Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140519215314/@comment-24304510-20140520032128

As the first-years finally concluded their introductions, the time for club leaders to make their speeches had finally arrived. Their order had been picked at random, and Drama Club was first. In the back of the room, a male student grinned as he stopped leaning back in his chair and walked briskly down the aisle, his hanging-open uniform jacket flapping in the small breeze coming from the auditorium windows. Reaching the podium, the black-haired lad coughed a bit to clear his throat, then began his speech.

"Hey there, freshmen! My name's Shirakawa Kire, but you can just call me 'Spahku'. I'm the president of Osaka Gakuin #42's Drama Club, and we're always recruiting! We put on four plays every year, one at the end of each semester, and one during the Cultural Festival. Not good with memorizing lines? We've got bit parts. Stage fright? We need stagehands. Every single person who joins Drama Club will need to work hard to make our productions a huge hit."

A gleam shone in Kire's eyes as his "Ideas Mode" started to act up. "I've already lobbied the school board for an increase in our Pyrotechnics budget. I'm thinking Richard III with real burning castles! And our main lead needs to have a tube grafted into their stomach so they can get stabbed onstage...wait, what? Hey! I'm not done with my spee-" As he had been talking, the principal had quickly come onstage and herded him off, to good-natured catcalls from the upperclassmen who knew of his reputation.