Drama Club Renaissance
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Post by whammy3 on Oct 9, 2009 14:15:03 GMT -6
The Drama Club Room was as silent as usual. It should have come to no surprise to Nagisa that it was like that; she was the only member after all. Besides, the other clubs rarely ever used this wing of the school, so it was usually empty to begin with. Still, she found herself drawn to room, mostly because she wished to start the club up again. And hopefully, one of these days the room would be filled with life and noise as everybody worked together to put on a production.
For now, however, the room was simply filled with boxes; lots and lots of boxes. Nagisa had to move some of them out of the way to simply find a comfortable spot to sit. Eventually the room would have to be cleaned up (a club needed a clean room after all), but for now it was going to stay that way. She really couldn’t clean the place all by herself; help was going to be needed to get anything done. Through some strange fate, however, Nagisa did indeed find someone to help her; Okazaki Tomoya.
It still surprised her that a random stranger had offered to help her revive the club. She had never met him till that day on the hill, though she had heard of them. From all the talk around school, Okazaki and his friend Sunohara were supposed to be delinquents. Nagisa, however, didn’t think they were like that at all. Okazaki seemed to be a very kind person, and Sunohara kind of grew on you once you got used to him. She really couldn’t see why people thought they were delinquents, other than having a problem skipping class. But that wasn’t enough for such a label, was it?
No matter the situation, he had offered to help, and so she was patiently sitting in the Drama Club Room waiting for him. It was a lunch period, so hopefully he wouldn’t be busy. Once he got here they could discuss ideas on how to get things started with the Drama Club. Nagisa was afraid to admit that….she really had no clue what to do first. It was rather embarrassing really. Here she wanted to revive a club, and she didn’t even know what to do.
”Anpan, anpan, anpan,” Nagisa continued to repeat to herself, hoping to give herself some confidence. After a few seconds she felt much better, but looking around still no sign of Okazaki. Not wanting to waste the time, she grabbed the bread she had gotten from the cafeteria earlier and started to carefully and methodically munch on it. Hopefully the boy would be here soon.
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Post by okazakitomoya on Oct 10, 2009 2:02:30 GMT -6
Another boring day arrived. Tomoya didn't want to be bothered with class, and decided to cut. Nothing really changed for him. He'd still come late, skip class, and come late to class. He still wished something new would change his perspective on life. Luckily for him it did. He remembered the girl on this hillside, whom he also hoped to help her revive the Drama Club. He didn't understand why he wanted to help her; since he barely helps anyone. It was really a hassle in doing something like that, but, if it was for her he wouldn't mind. “Why?” He thought, pushing in hands further into his pants pockets. He continued on his headed path on top the roof. He planned to sleep till lunchtime before heading to the club room. He also had to keep in mind of avoiding Sunohara. He might just attempt to do something totally reckless. Then again that's what made him interesting.
Tomoya opened the door to the staircase and started heading to the roof. No one was out in the halls so he didn't worry about being caught. As he reached the rooftop he opened the door, amazed at the view, he headed behind the wall to lie down. Maybe it was all a dream he just couldn't wake up from. With that thought in mind he closed his eyes and fell asleep. A horrible dream occurred in his mind, terrifying, and death depicting. He dreamed about being hung upside down, with Kyou, Furukawa, and Kotomi watching him as he dangled trying to set himself free. That wasn't the most unnerving part though. What made it worst was that, Kyou made him a target for Furukawa, and Kotomi to throw dictionaries at. To help them toughen up so to speak. He had dreams like this once in awhile, nerve racking as it might be. But, before you knew it dictionaries were pelted and aimed for him. Right before he was about to be hit he woke, eyes full of desperation and relief that it was only a dream. Kyou really was a bad influence to them though; like he could really say that.
He stood up and brushed off his clothes. He looked into the distance for a few minutes, just for the view of the town, before he would head back to class. He sighed and stretched before putting his hands back into his pocket and leaving. As he was walking towards the roof door it hit him. “Where is Sunohara?” He wondered about this, taking one hand out of his pocket and opening the door. He was always near him, no matter how many times he gave him the slip. He was bound to show up as he headed down the stairs and into the hallway. Tomoya figured he was probably getting beat up by someone, girls in particular. It was funny when he was in person and saw it happened, even if he didn’t laugh out loud in front of him. Tomoya looked up at a clock on the school wall and saw that it was lunch. He needed lunch so he headed to the cafeteria.
