#007 The Roaring Twenties

[hosting]

[It's that time of the month again! The Host Club is once more opening its doors for business, this time with a couple of new additions and a couple of losses... The ballroom has been completely transformed into a 1920s style speakeasy.

A few hosts are serving behind the bar, namely Allen, Maladict and Cole, all of them dressed in this bartender outfit. The rest of the hosts are dotted around the room dressed in this attractive outfit, complete with the hat. There are two notable exceptions to this - one of which is Haruhi, who is dressed in a flapper dress, and Tamaki who is dressed in a white suit.

There are tables for playing poker, chips provided, as well as three American Pool tables to have a go on. By the door, there are racks of dresses and suits in 1920s style, in case any of the guests wish to take part in the theme themselves - manning the racks is Delta, instructed to persuade the guests to take part and compliment them on their new look.

Come on and all and enjoy the club!]

[ooc: Please wait for the sections THE SECTIONS ARE UP - one for host club members to mingle and discuss the theme, and one for guests. Feel free to threadjack around in both sections, talk to your fellow hosts, your fellow guests, and everyone in beteween!]

Comments

[hosting]

[And Tamaki is just zooming over, reaching out to fix that tie into its proper place.]

What was wrong with my last club?

[foolreversed]

You have to ask, your highness?

[COME ON BRO WE WENT OVER THIS LAST TIME also if you manage to fix that tie and keep it fixed it'll be a miracle]

[hosting]

It was perfect, the princesses enjoyed every moment.

Traitor.

[foolreversed]

[aw geez not again]

Well, I guess that's what matters most... [listen to how enthused he sounds (spoilers: not at all)]

[hosting]

[Suddenly, out of nowhere, a giant portrait of a line-facing boy with glasses appears above them, Tamaki raising his hands to it dramatically.]

OH MOTHER, HOW COULD MY OWN HOSTS CARE SO LITTLE ABOUT THEIR KING AND CLUB?!

[foolreversed]

[KGHFDKJGDKJF]

Wh-Where'd that come from!?

[hosting]

Mother... Mother...

[Sobbing at the giant Kyouya portrait.]

[foolreversed]

...

...she kinda looks like a dude.

[hosting]

OF COURSE HE DOES, THAT'S KYOUYA! HOW COULD YOU BE SO CALLOUS ABOUT THE OTHER FOUNDING MEMBER OF THIS CLUB?!

[foolreversed]

...You've never told me about this guy once, how am I supposed to know that when you keep calling him "mother"!?

How can you keep freaking out other so many things?!

[hosting]

I AM NOT FREAKING OUT! A KING NEVER FREAKS OUT!

[foolreversed]

You are! You totally are!

[hosting]

A KING DOESN'T FREAK OUT!

[And yes, this is being shouted as he's flailing on the floor.]

[foolreversed]

Well, this one apparently does!

Screw this! [HE'S GONNA GO SULK IN A CORNER AND MAKE HIS TIE CROOKED ON PURPOSE AGAIN WHY ARE YOU SUCH A JERK DAD AND WHY ISN'T HE STOMPING OUT OF HERE YET HARUMPH!!]