I thought it could be interesting to try out a "Sandbox" version of Ouran High School Host Club. No plot in particular, which could possibly allow users to work together and create a plot by threading together various hints and smaller plots, like weaving a role-play tapestry.
Basically, it could be a series of 1x1 or small groups of 3 or 4 played out in the thread along side another small group, with the ability to overlap and interact with each other if characters will fit in at that moment in time, allowing everyone to work together, as well as working in "secret" to create plot twists and turns that you may not want to reveal to all the members of the role-play at that moment in time.
I will be seeking a go-gm for this, in order to allow balance.
-Samantha x
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"Oh?" Heads rose as the twin's entered the room, Jack giving a small, shy smile as the other hosts glared at the maid club's duo. The hosts turned away from them, focusing their attention on the guests.. All, except for Jack, who stood and walked over quietly. "I-Is somethin' wrong with Jacklyn? Jack whispered, eyes pooled with concern. His eyes made contact with Emily's, then Erika's, though he looked away after meeting the tougher girl's eyes.
"You,, maids... Are not allowed to be here. Shoo." Matthias spoke, pushing his glasses up his nose, the twins standing either side of him. With Phillip and Harrison behind them, arms crossed, expressions cold, in start contrast to the warm, albeit shy and worried, expression that crossed Jack's face. He cocked his head, glancing towards the hosts, then back at the maids, before Nick and Neil grabbed an arm each, dragging him back to the hosts, much to his surprise.
"Lemme go! I wanna go see Jackie! Lemme go!" Jack cried out, trying his best to break the grip, tears flowing down his face from the stress and pain the twins were inflicting on his arms. "I want to see my twin!"
"You,, maids... Are not allowed to be here. Shoo." Matthias spoke, pushing his glasses up his nose, the twins standing either side of him. With Phillip and Harrison behind them, arms crossed, expressions cold, in start contrast to the warm, albeit shy and worried, expression that crossed Jack's face. He cocked his head, glancing towards the hosts, then back at the maids, before Nick and Neil grabbed an arm each, dragging him back to the hosts, much to his surprise.
"Lemme go! I wanna go see Jackie! Lemme go!" Jack cried out, trying his best to break the grip, tears flowing down his face from the stress and pain the twins were inflicting on his arms. "I want to see my twin!"
Charlie leant in and nodded, leaning his head on her chest. "Y-Yeah.." He whispered, snuggling into her to try and seek more warmth from the woman. "No use my mermaid.." Charlie whimpered, holding the doll to his chest, scared and alone now. His eyes were wide with fear, and his breathing seemed to match that of a child in a panicy situation. His head rested on her body as he tried to seek the warmth of a mother.
Jack sighed as he gazed from the window, jumping as Matthias spoke to him. "You know we need money, don't you. Go on, get back to work. The sooner you do, the sooner you can see your twin sister." He hummed, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Go on."
"Yes, Senpai." Jack whispered, putting the hat on his head, heading over to the guests who'd requested him. Smiling, he bowed to them, lifting his hat in greeting. "Hello, my ladies. Allow me to take you to your table." He smiled and plopped his hat back on his head, leading them to the table. Glancing over, he listened to Phillip's conversation over the other side to another guest.
"No, no. I'm afraid I don't support the gays. I'm against it on an ethical and moral ground. God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve or Eve and Eva." He explained, not aware of Jack's situation at the time, probably not even caring too much. "Honestly? If a gay guest came here, I'd refuse them service."
Jack's hands shook where he sat, tears in his eyes, running down his cheek and dripping off onto his lap.
"Oh? Jack? What's wrong?" Nick spoke, kneeling beside him. "Do you miss your twin?" He whispered, honestly concerned for him. As Jack nodded, Neil squeezed his shoulder standing behind him, leading him away from the guests.
"Both clubs get out soon, you'll see her then. On another note, the tears are getting you more guests. Don't let it upset you." Nick ruffled his hair, departing with Neil.
"I think it's more then him missing Jacklyn. I think something King. Dork said touched a nerve."
"Yeah... No doubt the Dark Lord or Harrison will pick up on it. I'm thinking it's to do with sexuality.."
"Jack. Can I speak to you?" A guest took his arm, leading him to a corner, her long black hair to her waist, her thin body tall and pale. "You're suffering. I know you are. And it's more then separation anxiety." The goth whispered as she knelt to his level. "Come here." She hugged him, taking his hand and pressing something in it. "Pocket. Look later."