He rushed since everything might be gone if he walked. Running through the hall and heading downstairs he bumped into some people, but paying no mind to that he continued to the cafeteria. When he finally reached down there he pushed the door open, heads, heads of students at the counter was all he could see. He needed to get through; he had an urge to get to the drama room. He couldn’t understand why he would want to rush there though. “Crap. Move all of you!” Pushing himself through people he finally ended up at the counter. He grabbed two sandwiches and looked at the lady behind the counter. “Lady, I’ll take these!” He raised his voice loud enough and she heard. Tomoya paid for them then headed out of the crowd. It was getting harder everyday just to get lunch. “Was it really worth it?” [/i] He thought that, but deep down he really wanted to eat lunch with her; since it seemed to be a routine now. He walked at a steady pace towards the drama room, in hopes of finding Furukawa there. Hopefully she thought of something to revive the club, being she’s the only member and all he could do was support her in her endeavor. A few minutes later as he finally reached the room, he took a breather. He opened the door and saw her there, sitting. He walked inside the room and headed in her direction. “Furukawa, any idea's on reviving this club?” He called out to her, before sitting in a chair with a nonchalant expression on his face. He decided to keep the silence as he started to eat his sandwich. It was peaceful, but that peace wouldn’t last long, Tomoya was sure of it. Hopefully they could make some progress today, with all the distractions bound to happen. [/color][/size][/blockquote]
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Post by sunohara on Oct 10, 2009 11:18:32 GMT -6
Dreaming~ Dreaming~ Soshite tobira ga~... "...nohara..."
"Sunohara!!"
Sunohara awoke with a lurch and looked around. He had been sleeping with his arms folded atop his desk and a nice pool of drool had puddled up on it. He didn't remember what time he had arrived at school, or anything afterward. Had he sleep-walked to school? He looked down just to make sure he wasn't actually in his pajamas or anything like that. He wasn't, so he let out a sigh of relief and put his head down again.
After a split second fingers grabbed his hair and jerked his head back upright.
"SUNOHARAAAAAA!!" his teacher screamed in his face. He let out a scream himself, and now he was wide awake.
"S-s-s-sensei... ohayou?" Sunohara tried, giving her a sleepy half-grin. A vein appeared in her forehead and she whacked his head against the desk.
"Awake yet?" the teacher asked, between gritted teeth.
"Uuuuu~" Sunohara moaned and rubbed at the red spot where his forehead had met the desk.
"Honestly, if it's gonna be like this don't even bother showing up to school. It's lunch time already, get out of my sight," the teacher growled. Sunohara jumped to his feet, saluted, and beat a hasty retreat. People these days just needed to take it easier. Maybe his teacher would be nicer if she took more naps during the day. He thought of suggesting that to her, but one look at her gorgon-like countenance and he decided against it.
Wait. If it was already lunch time, and no one was here... that meant...!!
Sunohara rushed to the cafeteria but, to his utter horror, all the bread was sold out. In fact everything was sold out. He looked, teary-eyed, at the lunch lady. She folded her arms and gave him a haughty look that said 'I dare you to ask if there's anything left.' Sunohara let out another whimper and left the cafeteria with head bowed low.
Okazaki! Sunohara had a sudden thought. Maybe Okazaki had managed to pick up something that he would share! Surely his best buddy in the whole world wouldn't let him go hungry. Now he just needed to find him... Oh yeah! He had mentioned something about hanging out with that drama club girl. Hehe, what a cutie~ Sunohara got a feline grin and sauntered toward the old part of the building, headed for the drama room. On his way he stopped at a vending machine and got himself a coffee. However the machine glitched and gave him strawberry milk instead. He stared at it in disappointment but took it along anyway.
He noticed that the door to the Drama Club Room was open, so he walked right in. Yep, as he thought Okazaki was there with the drama girl.
