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Anime Club!

Anri had just finished his last class for the day. One of his dad's requested classes. A few of the girls talked to him after class. It wasn't bad that they wanted to talk to him. Not in the least. He still liked women after all, despite how naturally feminine he looked. "Oh, would you all look at the time." He pointed to a clock on the wall. "I'm sorry, but I must leave. I have somewhere to be." The few girls waved Anri goodbye and went their own ways.

"Alright." He said as the girls walked away. "Now then, where was this Anime Club at again?" That's right, he was joining an Anime Club. Anri was hoping he wouldn't be the odd man out there though, seeing as he mostly had to hope on the goodwill of others to watch DVD's or read manga. It wasn't exactly something his dad approved of though his mother had a much more. . . Outlandish personality. Things his father didn't like, his mother would encourage because she could and no other reason. That was about as far as his father would go on those subjects. Anime and manga tended to be one of those things.

Still it was getting to be about time for the Anime Club. It was about 2:53 and he still had to make his way to the club. In fact, he didn't know exactly where it was. Just it's general location, so when he did find it eventually, he thought he would be a little late. He entered the door a little cautiously, "Hello. . ." As he entered, he noticed that one of people inside was handing the others a piece of paper. The one handing over the piece of paper. . . Well, he didn't have quite the friendliest face Anri had ever seen. The other two. . . One was a foreigner with blonde hair. Really, it was just that he had blonde hair that made Anri assume so. He couldn't really see the guy's face to say otherwise. The last person, the lone girl among them, was rather cute. "I was looking for the anime club, was this the right room?" He asked with a smile, hoping he had the right place.

Anime Club!

Yea, it'll be a bit before I can post today. Doing a bit of running around. I'll get to posting when I can.

Anime Club!

Tosui said
Sounds good! @Midori When you finish up your CS feel free to post IC.

How's Anri look?

Anime Club!

I posted on the Interest Check so I hope I'm not invading here too much. . .
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Name: Anri Fujiwara

Age: 19

Appearance:

Appearance

Appearance details: May have a feminine appearance but is actually a male.

Height: 5’7”

Background -

Hometown: Kyoto

Major: Theatre

Hobbies: Dance, Creating Cosplay (sewing and designing from scratch), Acting, Occasionally Cross-dressing. . .

Part-time job:

Back story:

In Kyoto where he was born, Anri’s father runs a Kabuki theatre. Kabuki, is a form of theatre where all the roles are played by males, therefore, when he was given a son, he was overjoyed. His child would be able to follow in his footsteps. It takes a certain type of man, to be able to play a woman’s role effectively and he hoped that his son would be that type of man. . . Fairly feminine. For those hopes of his, he passed on the name Anri which he felt recently was a more feminine name even if it was unisex.

His father was happy though. Glad to have his hopes fulfilled, he moulded his son to fill an Onnagata role. As an impressionable child, he was happy to do so. Schoolchildren on the other hand, were not so happy with him. They found him too feminine to be a man which made he an outcast for some of his first years of school. He stayed at it however, despite the opinions of his peers and eventually it didn’t matter as everyone forgot about it.

In Middle School it really didn’t matter as most of the people that made him an outcast went to different schools. Some of the others that followed along with the “leader” kids apologized early on in the year and Anri accepted them. Meanwhile, in his practice with his father, his skills improved. He also practiced his voice with some of the other actors to control a more masculine voice or feminine voice on command.

In High School, he had been “taught” most of what could be taught and was put on stage. Many had described his performance as “beautiful” others simply said it was “good”. Regardless, Anri was happy. Still, he had free time now. He asked around a few of his friends and they introduced him to this new-fangled thing called “anime” and “manga”. If nothing else, he appreciated the pictures to them and wished he could do some much as that. As much as he tried, he found he didn’t have the talent to do so.

During high school, he joined a crafts club to learn how to make outfits. He was interested in cosplay, after all. Unbeknownst to him however, the girls in the Crafts Club had a plan for him. They practically forced female clothes and costumes on him. He was more irritated than angry though. Somehow, he ended up crossplaying more than cosplayed. . . The odd thing was it seemed to work well. He liked the attention. . .

Toward the end of high school he decided that he wanted to study other types of theatre, like western theatre. Kabuki was all he knew after all. Hesitatingly, his father agreed to let him go to college in order to study more, on the grounds that he also study a few other specific things as well. Slightly confused, Anri agreed to his father’s terms and went.

RWBY: Deep Blue

Henzukaya said
Thats not the initiation, thats the opening ceremony/speech. The initiation is tomorrow. But whatever. Roll with it

You can just flash forward us there if need be.

Anime Club!

I guess I might be in? If I can actually figure out a character I'm up for it.

RWBY: Deep Blue

Francesca looked over Schwarz's Swansong. It was interesting, and not something she would probably ever use herself. Nor raw dust either. It was opposite her style over all. But again, it was interesting, not that she could use it effectively anyhow. "Treasure it."

Not that she had anything else to say, some strange boy showed up and spoke. "Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?" She didn't see him coming. Really, she didn't even notice him coming. That just showed she needed to train herself more. Still, this guy just randomly jumped into their conversation. It made her want to turn her blades on him but. . . That wouldn't be a good idea. She was smart enough not to harm another like this.

"We were." Francesca answered hesitantly. She didn't really like that this guy came out of nowhere. Mostly, he just seemed annoying. Her eyes looked at this person coldly for a little bit before looking away, letting her acquaintance finish that bit.

RWBY: Deep Blue

I like colors. But, I'm almost worried about that XD

RWBY: Deep Blue

"Schwarz Nacht." Francesca repeated the girl's name. Then her eyes followed Schwarz's to one of her weapons. This one just so happened to be Bulletedge. "Indeed I did. It's name is Bulletedge. Bullet," She put her finger on the trigger part of the weapon and made it transform into it's other form. " for it's gun form. Edge for the sword." She turned it back to it's sword form and kept her eyes on Schwarz as she put it back. She was glad to be able to do that at least. "What about--"

She was going to ask about her weapon but was interrupted by someone being chased by a bunch of small birds that caught both her's and Schwarz's attention. The chicks could grow up to be something tasty in the future, which reminded Francesca, she was actually a bit hungry. "Deploy Flares!" Schwarz yelled right next to her. Following the girls hand gestures, Francesca noted the other girl pointing to her pocket. She wasn't sure of the meaning, nor did she particularly care.

Then Schwarz pulled a pocket watch out as that mess of a chase went away. Francesca really hasn't seen a pocket watch since her father. . . "Say, it's almost 12, the headmaster's speech isn't until 14." Schwarz shrugged, "Do you feel like finding out what the school's cooks are worth?"

Francesca was hungry so there wasn't much room to disagree now. She moved a longer stray hair out of her face as she replied. "I suppose we could. I'm hungry now after all." After looking around a little she then asked, "Do you know where the cafeteria is?" As if someone who had been there about the same amount of time as her would know where everything was. Perhaps there was a map or directory of some sort. None she could see.

RWBY: Deep Blue

Yea, that's probably not going to fly. . .