"Yes, Senpai." Jack whispered, putting the hat on his head, heading over to the guests who'd requested him. Smiling, he bowed to them, lifting his hat in greeting. "Hello, my ladies. Allow me to take you to your table." He smiled and plopped his hat back on his head, leading them to the table. Glancing over, he listened to Phillip's conversation over the other side to another guest.
"No, no. I'm afraid I don't support the gays. I'm against it on an ethical and moral ground. God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve or Eve and Eva." He explained, not aware of Jack's situation at the time, probably not even caring too much. "Honestly? If a gay guest came here, I'd refuse them service."
Jack's hands shook where he sat, tears in his eyes, running down his cheek and dripping off onto his lap.
"Oh? Jack? What's wrong?" Nick spoke, kneeling beside him. "Do you miss your twin?" He whispered, honestly concerned for him. As Jack nodded, Neil squeezed his shoulder standing behind him, leading him away from the guests.
"Both clubs get out soon, you'll see her then. On another note, the tears are getting you more guests. Don't let it upset you." Nick ruffled his hair, departing with Neil.
"I think it's more then him missing Jacklyn. I think something King. Dork said touched a nerve."
"Yeah... No doubt the Dark Lord or Harrison will pick up on it. I'm thinking it's to do with sexuality.."
"Jack. Can I speak to you?" A guest took his arm, leading him to a corner, her long black hair to her waist, her thin body tall and pale. "You're suffering. I know you are. And it's more then separation anxiety." The goth whispered as she knelt to his level. "Come here." She hugged him, taking his hand and pressing something in it. "Pocket. Look later."
Hello!
After receiving a lot of help and support from some amazing people, both on the site, and the IRC, (Kessa, Digger, and Sing, to name a few), I feel I should try and help, and support, other members of the site going through problems with anything from sexuality, to gender identity, to bullying. At times, I may have to point you towards another source of help, or direct you to helplines I am not affiliated with. This will be done if I feel it is needed, or if it is an issue I am not fully experienced in handling myself.
I am NOT trained in any form of support or counselling, though I DO represent the LGBT students at my college. As such, PLEASE, PLEASE, seek help from more then just myself, as my advice may not pinpoint the exact issues or may not work for you. There are hundreds of organisations, and even if I only manage to help you contact one, I feel as if I've succeeded in helping you out.
I am contactable by PM, Facebook or email, and I will be able to provide the later two if needed.
-Sam
After receiving a lot of help and support from some amazing people, both on the site, and the IRC, (Kessa, Digger, and Sing, to name a few), I feel I should try and help, and support, other members of the site going through problems with anything from sexuality, to gender identity, to bullying. At times, I may have to point you towards another source of help, or direct you to helplines I am not affiliated with. This will be done if I feel it is needed, or if it is an issue I am not fully experienced in handling myself.
I am NOT trained in any form of support or counselling, though I DO represent the LGBT students at my college. As such, PLEASE, PLEASE, seek help from more then just myself, as my advice may not pinpoint the exact issues or may not work for you. There are hundreds of organisations, and even if I only manage to help you contact one, I feel as if I've succeeded in helping you out.
I am contactable by PM, Facebook or email, and I will be able to provide the later two if needed.
-Sam
Name: Charlie Harrison
Charlie in front, Charlotte in back.
Age: 19
To many, Charlie’s way of life is considered immoral and disgusting. For every positive comment, she receives ten negative ones. The reason for this? She is trans-sexual, and as such, identifies as a woman. For years, he has battled with body image issues and suffered bouts of depression over how she is viewed and how she felt suppressed and limited to portray herself to the outside world, keeping her desires hidden below the surface, waiting for, needing the chance to be who she truly wants to be.
The chance came when she transferred to a new college in order to get a new lease on life where she could settle down happily. Starting to dress, act, and portray herself as a more feminine person around a select group of friends, she found the elusive joy and excitement that had always been absent in her life before now. However, after a while, she started to receive threats and abusive emails from an unknown source, and became much more reluctant to portray her new personality and reverted to acting more masculine again, keeping her “secret” under wraps to avoid further abuse from the other students or staff faculty. All she wants… needs is someone to accept her, no matter if it is a friend or family member.