"Oh, Okazaki! Tell me you've got a morsel of bread for your best friend in the whole world!" Sunohara said, waving cheerily and hopefully to Tomoya. He also waved to Nagisa, with an even broader grin. Any activity that involved spending time with a cute girl like her was absolutely alright with him.
He remembered the strawberry milk in his pocket. It wasn't really the kind of thing a guy would drink, though he was hungry enough. But, in this situation... and it looked like Nagisa just had some bread for lunch... Sunohara turned to Nagisa and offered her the strawberry milk
"Ah, I brought you a... club-warming... present," he said, trying hard to think of an excuse for why he would randomly give her something. He hoped there was such a thing as a club-warming party. Same as a house-warming, right? Anyway it was the thought that counted... as if he hadn't just bought it accidentally.
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Post by whammy3 on Oct 10, 2009 13:23:48 GMT -6
As Nagisa finished her bread, the door opened and Tomoya entered the room.
”Good afternoon Okazaki-san,” Nagisa said, welcoming him to the room. Folding up her wrapper, she placed it off to the side and watched as he came over to her.
Keeping up with the straight-to-the-point attitude he seemed to have, Tomoya was rather quick to ask her if she had any ideas on how to revive the club. The thing was, she really didn’t have anything thought out, and she was rather embarrassed by the thought. She looked down at the table, her hands laying together neatly in her lap.
”I’m sorry, but I really couldn’t think of anything…” she said in a rather apologetic tone.
Just then someone else walked into the room. That blonde hair was unmistakable; it was Tomoya’s friend Sunohara. He seemed to be in a rather good mood as he was grinning at both of them rather largely. In fact, he seemed to be rather happy even though it sounded as if he hadn’t had any kind of lunch. Nagisa would have been glad to have shared hers, but he had arrived to late to do so as she had just finished when Tomoya arrived. However, Tomoya had brought a second thing of bread, so hopefully he’d be kind enough to let his friend have some.
”Good afternoon Sunohara-san.” she said, giving him a smile in response. He was in such a good mood while being hungry, the least he deserved was a good mood in response, even if she wasn’t up to it.
When he offered her the strawberry milk as a ‘club-warming’ present, she wasn’t really sure what to say. Was there such a thing as a club-warming to begin with? Besides, they really didn’t have much of a club at the moment. It was just her and them, and Okazaki did keep telling her that he was only helping, not joining. She really couldn’t accept the present if that was the case.
”Tha, thank you Sunohara-san, but I really can’t accept it. We’re not even sure if the club will be revived. I would rather you keep it than to waste the thought on a club that might fail.” she responded, handing him back the milk. Sure, some say it was rude to give back a gift, but she really didn’t feel she deserved it in the first place.
With everybody here, she tried to think of something they could do in order to bring attention to their efforts to revive the Drama Club. The Founder's Festival was almost here, so there probably wasn't anything they could do for that. Unless they could create an entire production in almost no time, there was no point doing anything for it. That didn't even take into the account for the need to advertise a play if they were to do one. Wait, advertise, maybe that's what they needed to do! If people knew the club was coming back, maybe someone would join.
"Okazaki-san, maybe we could make some flyers or something...." she mumbled off, not sure if he'd be paying attention as he dealt with his friend's bread issue. But that was more important anyway. She didn't want him to starve in return for his help after all.
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Post by okazakitomoya on Oct 11, 2009 17:13:34 GMT -6
Tomoya glanced over the room, thinking how he could help Furukawa revive this club. With her having no ideas, and him barely thinking of any, was not going to help them in the long run. He soon realized from this that he had to start thinking, it was inevitable. He started to bite into his sandwich, but as he was about to break the piece between his teeth he became lost in thought. A random thought it was as well. It was his dream he had earlier, maybe he could use Kyou and Kotome to his advantage and have them join. It was worth a shot at least. Furukawa needed members and some people were available, so to speak.
