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The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

Awhhhhh. :/

Seeking Women |18+ ages| always accepting.

If this isn't too full, I'd like to try either the HusbandxWife's Best Friend, ProfessorxStudent, or Best FriendxBest Friend.

But I'm open to any of the other ideas, as well.

Hope it works! :D

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

A still damp Kyakona abruptly stopped her continued rant at Eiko as she was quite litterally grabbed, lifted, and set back down in front of the client by the drowsy President.

"Oh! Y-yes, sir!" She gave a bubbly salute to Yuzurua before turning her attention to the girl, grabbing her hand and dragging bringing her to a better spot to talk than in the way if the door.

"So, what does this painting of yours look like??"

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

Kyakona opened her mouth to speak when she jumped in surprise, becoming drenched in water. Her bangs covered her face almost completely, only her quivering mouth was visible.

An usually silent and dark aura surrounded her as she showly started shivering, her hands clenching into fists as she slowly grew from happy and cheerful do demonic and pretty much deadly.

She had spent so long on her perfect pigtails, damnit.

"Y-you...got..." she took a pause, finally snapping and turning her creepily calm voice into a near-hell-shriek. "YOU GOT ME WET YOU ASSHOLE-" She suddenly stopped short as she heard the door open. Right as she was about to kill Eiko, a client walked in, making her drop back down from a few feet in the air and instantly return to her gleeful state, skipping over to glomp the blonde girl.

"Hello there!! Welcome to the Handyman's Club!!!"

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

Kyakona squinted as she spit out some of Hotaru's stray sparkles, flailing around and trying to catch a few before turning and pouncing on the modele-worthy young lady.

"Takano-san!! Dono yō ni kono hare no hidesu?!" She excitedly asked her how she was, clinging to the poor soul and practically screaming at her in Japanese. Bright brown eyes stared intently at Hotaru, almost creepily waiting for her answer.

Seeking Women |18+ ages| always accepting.

If you're still open, I'd like to try the HusbandxWife's Best Friend RP! :D

[High-Casual to Advanced] Male looking for a woman. Ever been on a cruise before?

This is really interesting, and quite detailed. It really caught my interest and struck a chord I didn't know I had. x3

Is this still open for interest? I saw on the links up above that you were full...?

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

Kyakona gasped at Yuzuru's sudden awakening, flailing a bit before returning her cliche embrace.

She was happy that somebody else had finally woken from there awkward silence, and was even happier that it was the Club Leader. Because when it was Club Leader, Kyakona got to use all of her wonderful names for Yuzuru.

"Hello Captain! I apologize for not being here recently, I had urgent buisness concerning the outer walls!" She greeted, bouncing in her uncontrollable enegery, her eyes following Her Highness' moving hand.

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

Kyakona smiled back at him, pulling off his blindfold and handing him her squirt gun. The trust exercise had gone well, in her mind, and she returned Angelo's peace sign.

She then turned to the other club members, her expression innocent and curious as she stood there. Her and Angelo were the only ones alive, it seemed, which made Kya a little upset, since nobody else had said hello to her.

Walking over to each one, she began poking and prodding them. Bouncing around cheerfully while chanting, "Are you alive? Are you alive? What about you, are you alive?

The Trials and Misadventures of a High School Club

With a squeak, Kya gripped her squirt gun in her small hands and pointed it at Angelo's chest, still not really understanding how this trust exercise worked. She blinked from under her blindfold and kept her hands steady, praying to multiple religious gods that he wouldn't shoot her and soil her shirt, which just happened to be white.