HOTS CLUB I MEAN HOST CLUB

[stay_classy_cat]

Who: "Seth" and Voile and YOU
What: HOST CLUB
Where: AE13, on the bottom floor of the student dorms.
When: future-dated a bit to Thursday, 5/16
Warnings: Sexy Nurses and Contests
Warnings redux: dude tag yourself in

Ring ring...

Hello, it's me again~

How's business, pussycat?

Going very well, thank you for asking. That snafu with the production plant under the church put a bit of a bottleneck on the market, but it's not like that's a bad thing. I've already made plenty from it, so no fur off my back. All the chaos in the city is very entertaining.

Ha ha ha, all the better since everyone's pointing fingers at the school now anyway.

I hope you're just as happy on your end.

It is, isn't it.

Yes, how are they going?

That's still a problem? Ugh. What haven't you tried yet?

What if... what about that thing I found under the school?

Yes, that substance it was leaking. I've never seen anything like it before, let alone from a trophy. You still have the samples, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh good.

That sounds promising already~

Tell you what, since you've been working so hard on this, why not give me the prototypes and let me test them out? I have a few targets in mind.

It's Thursday; Graduation/Prom is still a few weeks off but finals are swiftly approaching the students of Smash Academy. Seth has been a busy bee, if not with unscrupulous activities preparing for said finals, then he has been dutifully making Host Club beautiful. More accurately, him and Voile have worked especially hard on this one to help raise money for those suffering from the drug riots and related violence.

Much like any other Host Club session, AE13 has been transformed into something bright, cheery, and very spring-like. Spring has definitely sprung all over the tables and flowery decor here. Food seems to especially be in surplus this session, with tables lining the borders of the room in a sort of buffet style. It's not just cookies, pastries, fruits, or snacks, but there is an entire table dedicated to those with a sweet tooth. (Most are actually not drugged but if you want to have shenanigans, then by all means go for it.) There are still some items exclusive to a menu that necessitate the need for a host/server. Alternatively, you could tell your host to go get stuff at the buffet for you, that is just as practical.

There's surely something here for everyone... and if not, he'll make it happen. As in, he'll make the servers make it happen.


To get this Host Club kicked off, Seth stands, in all his grandiose attire, and clinks a glass with his fork. "If I could have everyone's attention for a moment, please?" Once he has it, he clears his throat.

"First of all, I'd like to welcome you all to this Host Club. Voile and I worked especially hard on it, so thank you for coming. You should know you're not only supporting our efforts but all generous donations and proceedings will go directly to victims afflicted by these recent strings of cruel violence."

"Did you know it was National Nurse's Week last week? I thought it would only be appropriate then to have this Host Club's theme be that of healing--Healing and appreciation for those who work hard to help others, who don't get enough appreciation for their efforts."

"Like poor Rhys! I swear he'd work himself ragged if he gave himself the chance. He needs our love and support, and, if I may direct your attention to our beautiful, charming hostess Voile," Seth waves his hand in the air and points at her, where a well-choreographed spotlight follows up onto the mini-stage erected in the room. "--really, everyone look, she is absolutely stunning in that dress, give her a big round of applause--She will tell you exactly how you can offer a healing hand."

HOST CLUB:
▷ If you want your character to BE SERVED, just sit them down at any table and start making orders.
▷ If you want your character to SERVE, as in you want to put your character in an embarrassing outfit and serve the people sitting at the tables, go right ahead. There are no OOC sign-ups. This session's Host Club's outfit theme is SEXY NURSE. Take your pick of outfit from conservative and modern to increasingly provocative. If you're a server and can't think of any willing/legit reasons why on earth they would be here in a sexy nurse outfit you can assume Seth more or less forced/tricked/convinced/blackmailed your poor unfortunate character into the act.
▷ ONCE YOU PICK server OR served, your character must to stick with it until this Host Club meeting is done, that is the only rule. No escaping, no sneaking out. Seth will CATCH YOU and make you CLEAN DISHES with a TOOTHBRUSH.

HOST CLUB CONTEST:
▶ If you remember how last year's Student/Faculty Auctions went and how the Pokemon Contests work, this may feel familiar. Your character needs to pay a measly $5 entry fee (which will be a charitable donation to help those involved in drug riot incidents) and then they can enter in any of the contest categories; Coolness, Beauty, Cuteness, Intelligence, and Strength. PERFORM your act of [insert category here] and impress everyone! Get creative, use your Smashing Skills and wow the crowd. If you damage the stage or make a mess, Connor and Flint will probably not be happy with you.
▶ As an audience member, you cast your vote by typing a +1 into your subject title (not unlike the auctions with the dollar amounts). That's it! You can vote as many times as you like, just not for multiple times for the same person in the same category (so no +2's or +3's or +9000's). You can, however, vote for the same person once in each category if they are competing in more than one. You can cast a vote for more than one person per category.
▶ Votes will be tallied up OOCly Thursday or Friday, and we will start a new thread to announce the winner.