Tomoya was just about ready to eat his lunch, when speak of the devil Sunohara showed himself. He still continued the bite he placed in the sandwich only to act like he ignored Sunohara’s existence. He looked over at Furukawa, hoping she thought what he did. If they ignored him he would disappear, maybe. Tomoya then looked back at his blonde headed friend and sighed. “Oi, you have some nerve coming here asking for food.” To prove his dominance over his friend, Tomoya walked over to him and shoved his wrapper in his face while handing him the sandwich. He then walked back to the seat to finish his lunch.
Hopefully giving him his other sandwich shut him up for awhile. But it seemed that wasn’t the case. Sunohara then offered a gift to Furukawa. If he could do that much in handing milk as a gift, maybe he would join. Tomoya laughed to himself making sure no one heard. “Sunohara, you should join this club since you try so hard.” Hopefully he should get what he meant. Maybe it was too much for his brain to process. Tomoya really started to think after he said that. It could be true, but knowing Sunohara for three years now he would probably play it off. “By the way, shouldn’t you be trying to pick a fight with someone by now, girls in particular or the football club at your dorm, Sunohara?” He said knowing full well it would raise tension levels to the extreme. He rubbed the back of his head though as he continued his food.
Tomoya needed to start thinking about ideas for the club, so he focused on that. He couldn’t worry much about Sunohara’s response to what he said, since he probably knew what he would say. Suddenly the idea came across to him about making post-. Before he could finish Furukawa said something. The same thing he thought of suddenly. “Yea, flyers would work.” He said in a sort of upbeat tone. It was a good idea and hopefully it would gather members soon. “What do you want to put on them?”
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Post by sunohara on Oct 13, 2009 16:17:16 GMT -6
"Ohhh~ Okazaki! Thank you~!" Sunohara ignored the manner the food was given to him. Food was food after all, no matter how you got it. He immediately took to eating it. The milk was set aside, forgotten after Nagisa's utter rejection. Since he hadn't really put much thought into the gift or really meant it to be serious Sunohara let it go without it bothering him too much. Nagisa's rejection had been cute anyway, and now all Sunohara had to do was wait 'til the club really was re-established and then he could propose another 'club-warming gift'. Maybe a celebratory kiss! He'd tell her it was all the rage in America.
Grinning catlike over this thought he munched down on the sandwich happily until Okazaki made his comment about getting in a fight. Obviously this got Sunohara steamed.
"Oi! I'm just working on my moves for my day of reckoning against that rugby club!" Sunohara exclaimed. To demonstrate he threw a few mock punches in the air with terrible boxing form. Being the happy-go-lucky guy he was, though, he was quick to switch moods and he gave Nagisa a glance.
"Besides, in this world love is more important than fighting, right Nagisa-chyan?" he said, giving her a hopeful grin and coming off as very, very creepy.
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Post by whammy3 on Oct 14, 2009 17:54:10 GMT -6
Nagisa sat quietly as Tomoya and Sunohara had their little chat about the food. She was going to protest about the rather rude manner that Tomoya had given the sandwich to Sunohara, but he seemed to be rather unfazed by it all and just thanked his friend. Nagisa simply smiled at them, glad to see that the two of them were getting along. It was odd, but whenever she saw them they seemed to pick on the other one quite often. Maybe that was just the way the two of them showed they actually cared for the other; through playful teasing.
When Tomoya brought up the suggestion that Sunohara join the club, Nagisa looked over to him to see his response. She wouldn’t mind at all if he joined the club. While he was a bit odd and rough at times, she thought that deep down he was a really caring person. Plus, with all that energy he’d be able to compensate for her lack of it. She had really never seen someone with so much energy inside them.
”I’m sure you’d make a great actor Sunohara-san.” she added in.
Nagisa was rather horrified when Tomoya brought up the suggestion that Sunohara should be picking a fight. While she had heard these two were ‘delinquents’, she really couldn’t see them actually getting involved in such things. Or at least she didn’t think that Tomoya would be so quick to push his friend into a fight, especially against the rugby team (she didn’t the girl part). They were big and tough; Sunohara could really get hurt fighting them.
”Okazaki-san, you really shouldn’t encourage your friends to fight, especially against something like the rugby team!” she worriedly yelled out as she jumped out of her seat. She stood there for a second, and then realized what she had just done. Embarrassed, she slid back into her seat and just went back to listening. She was very relieved when she heard Sunohara mention that he thought love was more important than fighting. At least he wasn’t one of those people obsessed with fighting.
