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

[stay_classy_cat]

[Seth leans forward, chin in palm.]

Then how did you dress yourself like that? With no arms?

[testgasm]

[Vianca.]

Well, now, can't go about revealing all my secrets, can I?

[It was Vianca.]

[stay_classy_cat]

A robot of mystery, now you've got me curious.

[testgasm]

Yeah, I'm pretty advanced, as far as that's concerned.

[Cough. Spark.]

I'll find someone to get your drink.

[stay_classy_cat]

[As curious as Seth is, and as fun as it would be to pry (and question that spark--was he malfunctioning?), he surprisingly lets it slip by. Perhaps without exerting any effort he can lazily weasel the secret out of the very advanced mysterious robot anyway. As it stands, he'd prefer his drink over that.]

Please and thank you. Do hurry. I'll be counting the seconds I'm without your service.

[testgasm]

[And away he scoots!

Only to return a good while later, precariously balancing a tiny coffee cup and adorable saucer on his bottom handle how is he doing that.

Whether or not it's the correct drink, of course, is yet to be seen.]

[stay_classy_cat]

[AND SETH JUST STARES.

AND FROWNS.]

I thought you said you couldn't do that.

[...]

...How are you even doing that?

[Never mind that, he carefully extracts the drink and takes a sip and then--!]

...This is a caffè! I wanted a latte macchiato, not a caffè macchiato!

[testgasm]

Well, I--

[Perhaps it is the fact that the drink is revealed to be incorrect. More than likely, however, it is the question of how Wheatley is able to balance the tiny cup that renders him unable to do it.

Whatever the case, he stops short on the rail and the adorable cup of coffee goes tumbling

down

and probably onto Seth.]

[stay_classy_cat]

[Just like that, Seth says the magic questioning words and renders his mysterious abilities inert--the adorable little tea cup goes tumbling

down

all over Seth's beautiful face. Macchiatos are thankfully not typically served scaling hot but this is none-the-less a very unpleasant experience, especially for the very vain cat.]

YOU--!

[Some of the macchiato is spit and sputtered all over Wheatley's adorable nurse outfit in kind. Seth booms:]

You bumbling buffoon! You clumsy, oaf! Look what you've done, you've ruined my coat and shirt--it's, it's all over my beautiful face!

[He flicks his wrists angrily, delicious macchiato wasted for a dramatic flair.]

[testgasm]

[oh nnnooooo

Wheatley attempts to avoid the incoming spray by scooting backwards on the rail, optic wide and glowing pupil shrinking down to a dot.]

Okay, okay, look, there's no need--no need to act like that, just...deep breaths, maybe. It's just coffee.

[stay_classy_cat]

Coffee stains! UGH. Now I need to buy a new one.

[testgasm]

Well, maybe you shouldn't have ordered coffee, then, if you can't keep it off yourself.

[stay_classy_cat]

This is your responsibility! You're supposed to be serving me, and you can't even managed to do that.

You don't deserve to wear that uniform.

[testgasm]

Well, what--what are you doing, just sitting there? I told you that I'd have--have difficulty carrying it out, and you made me do it anyway!

[stay_classy_cat]

[[*manage, oops]]

Oh come off it, carrying on like it wasn't your fault. You had ONE JOB to do. One job.

[Seth wants to argue but decides threatening the poor little robot eyeball nurse with an ultimatum will make him feel better.

HE HOLDS OUT

HIS HAND]

Give me your uniform. Right now.

[testgasm]

And I did it!

[Oh no

oh no

Look at him scootin back on his rail.]

Pfft, yeah, okay. You'll have to pry it off my cold, dead chassis, that's what you'll have to do!

[stay_classy_cat]

You don't deserve it.

And let's be honest, you don't even look good in it.

I'd be doing you and everyone else in here a favor relieving you of that.

[testgasm]

[Guess who is having none of it

hint it's this guy.]

You're not the boss of me!

[stay_classy_cat]

[No this is a petty argument between two pompous freckled British ninnies and Seth wants to have it.]

Yes I am. You're my nurse. Look. Look at yourself. That's you. That's why you're here.

[HOLDING HIS HAND OUT.]

Disrobe immediately.

[testgasm]

[Nope staring intently for a full three seconds.]

No hands, mate!

[Scoot scoot scoot that is the sound of him scooting away as fast as possible you'll have to catch him first.]

[stay_classy_cat]

[Here is where they play yakkity sax and Seth chases Wheatley a whole 3 or 4 yards before ordering someone else to chase him around because he's ABOVE THAT.

You plebeian robot nurse.]