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 Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 7:50 pm
 Welcome to the Host Club Booth~"A pleasure to see you here. My name is Aksaja, and I am the President of the club. Please feel free to roam about and converse with any of our lovely Hosts who happen to be around. Oh, and won't you have some tea . . . ?"
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The Host Club booth looks rather nice and fancy even from far away. There is a banner above the booth with writing that any ghoul would be jealous of, and soft, pastel-colored ribbons trail down to the ground from either side of it.
Behind the booth sits Amityville's resident Lightning Dragon, the President of the club. He's dressed rather formally in a suit jacket, loose tie, tight pants, and boots. He also wears a top hat perched upon his head, and his hair has been taken down out of it's customary ponytail for the occasion. Those who saw him at the Scarentines Dance may remember the look.
As you approach, he offers a charming sort of smile and introduces himself. Then he invites you to take a seat, have some tea, and relax for a while. Nothing more, nothing less.
In the hectic life of a school like Amityville, one simply must make the time to relax and be pampered and doted upon, yes?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 7:55 pm
 The Amityville Host Club is a relatively small (so far) group of people who find pleasure in providing pleasure to others. Whether this pleasure comes in the form of a quite chat, a cup of tea, the chance to spar with someone you don't normally spar with, or large parties and events . . . who knows?
All of this and more will be a part of the Club once it has been officially sanctioned by the school. The current members of the Club are:
President/Founder - Aksaja
PR Manager - Myr
Treasurer - Livi
Host Photographer - Alwine
Resident Cat - Nightengale
Secretary - Riley
As you can see, all of the current members are also officers, so it would be lovely to have a few more members who are not officers to simply circulate and play Host. Sign-ups are most definitely still open, and anyone who wishes to apply to be a Host should see the information post below.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 7:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 7:58 pm
 If your character would like to join the Club to become a Host, please simply RP them coming up to Aksaja and talking to him about it! He'll be conducting little mini-interviews for those who wish to join the club. Please QUOTE ME if you want to start an interview so I don't miss it. More officer positions may or may not be open, if your character can think of one they'd fit in.
Once your character has been approved by Aksaja, you'll be added to the member list here, and in the thread for the approval of the Club.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 7:59 pm
. . . R E S E R V E . . .
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 2:31 pm
A soft buzzing noise echoed around the slim figure of the mummy girl, who's eyes scanned over the booth from a distance. She loved the bright colors, the party like atmosphere around the booth. Even the attractive ghouls standing beside it. Now there looked like somewhere that would enjoy the company of such a beauty as herself. Nodding to herself and the small locust perched on her shoulder, Nekhbet flicked her hair pleasurably as she drew closer to the booth. This was even better! she could eat something here and it looked as if people would actually serve HER! Perfect!
Nodding towards the President knowledgeable of who he was she proceeded to seat herself comfortably in the center of the area. Her face beaming with glee. Now were to start? There was no menu sitting on the table, did this mean she had to come up with her own meal? How pitiful. Tapping the table impatiently a small scarab scurried out from under one of her arm wrappings and circling the empty table before dashing back to where he came from.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 11:06 pm
Aksaja beamed as he spotted someone he had yet to meet come walking up to the booth, and then take a seat at one of the small tables surrounding it. Hopping up out of his chair, the lightning dragon quickly draped a cloth over one arm, and plucked up a menu from a small stack. Across the top was more of the same fancy writing that decorated the booth's banner, and underneath were a variety of teas and small snack-y sort of delights in a plainer script.
Walking quickly over to the table the ghoul had seated herself at, Aksaja bowed slightly. "Welcome to the Host Club's booth, lovely one. What can I offer to delight your palette today?" So asking, he proffered the menu with a little flourish.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 2:20 am
Cady left the Fitness club booth after the game ended, deciding she'd head back later perhaps to check on her favorite patchwork affixation. At the moment, she didn't really have a goal, besides checking out a new booth and maybe getting something to drink. Hunting down rogue lepuses was thirsty work.
Unfortunately (perhaps for the booth's hosts), the first thing she came across in her stroll was what she had to admit must be the ghouliest booth known to Halloween-kind. Everything was in some kind of pastel color, and there were even RIBBONS.
...But they served tea. Cady wasn't really a fan- but a beverage was a beverage, and at the moment the thirsty ghoul would settle for just about anything*.
So, feeling a little uncharacteristically out of place, she meandered into the area and took a seat at a delicate little table. It felt like shopping with Gladys - she was a little worried she'd break something.
She noticed that one of the club members was already helping someone, so she was left to amuse herself. She wondered why it was called the host club. She wasn't sure what the word meant, but it made her think of bugs, for some reason. Maybe that was why the only other girl in the room was crawling with them- literally.
She waved at her from her seat. "Hey! I haven't met you yet, my name is Cady, you have an awful lot of bugs. Did you know? Is that why this is called the host club? Are we going to be like..." She tried to think of how to word it. "...Like. Are they going to put bugs in our skin? Because that would tickle. Plus it'd be hard to get to them to eat them, although," she added conversationally, "I don't really like to eat bugs. I mean they're ok I guess."