”I think so too.” she said, completely ignoring the creep-factor of Sunohara’s grin. She was just relieved to find he wasn’t someone who lived to fight.
Her attention brought back to the club when Tomoya asked her what she thought they should put on them. Could she really put anything that she wanted on the flyer? If that was the case, Nagisa knew exactly what it was what she wanted to put on there…outside of club information of course.
”I know exactly what to put on it!” she cheerfully said as she got up. Looking around for a moment, she spotted some art supplies. She dug out a piece of paper and a marker, and the cheerfully began to draw. If the two guys listened, they would be able to hear her quietly singing “Dango, Dango, Dango, Dango..”, the opening to her favorite song.
In about a minute she was done (it was just a rough draft after all), and she turned around to show off her work. She was happy as could be as she did so. All over the paper were circles with eyes, some of them having little marks on them to represent wrinkles or blushing.
”It’s the Big Dango Family!” she proudly proclaimed.
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Post by okazakitomoya on Oct 23, 2009 8:30:47 GMT -6
Tomoya felt a bit relaxed after he gave Sunohara the sandwich. He had a plan for it, however, if it meant to help feed a friend he would let it slide. He sighed as he stayed silent for the moment not knowing if he should add his input. He finished his lunch while staying quiet. Tomoya then looked forward at Furukawa. She defended him in a way. Tomoya knew she saw his crazy antics as well, so why? It made him mind boggled and he raised his hand to scratch the back of his head. “Furukawa, you shouldn’t defend him so much, he will take it the wrong way.” He laughed a bit after saying that, just a slight chuckle though.
He suddenly started to stretch after feeling so cramped up sitting down. Barely twenty minutes passed as they sat in the club room. He wondered on whom else would show unexpectedly, and he didn’t want to hear Sunohara go on about love, when he’s unpopular with most girls. Instead of focusing on that he went back to Furukawa and the poster. Dango family, what’s that? This is what she decided to put on it. He couldn’t just blatantly say no, since it is hers afterall. “The Dango family, are you sure you want to put that on it?” He was a bit worried, but more confused at the same time as he put more thought into what they were.
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Post by sunohara on Oct 26, 2009 17:30:24 GMT -6
"Dango Daikazoku?" Sunohara tilted his head and looked at the image Nagisa was making up. He thought for a minute, then a light bulb clicked in his head and he nudged Tomoya. "Ahh it's that, it's that. Way back when we were kids, remember? It used to be on TV all the time, and they had plushies and stuff. All the girls got cellphone straps of them too. I didn't think anyone was still into that stuff, it's a dead trend now," Sunohara explained, scratching his chin. He then looked to Nagisa. "You're still into that? I didn't think anyone was anymore..." It was slightly cute, but rather strange. If Nagisa was more of a childish type Sunohara could have understood her liking a craze that had been around when they were all kids, but she didn't seem like that type. Weird. "A girl your age should have more topical role models, like maybe Strike Witches or Spice and Wolf..." Sunohara suggested, again leering creepily at Nagisa.
((OOC Note: Strike Witches is an anime involving girls who, due to various reasons, do not wear pants. Spice and Wolf is a little more sophisticated, probably too much so for Sunohara, but it involves a wolf goddess girl who is naked through several parts of the show including the opening which may be all Sunohara ever watches... Anyway he's suggesting Nagisa take more after anime characters who wear less clothes and act cuter. Tomoya would probably get the references, Nagisa probably not.))
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Post by whammy3 on Oct 26, 2009 19:42:15 GMT -6
”How would he take it the wrong way?” Nagisa asked (yes, she can be that dense at times).
She didn’t see any problem with it. All she had done was simple advise Tomoya to not be so eager to put his friend in harm. How could someone possibly interpret that in any ‘wrong way’ whatsoever? She didn’t expect any kind of explanation from him, or Sunohara. She thought about asking Sunohara about it, but then decided not to. It probably wasn’t something she should ask about; it wasn’t really important, and she had this nagging feeling she didn’t want to know what it was all about. So instead, she focused on her drawing.