Charlie in front, Charlotte in back.Age: 19
To many, Charlie’s way of life is considered immoral and disgusting. For every positive comment, she receives ten negative ones. The reason for this? She is trans-sexual, and as such, identifies as a woman. For years, he has battled with body image issues and suffered bouts of depression over how she is viewed and how she felt suppressed and limited to portray herself to the outside world, keeping her desires hidden below the surface, waiting for, needing the chance to be who she truly wants to be.
The chance came when she transferred to a new college in order to get a new lease on life where she could settle down happily. Starting to dress, act, and portray herself as a more feminine person around a select group of friends, she found the elusive joy and excitement that had always been absent in her life before now. However, after a while, she started to receive threats and abusive emails from an unknown source, and became much more reluctant to portray her new personality and reverted to acting more masculine again, keeping her “secret” under wraps to avoid further abuse from the other students or staff faculty. All she wants… needs is someone to accept her, no matter if it is a friend or family member.
Before you read past this point, this is not me trying to garter attention, or seek sympathy, or push my views on people (I do support LGBT rights, Women's rights, etc.). This is me being truthful, who I am, who I want to be seen as. To make things easier to explain, I hope.
Before I reach the main point, I want to thank some people. This isn't everyone, but I couldn't list you all, really.
Jamiee: <3 you sister, thank you for being there for me. <3
Pree: <3 mah sexy bestie!
Kessa: You've been an amazing friend to me, and helped me with so much. Thank you beauts <3
Sing: For being my awesome sister through this, and letting me talk with you. <3
Berzie: You're my awesome aussie friend, and though you can be a bit of a twat, I still love you! <3
Ari: You've been good to me, and always help me smile. Our games of monopoly ruled! <3
Rose: We'll support each other, beauts! <3
The bold text was an ab-lib of mine, otherwise, it's how it appears on the college site.
I am 19 and from the age of 13 – 14 years old I felt I was attracted to people of the same sex. I didn’t necessarily feel uncomfortable about this, but didn’t want people to know because I had been bullied in the past and I was realistic about what might happen. In the end I told a friend, which resulted in most of the school finding out. After that I was at the receiving end of a physical attack, and would get verbally bullied on a weekly basis. I stopped going to school and consequently didn’t get the grades that I should have done. Things did start to get better in my last year of school mainly because I met my best friend who would stand up for me. College has been so much better. I feel like I can be the person I am.
I told my mum about my sexuality when I was 14/15 years old. She was fine with it. One of her best friends was gay so it was great to have him around. My dad has never really mentioned it although was very accepting of my boyfriend at the time. It has now become such a non-issue that we don’t have to talk about it although my mum occasionally asks me if I like that “guy on TV”?
I am now coming to terms with the fact that I am transsexual, after a lot of soul-searching, sleepless nights and periods of "Who the fuck am I?", to be frank. My own body disgusted me, and it made me want to cry, to be sick, to lock myself away and frankly never see myself again, if I could avoid it. I am a woman trapped inside a man's body. I feel as if I am not the gender I was "born as". I don’t really like labels but I understand that it can help with people’s identity. If I have to use a label I would say that I have identified as a gay man, but now I view myself as female, which I guess makes me a straight woman.
-Sam
"Welcome!"
The doors to the music room swung open to unveil the six hosts in a group, all dressed in suits and black trillbys, with the exception of one of the members, a short, shy looking male, who wore the suit but not a hat, his long, light brown hair framing his face, his hat placed across his crossed lap.
"Well well, looks like we have a new guest then.." A tall male, thin and handsome, glasses perched on the end of his thin nose smiled coolly, his eyes hiding any emotion under a veil of disinterest. "Pleased to see you here.
"Hello.." The smallest member, the one who'd not been wearing a hat at the time of the guest's arrival smiled shyly, looking at the new arrival. He seemed... saddened, looking across the hall past the new guest and to the maid's group across the hallway, seemingly wanting to be there.
"You should focus on your hosting duties, little lonely kitty. You'll be with your twin soon!" Two voices spoke in unison, on either side of the small blonde teenager. The twins leant back, the near identicalness of them making it impossible to work out who was who. The only visible difference was the way they spiked their raven-coloured hair, but the duo would often swap styles to make it hard to actually decipher who was who in the end. "You know Matthias wouldn't like it, and you don't want to piss off the dark lord!"
"Ah, but it's so hard to be without your twin, you know that as well as I do, Nick!" One of the twins sad softly, looking sad.
"Too true, too true Neil!" The other smiled, grabbing him in a hug, much to the delight of the other guests. "We should make them happy! As happy as we are!"
