hey! i think you're really cool, i like you a lot! we should hang out or something

[ciao]

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HOW IT WORKS:

► STEP 1 | Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting; alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need 'em!
► STEP 2 | Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether you're just voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3 | Post this all over your plurk and get people to join in on this jolly good fun. Don't forget: it's mandatory.

copypasta as per usual

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There are multiple ways to use this post:

• PLAYERS IN GAME: post who you'd like to play next round or who you're unsure of playing, and then let other people auction your soul off at an affordable price gently push you into the direction of actually apping them come the new app cycle (concrete details later on that).
• OR YOU COULD: Ask for castmates, be you in a cast or a lone canon warrior. Think of it like a kind of in game ATP ad.
• IF YOU DON'T EVEN GO HERE: You might want to? If you do, feel free to post with your account, a picture, whatever you want and let us take you under our wing so you can be a part of our large, rowdy family.
  
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Comments

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[sadomiya]

[Some would say he hated nice things, and they wouldn't be entirely wrong. However, Hanamiya did enjoy nice girls. Not the sort who went running to help every injured animal or homeless trash on the side of the road, but the sort who listened to whatever a guy said. Idiots. Those girls were his favorite.

He certainly hadn't found himself a part time job. Nor was he wandering; Makoto had a very specific goal. Destructive impulses, test of intellect, or simple boredom - call it whatever - Hanamiya was acting on the urges that drove him every day.

Stepping into the bakery, he gave the girl behind the counter a polite smile tinged with shyness. He would return whatever greeting she gave him before approaching the display and peering down with incredibly feigned interest at the contents.] Do you have any cinnamon rolls? [Whether or not he saw them therein, the question would be asked. Either he was an cute lost boy who needed help, or a customer making a special request. Both of which gave her ample opportunity to show him how willing she was to bend to him.]

[fujoshii]

Good afternoon!

[the boy who walked into the shop looked nice enough, although his question gave her pause. did they have cinnamon rolls? she usually worked in the afternoon and closed up the shop in the evening, so she wasn't very familiar with what they served during the morning hours. but she remembers the smell of cinnamon wafting through the store when she comes in, so surely they have something like that.]

Ah, I think the cinnamon rolls are part of our breakfast menu, but I can check in the back to see if we still have any, if you'd like.