When it was finished, she stood proudly displaying it. However, once Tomoya began to comment on it her smile turned to confusion. Was something wrong with the Big Dango Family? They were adorable, and if they could get this colored it would be such an eye-catching poster, and they were so adorable too. Everybody would see it, and hopefully be able to notice that the Drama Club was starting back up. So really, what could have gone wrong with it all?
”Yes, I’m sure I want to put it on…” she said, though her voice betrayed her hesitations about it.
Sunohara popped in with his own opinion, and it was in line with Tomoya’s. He apparently remembered it more than Tomoya did, even naming off some of the merchandise (which Nagisa didn’t own…mostly).
”I’m still into it. I think they’re absolutely cute…” she replied, not wanting to go into the bigger reasons about her love of them just yet. Unlike Tomoya, Sunohara had more to say than a statement of confusion. He mentioned some ‘topical role models’…of things she never even heard of. What in the world was “Strike Witches” or “Spice and Wolf”?
”Uhm, maybe I’ll take a look at those later…” she replied, not really sure what she should say in response to the statement.
Now in an awkward moment, Nagisa struggled to find something to say. Looking at the poster, and then back up the boys, she wasn’t sure what to do next. Was there anything else she needed to do to it? She had the name of the club, room number, what else did she need? Nervous, she started to whisper ”Anpan” to herself as a little courage booster before facing down the two of them again.
”So, do you think there is anything else I should put on the poster?”
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Post by okazakitomoya on Oct 29, 2009 12:13:56 GMT -6
ooc: I've never even heard of those two shows, seriously. I can’t relate to that part.
Tomoya was in a dazed state of mind, not worrying about anything at the moment. It wasn't often he was like this unless he was bored or just ignoring someone. He didn't know what to do and all he thought about was what Nagisa wanted to do. As he was out of it, rain started to pour and suddenly the skies dimmed down. He glanced over at the window and just watched in mere silence, nothing could bother him or him bother it.
He had to return to reality, he glanced over at Sunohara hearing his best friend started talking about the ‘Dango Family’. He found it erring that he spoke as if he had collected stuff like that. But, nevertheless Sunohara was weird that way. “Oi Sunohara, you seem to have some knowledge about this stuff. Maybe we can go buy some next time.” A smirked rose to the corner of his face, sarcasm in the tone of his voice, and he made a fist sticking up his thumb, the thumbs up sign. A few seconds later he lowered his hand and his smirk subsided. It was always good to hit him with a low blow, but he knew what he said was lacking a bit of the oomph it usually had.
Tomoya then heard what Sunohara said and it made him wonder. He couldn’t make a comment about it, and instead just listened to the converse on that topic. Later, when Furukawa brought up the posters once more he made sure to agree with her in whatever she wants, unless it was totally ridiculous. “You should go ahead with putting the dango on it. With that finished it should be fine.” He went on with that decision in mind till he remembered something. “Oh yea, maybe you should add someone cute to the poster.” He had nothing else and didn't want to state the obvious to her. Hopefully Sunohara knew what he meant and she realized it.
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Post by sunohara on Oct 30, 2009 20:44:21 GMT -6
Sunohara flushed at Tomoya's hinting that he would persue such a childish trend as the Dango Daikazoku.
"My sister was into it for a while, that's why I know..." he murmured, trying to protect his manliness. He was unsurprised when Tomoya and Nagisa both missed his references to questionable anime, though he had almost wished Nagisa would have known what they were. He had only known her for less than a day and he was already realizing how much fun she was to flirt with. Plus she wasn't the type to out and out reject his sly advances, so he just kept piling it on. Who knows? Maybe familiarity would become fondness sometime down the road.
Tomoya's comment about putting someone cute on the poster proved to be the inspiration, and Sunohara seized on it instantly.
"Hey that's an idea! Make sure to put down about the club having a super-cute club president. And then when you put up the posters go in like a catgirl costume or maid outfit or something like that. Man if you did something like that guys would be lining up in the hall trying to get into the club!"