Comments

[roses_are_blue]

We could both try. At least, temporarily...the focus would just be on hanging around Bulba.

Seriously though, he was trying to not motion to the nurse outfit. As daunting and obvious it was there and...y'know.

Garry, even still, smiled tiredly. You were always welcome, okay.

"I would love too, please have a seat."

Favors for Seth...?

[rivalsweetscent]

Hanging around Bulba in his swanky skirt and low cut top. It was very daunting. And obviously there. Gosh.

"Oh, good." Bulba noted the look, but he did as partially instructed, but not before pulling a seat out for Garry. This was supposed to be a service, after all. Sort of.

Taking a seat, he maintained his friendly smile. "It's kind of a really big to-do, isn't it?" He asked, speaking of the whole event in general. "What brings you by?"

[roses_are_blue]

Finding Seth. Spying on Seth. Finding Mary. Spying on Mary.

All of the things he can't tell Bulba. He just can't. What Garry got himself into was keeping him from being at peace with anything. He did all of this without thinking. Out of concern for Mary, for Ai, and for Vianca...everyone.

He had to do what it took to keep himself calm as he was trying to fight this danger alone. He was in danger.

Without smoking a whole bunch more or something. His painting had even gone slower.

"Ah you know...things happening. Wanted to go out."

[rivalsweetscent]

"Ah, yeah. You picked an interesting enough place for it, heh."

Despite the friendly smiles, there was something there. Bulba watched him as he took a seat, trying to place a finger on it. Something that seemed off, and yet familiar. Something that reminded Bulba of the days he stood in front of his mirror and looked at the face of someone that had not properly slept well for nights and nights. It took a moment to realize that that was the face he was looking at now, even if it was on another person.

Maybe it was the influence of the nurse theme, or maybe it was just his motherhenning revving up into overgear, but it was something Bulba didn't feel he could leave alone. "... Have you been sleeping all right, Garry?"

[roses_are_blue]

Garry stiffed up, shoulders tensed. Was he that obvious now, he feared? He hadn't really taken a close look at himself. It was like it really didn't matter. Bulba might be way too smart to see through any transparent lies, he obviously could see something was wrong.

Maybe he could...lie a different way.

He was sorry Bulba...he just couldn't.

"Ahhahaha, yeah. I've staying up late doing projects. Silly me, I've been fighting an artist block and I'm trying so hard not to hit a brick wall. You know how it is, right?"

[rivalsweetscent]

Whatever sneaking suspicions might have lingered were gently placed aside as Bulba's worried look softened with the explanation. Had it been anything as obviously avoidant as Garry's assurances had been during the blackout, the saur might have persisted. With this, though, Bulba was properly fooled. He knew how much Garry spent time on his work.

"Heh, yeah, I guess I can understand that." He reached out and gently touched the painter's hand on the table. "Don't overwork yourself too much though, okay? A good rest could help you out too."

[roses_are_blue]

Oh good...it worked.

Garry's heart was sinking. He just had to horribly lie to a great friend. His soul and spirit were crushed, and yet. He couldn't show it.

He made a weak attempt at a grin.

"I'll try not to, thanks for that. Don't worry so much about me though, okay?"

Please.

[rivalsweetscent]

The Ivysaur's grin widened and he chuckled a little. "I'm afraid you're out of luck there, so you'll just have to deal with it."

He gave Garry's hand a light pat and then brought his hands back to himself.

"Is there anything I could get you now though? A tea or coffee or anything?"

[roses_are_blue]

...Hrm. Well, then Garry had to be more careful about that. He really didn't want Bulba to get involved. The more worried he was, the more Garry felt he had to be concerned. Bulba you just couldn't. He did. He cared too much.

"Hahaha, well then I guess I am," Garry fake chuckled, "And coffee. Coffee would be lovely."

[rivalsweetscent]

Garry if you were about to get into a big heap of trouble, Bulba would be so mad at you later. Spoilers: Bulba was gonna be real mad at him later.

"Coffee it is then." Bulba scooted away from the table to his feet. "I'll be right back." Off he went, momentarily tugging his skirt down a bit more why this.

[roses_are_blue]

Nooooooo. You WOULD BREAK HIS ALREADY BROKEN TEN-FOLD HEART.

"Nnhn..."

Garry put his head in his hand, rubbing his temple. Feeling a lot more guilty now, he was.

[rivalsweetscent]

MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE YOU WENT HIDING PLANS OF POTENTIAL INJURY, GARRY.

It wasn't too long before a fancy silver tray was set on the table, courtesy of one nurse Bulba. There was a tiny coffee pot, a nice up, a dish of sugar cups and a tiny jar of cream. Gosh. Bulba went ahead and poured Garry a cup before he took his seat again. "You can help yourself to the cream and sugar," Bulba offered, "but if you'd like anything else just let me know."

A bit of his earlier concern had crept back into his look, but as far as the Ivysaur was actually concerned, he was just monitoring the potential for headaches.