* No, Bear Gryls. Just no.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 4:40 am
Suits and cupcakes and ribbons, oh my. This, Hurley had to see.
Honestly, he had no idea what a host club was. Would he be fed something that would in turn try to take over his body? He would have thought so if it weren't for the, well, fancy decorations. Unless that was a trick, like carnivorous plants with flies.
Well, in that case he was one fat fly.
He recognized Scorpion Tail from the FEARleader booth, and there was another ghoul (which even he could tell was a mummy) awaiting to be served by the top-hat'd boil. Somehow Hurley squeezed himself into a chair of one of the other empty tables, tipped his hat up in greeting to the two ghouls, and scratched the part of his head underneath.
"Here for the food or the service?" he asked them as he began t peruse the menu. Hmm . . . brain cupcakes . . . Sounded far better than tea.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 11:34 am
Cady looked away from the bug-ghoul to notice the rotund zombie boil from earlier. She smiled and waved enthusiastically. This time he was a few tables away- so the stench wasn't as mind bending.
"Oh, you know, I'm just really thirsty. I don't really like tea but Gladys always said it was good for you, and I mean I guess it can't kill me. Say, what do you mean service? I couldn't read the sign, I just saw the pictures. Of tea," she added helpfully.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 11:44 am
Myr was dressed mostly like usual, having only added a long formal black dress coat to his outfit. He didn't see any reason to do anymore than that, his typical wardrobe was fancy enough. He carried a tray out to where the newcomers were sitting, a selection of the different teas sitting upon it. " Greetings," he said, smiling at the group. " Have you decided what you would like to try? I have the teas right now, and once you've decided on those, I can bring out the baked goods for you to sample." This was a great way to advertise, both to the prospective students, and to those who were already enrolled, and really, events like this were just made for the Host Club.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 11:44 am
Night yawned and stretched in his little nook of the booth. Stifling the urge to fidget, most due to nerves and well his outfit, which was that of tuxedo. The vest was a pale green as was his neck ribbon couple with the black pants and jacket. His usual messy hair was slicked back with only his ears protruding forward. His tail which usually had a light green ribbon tied to it was bare and swished in the air as he watched the club president set up the booth. He noticed the little manticore girl first before yawning again and heading over to. "Hello." He peered at her with a wide smile, lime green eyes danced with enjoyment as he attempted his first host event, "Welcome to the hosting club." His tail twitch to curl over and touch the table and watched as she spoke. "Um...."He tried to get in before ducking his head, "Um, Hello Miss....Did you want something to drink?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 12:57 pm
Aksaja offered the first guest a smile and murmured, "Please take your time making a choice," as he had noticed others coming up to the booth. This was good, it meant that people were interested in the club!
Aah, and now a couple more club members had shown up to help, which was something of a relief. He could have started getting behind on orders fairly quickly if they hadn't. Giving Myr and Night a little nod of thanks, Aksaja moved over toward Cady's table. "Ah . . . That's not exactly the type of 'host' that the club refers to," he corrected gently. "It's more like, the club members host you, and other guests. Like a bit of a party." With a quick and charming sort of smile, he bowed to her just slightly. "The name's Aksaja, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Do please let one of us know when you have decided what you'd like to try."
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 1:21 pm
Cady blinked with surprise as she finally noticed the boil standing next to her table. "Oh! Hi! Is that uncomfortable? I really don't like things around my neck," she commented, pointing at the ribbon. "I'm really thirsty. Can I have like, some of that red stuff in one of those fancy cups? Is it tea? I'd drink anything right now I think. You know, I was just at the fitness booth and they had us chasing these weird lepus things and they gave me this red cup and I thought it was a hat but they said it was only for boils."
She paused to take a breath as what she assumed must be the club president came over to her table. "Oh! That's neat! Parties are fun. I like your hair." Cady stuck one finger idly in her own... But rather than twirl it cutely around her finger, she somehow managed to get her nail stuck in a snarl of curls, and was distracted from her ramblings in attempting to extricate it.
People at this school are so nice! she mused happily.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 3:09 pm
Ritzpah had left the library and started searching for the tea booth she'd heard about. After a bit of searching - and hiding from random students walking the halls - she found it. High Host Society, eh? she thought to herself, perusing the booth from a small ways away. It looked well enough, not as fancy as the country club, but she liked it better. It even had her favorite colors......which made her wonder if it had her favorite tea. She never thought she'd be excited about tea. She glanced nervously at the tables. Other students, or guests, she couldn't tell, were sitting at some of them and she didn't want to interrupt or be rude by sitting with them....but she really wanted to make friends. She hated this feeling, being scared of the others yet wanting to get to know them. So she straightened her back and lifted up her head and strode over to sit at the table beside the mummy. She was actually really cool looking. She just hoped none of her bandages caught on fire...or the table cloth.
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