paradisa | #007 The Roaring Twenties

[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!]

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This is a 1920s speakeasy, a den of iniquity and mobsters and their molls, it's a true adventure for any thrill seeking princess. A foray into the world of handsome men and smooth jazz.

[Gwaine got...maybe half of that.]

Sounds like fun. Now...could you help me dress?

...You can't dress on your own?

[He's looking between the suit and Gwaine, wondering why he couldn't put it on himself.]

No. If I try, [He pulls his shirt off over his head and tries to put on the one from the costume. It suddenly folds stiffly so that he can't even slide a finger in.] this happens.

[He blinks at the stiff shirt... taking a LOOOONG moment to realise this must be his loss.]

Oh.

[POOR GWAINE, HOW TERRIBLE NOT TO BE ABLE TO DRESS HIMSELF!!! Tamaki's eyes are shimmering with tears as he takes the shirt (which unfolds at his touch) and starts dressing his friend.]

I, Suoh Tamaki, swear that you will never have to go naked while I am your king... I will always make sure you can be clothed.

[Gwaine already has a few months of practice at being someone else's dress-up doll so he lets Tamaki dress him as he will. He bites down on a snicker at the king's emphatic declaration.]

I shall remember this always, my liege. I am in your debt.

[He's done with the shirt in no time, but then comes a problem... looking between Gwaine and the new pair of the trousers.

Gwaine. Trousers. Gwaine. Trousers. Gwaine. Trousers.

Oh my.]

[Gwaine notices his distress. And decides to be a dick.]

Something wrong, my lord?

...You need help with your trousers?

You need not inconvenience yourself on my behalf if you do not wish to. I will find a way.

[Like putting them on himself. Something he's keeping to himself for the moment because he finds this entire exchange hilarious. Playing the part of grateful and humble servant to the crown, he's just clasping Tamaki's shoulder in gratitude for what he's done so far. That's enough for him, Tamaki. I love you, man.]

[Gwaine sounds so tentative, so... heartbreaking. How could Tamaki turn him away in his time of need? What kind of King would he be? What kind of friend would he be?

So he grips the trousers tightly, as though getting ready for battle, and crouches down to hold them for him to step into after he's got his others off.]

It's never an inconvenience for a friend.

[You're actually decent, Tamaki. Taking pity, Gwaine steps into the trousers quickly enough.]

I can do the rest. Thank you.

[He thankfully steps back, red as a beet.]

I... will go and prepare for the princesses.

#007 The Roaring Twenties

skdv lol

hush you

:3

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NO TAMAKI. RIGHT ANSWER IS "GWAINE, BE NAKED." THE PRINCESSES WOULD LOVE THAT.

hahahaha

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keywords lol

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