[b][u]Katsuro Sakuma | Performing.....ugh, Shakespeare[/b][/u]

Katsuro wrote his name down on the auditioning paper and decided to get ready. He remembered he still had that flier stuffed in his back pocket. He took it out and read the lines over once again. Unlike some people that seemed to be extremely nervous, Katsuro had googled the lines ahead of time and already found all sorts of information on what they were doing here, and at least felt he knew what he was getting into. Katsuro wasn't sure what to make of the club launching into the super pretentious stuff right off the bat. If this was a sign of things to come, he was going to have limited opportunities to have fun with this thing. On the other hand, maybe Shakespeare was just their go-to auditioning bit and they weren't going to focus on it too much.

So Katsuro had a dilemma; he did not know whether he should try and deliver the lines seriously, or horse around with the audition for a laugh. He probably wouldn't get into the club if he just dicked around here, but any club that took itself too seriously usually wasn't worth getting involved in. Yet again was Katsuro Sakuma faced with a terrifying choice between two clearly divisive extremes.