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Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Open)

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Ouran Host Club. A New Start (Open)

Ouran High School Host Club!

A New Start

It wasn't too long ago that the Host Club at Ouran Academy had come to fruition. The club founder, Tamaki Suo had already graduated along with the other original Hosts. The demand for the organization to carry on its legacy was outstanding. Former customers had told younger students about the handsome boys, the fine dining experience, and the scandalously delicious situations that would happen on a day to day basis. This caused Tamaki to seek out a successor so that the Host Club could carry on its reputation even though he would no longer be apart of it. There would be a slight change in plan however. Hiding Haruhi's true identity had been such a hassle in the past. She was secretly a female portraying a male Host member. To make sure this problem did not arise again in the future, Tamaki changed the rules from MALE club members serving FEMALE clients, to simply all members serving all clients. From now on, the club would not discriminate against something as unimportant as gender.

His successor demonstrated the new situation perfectly. The new leader of the Host Club was none other than a third year who had been attending Ouran Academy all her life. She did not believe in the social constructs that society had divided amongst men and women.

A few years back..

"Zu-Zu Senpai! Hang on a second!"
Tamaki shouted as he pushed his way through a crowd of students clamoring to their next class.

The red head turned, eyes wide as she heard her name. Her lips curled up into an amused smile as she watched Tamaki trip over a textbook someone had dropped. This did not seem to phase him, he was a man on a mission. Not even taking the time to stand, he half crawled/half ran over to where Azura Lunarie had been standing.

"Um... Hello Senpai."
Azura giggled while attempting to cover her smile. She watched Tamaki take deep, heavy breaths all while holding his knees as he attempted to stand.
"Did you have a nice trip?"

As if he hadn't heard her comment, the dashing blonde completely ignored the remark and in no time was standing tall. Proud even. He straightened his tie and took a moment to make sure his hair was in order. Then, quick as you could blink, his hands were on either of her shoulders as he made eye contact.

"Zu-Zu Senpai! I'm graduating in a few months!"
Tamaki told her with a seriously grim expression.

Azura tilted her head to the side with her eyebrows raised. Throwing her arms out, she made an invisible banner with her hands to demonstrate a headline.
"Wow! Newsflash!" She chuckled, returning Tamaki's gaze.

"This is serious!:
Tamaki snapped, his expression never faltering.
"All the Host members will be graduating, or have graduated!"

This was true, due to the fact that the younger members; Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kauru, had all skipped ahead a year due to their phenomenal grades.

Azura's face twisted in confusion as she took a moment to process what he was saying.
"So what do you want me to do about it?"

Tamaki shook his head with an exasperated sigh. As if she should know immediately where he was going with this conversation. He took a moment to pose so that sparkles magically appeared all around his form. He leaned forward excitedly presenting a short list of student names. A few Azura recognized.
Names of the new future Hosts.

"I need you to carry on my legacy!" He sang.
"The Host Club will not die with me! I refuse!"

Present

It was now the beginning of a new year. A new era.
Fall had come, meaning that all the students of Ouran Academy were now heading back to their dorm rooms in Japan to begin their new semester.
That also meant that the second generation of Host Club members were about to begin their new adventure.

Rules:
-Please meet the minimum post length required for this level. (Minimum 3 paragraphs)
-Please be able to post at least once every other day. (Exempt if you have a good reason)
-No taking control of other characters.
-This is 18+ so cussing and perversion is allowed. (To an extent, to take it further please PM each other.)
-Please provide drama, romance, intrigue, etc. Lets make this fun :)

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

Section where we discuss potential plot-lines and character development.
Also, if there are any concerns or and ideas :)

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

Azura Lunarie

Nickname:Star, Zu-Zu, Zura

Role:Host Leader (Girl-Next-Door/Tomboy)
Ex. Hot/Cold, Sweet/Sassy.