"Happy making things worse for Jack?" Harrison spoke, face emotionless. "You shouldn't pick on him, he misses his sister when here." The tallest member spoke in his deep, smooth voice, the usually silent male trying to get his opinion across. "Leave him be."
"Too true, the Brothers Grimm are such terrors.." The final host spoke, smacking the twin's over the head with a newspaper, his sandy blonde hair waving in a wind that came from nowhere. "Come, we have princesses to entertain."
The doors to the music room swung open to unveil the six hosts in a group, all dressed in suits and black trillbys, with the exception of one of the members, a short, shy looking male, who wore the suit but not a hat, his long, light brown hair framing his face, his hat placed across his crossed lap.
"Well well, looks like we have a new guest then.." A tall male, thin and handsome, glasses perched on the end of his thin nose smiled coolly, his eyes hiding any emotion under a veil of disinterest. "Pleased to see you here.
"Hello.." The smallest member, the one who'd not been wearing a hat at the time of the guest's arrival smiled shyly, looking at the new arrival. He seemed... saddened, looking across the hall past the new guest and to the maid's group across the hallway, seemingly wanting to be there.
"You should focus on your hosting duties, little lonely kitty. You'll be with your twin soon!" Two voices spoke in unison, on either side of the small blonde teenager. The twins leant back, the near identicalness of them making it impossible to work out who was who. The only visible difference was the way they spiked their raven-coloured hair, but the duo would often swap styles to make it hard to actually decipher who was who in the end. "You know Matthias wouldn't like it, and you don't want to piss off the dark lord!"
"Ah, but it's so hard to be without your twin, you know that as well as I do, Nick!" One of the twins sad softly, looking sad.
"Too true, too true Neil!" The other smiled, grabbing him in a hug, much to the delight of the other guests. "We should make them happy! As happy as we are!"
"Happy making things worse for Jack?" Harrison spoke, face emotionless. "You shouldn't pick on him, he misses his sister when here." The tallest member spoke in his deep, smooth voice, the usually silent male trying to get his opinion across. "Leave him be."
"Too true, the Brothers Grimm are such terrors.." The final host spoke, smacking the twin's over the head with a newspaper, his sandy blonde hair waving in a wind that came from nowhere. "Come, we have princesses to entertain."
(Your Character) is a High-School dropout, addicted to drugs, alcohol and cigarettes. Cold and callous, she looks out on everyone with distain and hate. To her, nobody is worthwhile to even look at, unless she's stealing money or dealing drugs.
He is timid, shy and quiet. Prefering to be left to his own devices, he's trying his hardest to succeed at school, though can hardly manage to, having troubles with reading and writing. Trying his best, he still fails at it.
She is walking home one night when she sees a car veer off the road and hit a tree. Feeling complled for unknown reasons, she runs over, seeing (my male) trapped in the back of the wrecked, burning car. She pulls him out of the wreck, getting him clear seconds before the vehicle explodes. She sticks by the male's side as he is rushed to hospital, keeping a hand on his.
Now, it can go one of two ways.
She can be his older sister, estranged from him after she began to rebel against her parents, drinking, smoking and the like. Thrown out, the pain of being away from her little brother pushes her towards the "harder stuff", becoming quickly addicted. The plot would be based around her getting clean and working away from her addictions in order to foster and look after her now wheelchair relient brother.
OR, we can create a romance plot between two other characters, to suit your needs and wants from a romance rp.
Looking for someone to play the female. Pm me.
-Sam
He is timid, shy and quiet. Prefering to be left to his own devices, he's trying his hardest to succeed at school, though can hardly manage to, having troubles with reading and writing. Trying his best, he still fails at it.
She is walking home one night when she sees a car veer off the road and hit a tree. Feeling complled for unknown reasons, she runs over, seeing (my male) trapped in the back of the wrecked, burning car. She pulls him out of the wreck, getting him clear seconds before the vehicle explodes. She sticks by the male's side as he is rushed to hospital, keeping a hand on his.
Now, it can go one of two ways.
She can be his older sister, estranged from him after she began to rebel against her parents, drinking, smoking and the like. Thrown out, the pain of being away from her little brother pushes her towards the "harder stuff", becoming quickly addicted. The plot would be based around her getting clean and working away from her addictions in order to foster and look after her now wheelchair relient brother.
OR, we can create a romance plot between two other characters, to suit your needs and wants from a romance rp.
Looking for someone to play the female. Pm me.
-Sam
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