He grinned and flashed Tomoya a thumbs-up. "Nice idea!"
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Post by whammy3 on Oct 31, 2009 14:15:18 GMT -6
So, Sunohara had known all of that Dango Daikazoku stuff because his sister was into it? Wait, he had a sister? Nagisa had never seen her, so she must have been much younger than them. One of these days she was going to have to try and meet her. Sunohara was a nice boy, so hopefully she was nice as well. Besides, if she had all that Dango stuff, maybe they could swap or tell stories about them? Nagisa always kept an eye out for Dango Daikazoku memorabilia that she could find. Sadly, the craze had passed, so it was a bit hard to find anything for it.
”I didn’t know you had a sister Sunohara. I’d love to meet her one of these days. Maybe we join you and Tomoya in buying stuff for it” she replied with a smile. She was oblivious to the sarcasm in Tomoya’s voice when he suggested buying stuff.
Turning back to the poster, Nagisa listened as Tomoya made his suggestions. He seemed all right with keeping the dangos on it, and if that was the case she was going to keep them on. Besides, the little guys and gals hadn’t done anything to harm anybody, so there was nothing wrong with them being on in the first place. His suggestion about putting somebody cute on the poster, however, threw her off. She tilted her head in confusion, waiting for more explanation. (Un)lucky for her, that explanation came from Sunohara.
Following his instructions, she was just about to put something about a super-cute club president…till he said “you”, followed by stuff about catgirl costume and maid outfits. Was she the ‘super-cute club president’? That had to be a mistake of some sort. She wasn’t overly cute at all, and she wasn’t going to go wearing around a catgirl costume or anything like that either. The boys wouldn’t be lining the halls trying to get into the club just for her, would they? Wait, that didn’t really matter. She didn’t want people joining the club because of her; she wanted them to join because they liked the theatre.
”You can’t be serious Sunohara-san. I, I’m not that cute. Besides, I don’t want people coming here just for that sort of thing anyway. An, anyway, I think Tomoya might be better suited to be president.”
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Post by okazakitomoya on Nov 17, 2009 3:49:27 GMT -6
Tomoya suddenly felt a little irk of sickness. How? Just how did they end up speaking so much about ‘Dango’s’? It was kind of mind boggling, even if he never showed any signs of interest on his face. He had the thought of making a set for her if she had full intent on using them though. When Sunohara brought up his sister not even he knew her. He had a few seconds thinking on how she might look… It was as if Sunohara kept on duplicating. “Blaming a sister for your hobbies, I’ve thought you well.” He said with a little chuckle and giving him thumbs-up sign.
When Furukawa spoke it seemed she was totally clueless to his sarcasm. Most jokes won’t work with her around. [/i] He thought quickly as he tried to think of something to level out the ignorance; on her part. “Um Furukawa, I didn’t insist on going shopping with him. It was sarcasm on my part.” He just held his head as he told her this. But yea he seconds her on wanting to see the second Sunohara. It would be quite interesting if she was anything like her brother. Hopefully she wasn’t, it would have been too easy to joke on them if they were. By time Tomoya mentioned his little suggestion Sunohara went off the handle. He wasn’t to sure if it would have been a good idea, but of she wore something for a play she wanted to make it can. This is a drama club after all; well a dead one currently. He did think Sunohara’s idea was a little too far though, if it was a maid café or even a hostess club those would be appropriate. Not even seconds after Tomoya saw his friend’s thumbs-up. Should he leave him hanging? That would have been the best thing to do but out of doing it earlier he did it. “You will be the death of me one of these days, friend.” He wanted to choke since he did that. He lowered his hand and heard what Furukawa said… Him president, her not being cute, her not want people to come for that reason. Only one thing she said made sense; not wanting them to come and be misled. She was very cute, maybe self conscious on her part, he thought. “You not being cute won’t be a problem because you’re very cute. I understand you not wanting to follow Sunohara’s idea though.” But, his biggest problem was when she stated him being president. That was his cue to leave and drop all of this; well just leave for the day. He didn't like being in clubs after his accident, and it would have been even more trouble running one. He stood from his chair and headed for the door.[/color][/blockquote][/size]
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