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player event: fundraiser
dorm fundraiser log
Just for the weekend, the classrooms 3-A and 3-B have been transformed into a host club and a maid cafe, respectively. The students are free to come and go as they please, as well as bring their parents, siblings and whoever else to come help raise funds for the dorms. The promotional poster hangs on the wall between the classrooms, its' artist unknown and left uncredited.
CLASSROOM 3-A
Aka the temporary home of a maid cafe. Decorated mostly in golds and blues, just for today, the students can indulge the illusion of being a Master and having some semblance of control in their lives.
The cafe serves coffee, tea, placebo love potions that taste like strawberry soda, omurice donated by the cooking club with an option to request a message written in ketchup, and a variety of sweets, including baked goods prepared by the transfer students. Some of our cute maids include Kaede, Nene, Natsume, Noah, and, for a very brief time, Rika — though she quickly leaves to tend to the love spell booth. A little far off from that happens to be the kissing booth, ran by Subaru and Komaeda, as well as the charm-selling booth ran by Natsume. Any treats the students offered up for sale will be displayed on a makeshift menu written down on the chalkboard, with slightly-exaggerated prices, because this is a fundraiser and we can't have people skimp out.
CLASSROOM 3-B
Next up, the host club, with Lucifer, Sara, Hinata, Komaeda, Hajun, Gundham and Subaru working in shifts to appease the picky tastes of any students who feel like becoming a refined Ojou-sama.
Just like the Maid cafe, the Host club offers a variety of foods donated by the students, with an additional option to order an alcohol-less champagne, which is really just bubbly soda served in a champagne glass. But, you know, for the realism... A bit further into the classroom, you'll find Gundham's cartomancy booth, as well as Shuichi's lost & found booth. You're free to request as many hosts as you want for the occasion, and make them drink as much of the bubbly soda as you wish, all for a price, of course — and if someone's stomach starts to hurt, well... that's why they take turns!
HALLWAY
The festivities take part long before you enter either classroom, however...
Outside, you can find little Turing, who's all dressed up and eager to help and provide information about the boths, as well as our lovely Elizabeth, who, on top of making snow cones with her very fearsome persona, is offering quick-and-easy introductions for each maid and host, to make your choice that much simpler! Simply name whoever you're interested in, and you'll get to hear a witty line about them:
Nene"A cute girl with a smile that's sure to heal your heart! The Sheep Among The Wolves, Nene Yashiro!"Kaede"There's no one better for a motherly, guiding touch! Our Lady of Passion, Kaede Akamatsu!"Natsume"Boys in skirts is certainly a bold choice for the year we're in, but if you can make it work... The Double-Crossing Crossdresser, Natsume Sakasaki!"Noah"Young but wise in the ways of love, this quiet boy offers an experience like no other! The Epitome of a Youthful Spring, Noah Ebalon!"Lucifer"Get lucky and you might just see his morning star rise! The Virtue of Patience, Lucifer!"Sara"She's serious and seriously not playing! The Hands-On Detective, Sara Chidouin!"Komaeda"The skin of a killer glitters with the light of hope! Despair's Friendly Foe, Nagito Komaeda!"Hinata"Even most normal-looking boys have something to offer! The Stand-Out Everyman, Hinata Hajime!"Hajun"You can't trust a man with looks this good, can you? The Octopus Trap of the Heart, Hajun Yeon!"Gundham"He's a friend to all things, living or dead! Yogen's Catastroprince of Ice, Gundham Tanaka!"Subaru"If you're feeling a little lonely tonight, why not make a wish on the first star you see? The Sparkling Knight of the Night Sky, Subaru Akehoshi!"
Well? Have you decided yet?
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All the maids and hosts come equipped with one (1) pair of cat ears and a set of clothes prepared by the sewing club, if you don't have your own attire.
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All the background people who are helping with the organizational stuff, as well as cooking, cleaning, etc, can feel free to wear the cat ears, too!
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Feel free to mingle, join in as a volunteer host/maid late, get dragged in to do work, leave your posts, whatever else you feel like doing, tbh.
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Cause too much trouble for anyone, though, and Rika's gonna come bonk you with her sword. Or Liz with Thanatos, whoever's there first.
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Any complaints can be directed to our offcial organizer, Ishimaru Kiyotaka. Bless his heart.