Age:17

Gender:Female

Sexual Orientation:Bisexual, Poly amorous

Personality:

Azura can only be described as your average girl-next-door. She is outgoing, friendly, and lives in the moment. She is usually seen with a smile on her face and a song in her heart. On rare occasions, if someone should get on her bad side, her sweet demeanor changes into one of a sassy, eye for an eye nature. Charming, charismatic, sarcastic. It is almost as if she has multiple personality/bipolar disorder. One day she is sweet and friendly, while day after she could be considered a Tsundere (hot tempered/bad girl). She spends most of her free time with her nose stuck in a book, playing a video game, or by playing her cello. Her passion is music, theater and almost any art (pottery, sketching, knitting, etc.) In the future she hopes to go to college and dual major in both Psychology and Advanced Music Studies.

Biography:

Azura had a pretty normal childhood. Her mother works as a culinary chef in the New York's most auspicious Italian restaurant. Her father was a simple mechanic and a stay at home parent. Her only sibling was her younger brother. A two year old named Odessius. Her family lived in a Victorian style suburban home on the corner of Maple Leaf and Middlebury Blvd. The home was painted a sky blue with dark blue shutters. A weeping willow shaded the front lawn, and a playground sat in the backyard. Her home was as warm and inviting as her family. Modern-day hippies some would call them.

She was born on March 12th, a Pisces. Known for being psychic, intuitive, dreamy, and mysterious. She definitely lived up to the reputation of the confused fish.

It seemed that Azura had led a charmed life. She had a loving family, good grades, great personality and talent...
Unfortunately, every Yang has to have its Yin.

Word had spread around Ouran Academy about what had happened to the poor girl. At the end of the previous year, (Shortly after Tamaki asked her to take on the Host Club) tragedy struck, causing Azura to work from home the rest of the school year. Something like that seemed odd to the student body, but these were special circumstances.
Her best friend, lover, and next door neighbor had recently passed away. They had been inseparable since the age of five. His name was James McCoy, recently he had been going down a dark path and try as she might, Azura could not save him. Drowning in his own sorrow he took his own life.
From then on, Azura had never been the same. There was always a sorrow she kept hidden away, one that constantly worried her parents. Even though she kept smiling during the day, they would always hear her horrible sobs at night. As if her soul was screaming in agony.
The reason she keeps on living in the moment and touching others hearts is because she does not want to give anyone a reason to take the drastic measures that James had taken. Including herself.

Now that summer break has ended, she will return to Ouran. Hoping to attempt to make friends and drag herself out of her hidden depression.
Though she dreaded returning to classes in addition to managing an elective, she figured it would be an easier way to get out and meet new people.
That, and her parents basically threw her into the plane to Japan.
Besides... maybe she could find someone to help her like Kyoya had helped Tamaki. Like a Vice President of sorts.

Likes:
-Chocolate Pocky, it is her addiction.
-Thunder storms and rainy days.
-Pumpkins, apple cider, all things Fall.
-Kittens
-Music
-The Arts
-Attending various religious institutions. Of any religion.

Dislikes:
-Summer
-Seafood
-Bugs
-Clowns
-Selfishness
-Bullying

Dislikes:

-Height: 5'5"
-Eyes: Emerald Green
-Hair: Red/Brown
-Body Type: Curvaceous
-Clothing: She has her feminine days as well as her masculine. Sometimes she prefers cute dresses and thigh highs, others consisted of flannel button ups and skinny jeans. Some would say she is gender fluid.

