment. While the school merely gave him detention, it was a lot better than the whipping his father would have given him.
The only reason Karma joined the Host Club was because he needed the extra credits in order to graduate. That, and his best friend Azura had recently gone through a huge tragedy and was asked by the girls parents to keep an eye on her. When Zu-Zu approached him and asked him to join her, he courteously agreed. It was also easy for him to join because he loved giving women a lot of attention. What better way to constantly flirt with girls than to be a Host?
|Likes|:
-Playing guitar
-Writing poetry
-Karate/meditation
-Action movies
-Flirting
|Dislikes|:
-Bullies (ironically)
-Terrorism
-The color pink
-Rich, arrogant men
-Snitches
|Appearance|:
Would everyone be alright with me adding Karma as a host?
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