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( while that's true, that doesn't mean that it'll be swept under the rug once elizabeth finds out — all of these titles they have are custom by her rule, so meng yao can live in peace and tranquility for now. he's lucky that he had thought of one already, or komaeda would have had to go out his way for something demeaning, probably terrible, and said here for the first and last time. he allows him to keep it only because of what he said — a sore thumb, akin to pricking ones finger on the stem of a rose, and drawing blood. if he can cause that sort of reaction, it'll be a memory that the female will be willing to remember.
she asked for an ordinary guy, someone basic, simple, probably so she can forget them as easy as they tend to act. now if they're able to give her a spectacular time, maybe a bit of blood loss, then why wouldn't she remember them? )
Ah... I've appeared at your command, with the skin of a killer that glitters with the light of hope...
( after, he proceeds with his own name as a hand settles over his heart, leaning forward to wink towards their timid damsel, and of course, she's a little frightened by the fact that there's TWO guys. not just one, but two... maybe they're twins... hajime and hinata, but she recalls their introductions, pushes up her glasses, and settles her hands in her lap a little nervous. she may be afraid to speak for the moment, but komaeda's clapping behind meng yao to praise his opening, he's outdone himself, or he met komaeda's expectations considering he thought worse would come from his mouth.
meng yao's personality is far too calm for those sort of slip-ups, though.
biting down on her bottom lip, the female looks between the two men, eyeing them first, and trying to think of what to say that would prove... correct for a gathering like this. she's never been to a host club with —
"are you two really students? uhm... uhmm..." )
Students? ...Ah, perish such a painful thought. ( he sighs, pulling out a chair so that meng yao can sit down first, he emphasizes this by looking towards him, and then down to the seat. ) We're anything you want us to be, there's a reason we're the men of your dreams...~
( calm, inviting to see if she'll take the bait, and she squeaks as she looks towards meng yao, pointing at him in an accusatory fashion.
"guess the man of my dream!! guess him right now!!" )
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Indeed, Meng Yao imagines that the display he gives is one befitting as someone completely ordinary. Someone kind, but ultimately a kind person who after a single night would fade to the background after the time spent with them because they'll never cross paths again. Perhaps that person isn't someone to be considered forgettable from the start, but...it's not like that person is going to be at the forefront of their mind. They may not be forgotten, but they'll likely never be on someone's mind until they see them again.
Of course, this is a first for him, so who knows how the end result will be. But, he still hopes he can please this girl...and well, he's judging a little the line Komaeda says about having the skin of a killer. He's grateful for the clapping, but a line like that is not pleasing at all. Ah, well, he does ensure to take the seat when the other moves to pull out a chair, murmuring something appreciative that's definitely a 'thank you' because he will always have his manners.
However, his expression carefully goes pensive when she asks him the question. ]
Someone kind, but someone who won't overwhelm you. Someone who isn't so dazzling that you forget yourself.
A man who does, when it matters, sees to your needs, but at the end of the day, when you look at him...you can tell he's human and down to earth—an everyday man who has no problem being himself around you and others, even if it means he doesn't stick out of a crowd. But a man you could care for all the same.
Am I wrong? Please, feel free to correct this one if he may be incorrect in this bold assumption.
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it seems like she's trying to pick them apart — )
How genuine, don't you think? For someone to dedicate the entirety of their life to you.
( he speaks, he's playing the side of reassurance for her so she doesn't have to second guess anything that the other says. is this komaeda giving meng yao away so they can have the perfect hosting session, why yes, it's almost like offering a loved one for marriage. speaking of marriage... )
He'd make the ideal spouse, a magnificent lover... ahaha... you wouldn't let someone like him go, correct? Because he doesn't stick out well in the crowd, that means no one will snatch him away.
( she does smile a little from meng yao's words, but when komaeda had started adding on, she flusters a little at the thought. her? marriage? with a young man like the hidden flower, she almost can't take the thought. her hand raises to her mouth to muffle her gasp, eyes wide as she watches the gentleman that'll play the role of her fiancé.
"no, no, no, no, no! you're right! absolutely! that means we can get married!"
she says happily, reaching out to grab meng yao's hands into her own! maybe host clubs really have the perfect match-makers! )
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At the very least even if it comes as a surprise, Meng Yao is able to conceal it well, the picture perfect image of a loveable husband. It actually even amuses him, a little as it's just a role he will be playing...though it does fluster him a bit. In the end, he's confident he has this, his training (??) has prepared him for moments like these.*
*Citation needed. ]
It certainly does. It's been a dream of mine, to be beside a woman like yourself. Truly, I can't even think of being alongside anyone but you, and I will do everything in my power so that you are happy.
