Hello, guys! This is SCL, and this is my first story.^^ As the summary stated, I will be accepting some OC's for the story. The form will be at the bottom.
The Host Club was uncharacteristically gloomy that evening. It was the evening that would be sure to change Ouran forever.
"Haruhi, we're bored~ Entertain us!" The twins synchronized, elbows on Haruhi's shoulders, who was trying to read a book. "Go ask Senpai, guys, I'm trying to get this done for class."
Hikaru pouted. "Aw, you're no fun, Haru-chan!"
And so they slithered off to bother their boss. "Boss, isn't there anything we can do? We're dying, here!" Kaoru cried. The blonde prince lifted his head up to show an equally bored expression. "Mother! Is it possible for us to go somewhere?"
Kyoya didn't even look up from his laptop. "Well, considering it is raining hail outside, I do not suggest that we leave the school until the weather blows over." He pushed up his glasses.
Everyone looked out the window; it was indeed a dark and stormy day. Sighing, they all slumped into their chairs, hands on their chins. "Geez, I'm really getting tired of this everyday routine." Hikaru mumbled.
"What do you mean, Hika-chan?" Honey blinked, taking the fork out of his little mouth.
"What I mean is that I hate doing the same thing every day! Why can't something exciting happen?"
Haruhi sweatdropped. Are you kidding? Exciting things are always happening around here! It's the Host Club, after all.
"Yeah." Mori agreed. Cutting a finger into the air, Tamaki stood up abruptly. "You are right, Hikaru! The Host Club has been lacking it's fun adventures lately! There must be something we can do to mix things up!" He ran over to Haruhi.
"Oh, how about we play dress up on my daughter! We can dress her in all sorts of cutesy things~"
"Yeah!" The twins chirped, smiling. Haruhi let out a hiss. "In your dreams, Senpai!"
"Aww, come on, Haruhi, don't be a party pooper!"
"I said go away!"
Then, suddenly, a gigantic door appeared out of nowhere, landing right in the middle of the room. Everyone stopped what they were doing and peered at the door.
"What the….."
Suddenly, it opened, and out popped female head.
"Guys, I don't think we're in America anymore…."
Alright, so here's the deal. I will be accepting four to five, possibly to six OC's. If you want to be in the story, please review or PM me the form below with your character filled out.
Name:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Looks:
Personality:
Romantic Choice: (WARNING: An OC can be with someone in the host club, and only one Host Club member to an OC, so you may not get who you want. First come first serve. If there are boy OC's, you may be with them, if they agree.)
History: (Please be detailed, as where you live, what your life is, how rich you are, etc. And everyone must live in America at the present moment.)
Type of Host Club Member: (Example: Princely Type)