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

Accepted Characters:

Host Members:
-SamaraJayne96 (Azura Lunarie) aka. The GND/Tomboy type [Host Club President]
-Polaris North (Dimitri Volkova) aka. The Mysterious Type [Vice President]
-medalliah (Amanda) aka. The Flirt/Cosplayer
-PrincePierce (Kichiro Hideyoshi) aka. The Nerdy Type
-Kreutzer (Charlton Reynolds) aka. The Parental Type/Godfather
-LyricalLas (Anchor Aldor) aka. The Natural Type
-Joker892 (Jack Smith) aka. The Bad Boy

Customers:
-LyricalLas (Lily Aldor) Float
-Polaris North (Natasha Volkova) Anyone/Visitor
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Character Sheet for Hosts

|Name|:

|Nickname|:

|Role|: (What type of host you are)

|Age|: (14-18)

|Gender|:

|Sexual Orientation|:

|Personality|: (Minimum one paragraph)

|Biography|: (Minimum three paragraphs)

|Likes|: (At least three)

|Dislikes|: (At least three)

|Appearance|: (Anime photo required)

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Customer Character Sheets

|Name|:

|Age|:

|Gender|:

|Host Member Requested|:

|Personality|:

|Appearance|: (Anime photo required)

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

Ouran High School Host Club!

A New Start

It wasn't too long ago that the Host Club at Ouran Academy had come to fruition. The club founder, Tamaki Suo had already graduated along with the other original Hosts. The demand for the organization to carry on its legacy was outstanding. Former customers had told younger students about the handsome boys, the fine dining experience, and the scandalously delicious situations that would happen on a day to day basis. This caused Tamaki to seek out a successor so that the Host Club could carry on its reputation even though he would no longer be apart of it. There would be a slight change in plan however. Hiding Haruhi's true identity had been such a hassle in the past. She was secretly a female portraying a male Host member. To make sure this problem did not arise again in the future, Tamaki changed the rules from MALE club members serving FEMALE clients, to simply all members serving all clients. From now on, the club would not discriminate against something as unimportant as gender.

His successor demonstrated the new situation perfectly. The new leader of the Host Club was none other than a third year who had been attending Ouran Academy all her life. She did not believe in the social constructs that society had divided amongst men and women.

A few years back..

"Zu-Zu Senpai! Hang on a second!"
Tamaki shouted as he pushed his way through a crowd of students clamoring to their next class.

The red head turned, eyes wide as she heard her name. Her lips curled up into an amused smile as she watched Tamaki trip over a textbook someone had dropped. This did not seem to phase him, he was a man on a mission. Not even taking the time to stand, he half crawled/half ran over to where Azura Lunarie had been standing.

"Um... Hello Senpai."
Azura giggled while attempting to cover her smile. She watched Tamaki take deep, heavy breaths all while holding his knees as he attempted to stand.
"Did you have a nice trip?"

As if he hadn't heard her comment, the dashing blonde completely ignored the remark and in no time was standing tall. Proud even. He straightened his tie and took a moment to make sure his hair was in order. Then, quick as you could blink, his hands were on either of her shoulders as he made eye contact.

"Zu-Zu Senpai! I'm graduating in a few months!"
Tamaki told her with a seriously grim expression.

Azura tilted her head to the side with her eyebrows raised. Throwing her arms out, she made an invisible banner with her hands to demonstrate a headline.
"Wow! Newsflash!" She chuckled, returning Tamaki's gaze.

"This is serious!:
Tamaki snapped, his expression never faltering.
"All the Host members will be graduating, or have graduated!"

This was true, due to the fact that the younger members; Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kauru, had all skipped ahead a year due to their phenomenal grades.

Azura's face twisted in confusion as she took a moment to process what he was saying.
"So what do you want me to do about it?"

Tamaki shook his head with an exasperated sigh. As if she should know immediately where he was going with this conversation. He took a moment to pose so that sparkles magically appeared all around his form. He leaned forward excitedly presenting a short list of student names. A few Azura recognized.
Names of the new future Hosts.

"I need you to carry on my legacy!" He sang.
"The Host Club will not die with me! I refuse!"

Present

It was now the beginning of a new year. A new era.
Fall had come, meaning that all the students of Ouran Academy were now heading back to their dorm rooms in Japan to begin their new semester.
That also meant that the second generation of Host Club members were about to begin their new adventure.