[ There's a light blush on his cheeks, but he thinks that it sells the act more, really, and he just lets his own fingers curl around hers as well. ]
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he doesn't say much as he listens to meng yao, pleased by the way he goes with the flow of this female's delusions. komaeda's glad it's his companion and not him, considering he's not too interested in the female by looks. unfortunately, he's petty, so he continues chirping the yearned for words the female may be seeking. )
May I speak... ( he hums thoughtfully, patting meng yao's shoulder to grab his attention. as soon as he does, he leans forward to look at him, and then to their customer. ) I feel as if you shouldn't have her all to yourself.
( oh, drama.
she gasps, watching as komaeda pushes himself between the two. her eyes light up though, actually astounded by this turn of events, and in response to such a reaction — he smirks, laughing to himself amused.
meng yao must know what he should do... because the female is waiting, watching him to see how he'll react! )
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If there's anything he'll always pride himself in being talented in, it's acting. He hides an amused smile at the sudden comment which may seem surprising to their captivated audience. He'll even move to stand up from his chair...in all of his 5'6 glory so he can't really look all that imposing so easily. But hey, that's really not what matters right now. The other is getting in the way so continuing holding hands isn't tenable anyway. ]
Oh? Why not?
Have you become entranced by her beauty? I already knew from the start that she was the only one for me. But, can you say the same where you're concerned? I'm not sure if I feel so willing to share someone whose entire being is exceptional in every sense of the word.
[ Meng Yao looks at Komaeda, a playful smile on his lips. ]
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( he asks confused, watching meng yao stand from his chair to intimidate(?) him, and as much as komaeda doesn't want to play the coward, he takes a step back. placing a bit of distance between him and the other, he walks closer to the female, standing behind her chair as hands rest along the length of the backrest's top rail. )
Actually, she's not my type.
( she gasps, her cheeks puffing up offended, and she's quick to turn around to point another accusatory finger at him — this man is rather rude, and she couldn't see anything in him! the pasty skin, sickly look in his eyes, and white hair is just unordinary! whose grandpa is this? the moment her mouth parts to speak up, komaeda's quick to take the plunge — )
She's the love... of our life, but I just cannot stand her marrying you when... I'm right here.
( he sighs, disappointed in the thought, and she bites her tongue — how dare he try to be slick, but she turns back around to face meng yao, her arms crossed in annoyance.
"you know him, don't you? meng yao-doodle... do you think he means it... you're the man of the relationship, so what do we do..."
since komaeda stands behind her, he tries his best to refrain from laughing by looking off to the side. )
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This certainly seemed like a page out of a drama-lidden romantic novel. He wonders what his so-called father would think of him, participating in any of this. It's not a thought he entertains for long because of what Komaeda says next. ]
You...
[ He pretends to look a touch surprised at Komaeda's 'anguished' declaration, and then a pensive look comes over him as the young lady turns her attention to him. He places a hand on his chest, looking a little more solemn now. ]
I believe without a doubt that he does mean it. He may be difficult at times, but he can be rather honest, which is an attractive quality on its own. [ A soft sigh ] Still, I would not dare to leave you be. But I think that there are only a few choices going forward:
To continue as we are now, or...to accept him with us.
And though I had already confessed I had held no interest in sharing you, my heart is well-equipped to allow if you ended up welcoming the both of us into your arms. I suppose it may help that I have become rather well-accustomed to his presence.
...In the end, regardless of what happens, I will always stand by your side. But, I know the ultimate decision lays with you; I can't bear to make a choice that would leave you unhappy.
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( he speaks, a little taken aback by such words — truly, he's not too bothered by this, but he has to play the part of a host club member. truthfully, he thinks this to be rather bold of meng yao, and he doesn't want to fight back, he just stands there with his arms crossed, looking off to the side. he appears to be dejected, but he's thinking about what he wants to eat later, and if the counselor will accept him for bread snacks or something. with as much food he has when flicking it on komaeda's face, he surely has to have the goods. )
You say all of this without hesitation, willing to accept me even though I don't want you part of this romance...
( something or other, it's not a true romance, but a fantasy that their guest seems to be enjoying. she shouldn't get a kick out of two guys arguing for her attention, but she's never had this before, it's rare... unknown to her... every comment they say makes it her want more. like a romantic comedy in the making, he looks towards the female and then back to the other with a shake of his head. ) So your judgement means nothing, and what she says is all that matters.
( leaving his life in her hands? sounds pretty good when she's speechless while her eyes dart back and forth between them. he'll take a step towards meng yao, looking down at him as he contemplates his next action, and with a raised hand, he reaches to grab the male's wrist. bringing it to the location over his heart, he rests his palm in that area, and waits. his heart is NOT skipping a beat, but he's sure the other can improvise. )
Isn't my heart honest enough for me to have her alone?