Rules:
-Please meet the minimum post length required for this level. (Minimum 3 paragraphs)
-Please be able to post at least once every other day. (Exempt if you have a good reason)
-No taking control of other characters.
-This is 18+ so cussing and perversion is allowed. (To an extent, to take it further please PM each other.)
-Please provide drama, romance, intrigue, etc. Lets make this fun :)

Shine City Zero: Humble Beginnings

Azura Lunarie

Cornerstone Bar

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Azura stood in a puddle, dripping wet, uncomfortable, and embarassed. It seemed that today was not her day. She met the bartenders gaze and noticed a slight blush appearing out of nowhere. She hadn't known Rowen long, but Zu-Zu's legendary intuition told her that it wasn't something the bartender ususally did. The next moments felt like time had fast forward. Rowen had impressively climbed on top of the bar counter top and maneuvered around the nearby patrons. In a flash, the woman had made her way over to her and draped the black apron over her shoulders, effectively covering her chest. Azura smiled slightly, a little bigger than usual. Rowen's kind and chivalrous nature had made quite the impact on the brunette.

"Nasty sitch, huh? No worries, we've got towels and spare hoodies an' everything in back, we'll getcha taken care of." Rowen murmured in Zura's ear and she led her to the back of the bar.

They entered a room filled with boxes, most likely used for storage, along with it were two chairs and a simple desk.
"I know I left somethin' in here somewhere..." She muttered to herself as she tossed a beach towel behind her. Azura caught it in her hands and grimaced. The fabric had been dyed with a striped design, both colors being different shades of pink.
She sighed but could not complain. No matter how much she disliked the color, it was the most sufficient option she had at the moment in order to dry off. Without any more hesitation she released her dripping wet hair from the band that held her ponytail and bent over. Long black locks cascaded down, nearly touching the floor. She then proceeded to dry her hair before standing back up, meanwhile unbuttoning her shirt. After all, they both were girls right?

"Where the hell did he...Aha!" The musician exclaimed proudly removing a large sweatshirt from a closet that had been hidden by several cardboard boxes. She tossed the garment over to her as well.

"Hey thanks." Azura half-smiled along with a slight nod. Not knowing what compelled her, she lifted the hoodie to her face and inhaled deeply. The smell was intoxicating but she couldn't quite place what had caused it. Definitely cigarette smoke. She proceeded to remove her white button-up, letting it fall with a soft "swick" to the floor.

"Always keep spare clothing everywhere, my Gran told me. Always comes in handy! Here, you can wear this for now, but I'll want it back eventually. I gotta get back to the bar, come out when you're done changing and I will let you know what the boss said for today."

As Rowen made her exit, Azura smiled and nodded once more. It was her own silent way of giving thanks. She wasn't too social with people she hadn't known long. Probably due to the fact that she had tried most of her life to remain invisible. Especially around her father. Pulling the sweatshirt over her head, Azura couldn't help but moan as she felt how soft the fabric was. The sleeves were just as long as the shirt itself, to the point where they hung limp over her hands. She pushed the fabric up to her elbows and pulled at the base so the hem was just above her knees. Once situated, she stepped out of her jeans. A challenge since they had clung like glue to her legs. A new fashion statement, the hoodie was now a dress. A mirror hung near the desk letting Zura see her reflection. Her hair that was once slightly wavy, now resembled a woman in the 80s who was really into hair metal. As she walked back towards the bar she attempted to smooth down her voluminous curls, cursing her Greek heritage along the way.

When Azura emerged, Rowen had been busy helping the other patrons from earlier. Not wanting to be a bother, the brunette simply made herself comfortable by hopping on the bar stool that she had used to fill out her application. She waited patiently, sipping the glass of water Rowen had placed earlier.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Hmm? My post will be out soonish.

@TheWindel

OMG AKUNA NO RIDDLE!!!!
I love you. xD

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Ouran Host Club Second Generation (Closed and Deleted)

Last call :(
In about six hours I will be rebooting this Host Club.