Showtime stared at the door almost intensely, waiting for his first visitor. The room was clean and everything was neat, surprisingly. He'd spent more hours than he expected on it. It seemed quite surreal to him as it didn't match his other clubs in the slightest. They were more shiny metal, loud music, and strobe lighting and this place was more 'coffee shop you'd visit on a first date'. He wanted it to be more calming for people who needed some time away from extreme lives but if anyone wanted a party, he would direct them to his other establishments.
Showtime's wings fluttered nervously as he waited, the rest of him almost completely unmoving.
A creature of marginally comprehensible form waltzes into the room nonchalantly. It stands on two feet like a human, but covered completely in course dark gray fur. It was quite tall, just shy above seven feet. It dons a deep purple suit with gold accents that gleam softly while it waltzes carefully yet wildly around the room with its eyes closed and face serene. Its coat tails and dark purple hair sway delicately against its movements as it goes back and forth to a music only it can hear. Suddenly, the scent of some unfamiliar creature was made evident. It opens its eyes to see a whole new scene and person to accompany it. It gasps loudly in surprise.
"Oh! Why, hello there!" It takes a step closer to the person and stares at him with awe and wonder. "My apologies for the intrusion! I didn't see where it was going and I guess I ended up here." It looks at him with excitement tracing its glittering purple eyes. "What does your name happen to be?"
"Oh! Hello!" Showtime said, seemingly jolted out of a daze. His wings shot open in surprise and he had to lunge sideways to catch a mug he knocked off a small table. "My apologies, I'm not usually this tense. I just had a funny run in with my senior this morning- and I'm rambling, nevermind." The young man ran his hands through his hair. His mismatched eyes seemed to phase from blue to green and the other from green to yellow. The blue-to-green eye was large with a slit pupil much like a startled cat and the green-to-yellow was small with a kite shaped pupil. They were most confusing. Even Showtime himself had no clue as to why.
"My name is Showtime! Make yourself comfortable!" He gestured around the room. "May I ask for your name?"
She lifts her head up in surprise. "Oh riiiight. I need that. Okay um…" She tilts her head down and places a hand on her chin. She props her other hand on her hip and hums softly in contemplation to herself. "How about…. no…. maybe… no no…. ah ha! Call me, "Vaughan." She smiles softly as her eyes twinkle silently. She observes Showtimes wings with much interest and marvels at his heterochromatic eyes. "Wow… what are you? You look amazing…." She brings her eyes close to his and stares at them with intense fascination. Her smile remains light and jovial.
"Why thank you!" Showtime did a short twirl. "I can tell you what I am if you promise not to share it on the Internet. There are many forums trying to figure it out. Top vote this month I think was vampire or trickster god." He looked her up and down. "And may I inquire what you are?"
A female with black pigtails, an black and metallic green clown make up on her face black as the void in space for her lipstick, her eyes pitch black as coal, though they have some sort of shine off of one of them almost as if they weren't an eye at all. she hid in the back corner with some soft giggles to herself as she watched them.
A young girl, aged nine at the oldest, skipped through the door. Freckles dotted her cheeks, and her large, pink eyes glistened with excitement. Her hair was mostly white and in a bob, striped with pink, and with pink buns atop her head. Her dress matched, with a pink bodice and a pink-and-white striped skirt. The dress's sleeves were short and puffy, with pink-and-white spikes protruding from the front and back of each sleeve. She wore white stockings with frills at the top, and pink mary janes.
"Hello!" The girl beamed at the others in the room, looking from face to face.
Showtime flinched intensely as he heard the laughing behind him. He turned to look at the girl in the corner, and took a moment before he spoke. "How long have you been there?" His voice broke midsentence.
He swung back around to face the small girl. "And hello, small pink and white person!" He gestured around the room, "Make yourselves comfy! I am Showtime, I am the owner of this establishment. What brings everyone here?"
"Oh my goodness!" Vaughan could barely contain her excitement at the plethora of new faces that conveniently allows her to disregard Showtime's question. She claps her hand next to her right cheek with a huge smile stretched across her face, unintentionally showing off sharp, white teeth. "What darling little faces! How wonderful to have more guests to meet and greet!" She hoists her self up and sits herself on top of the small table Showtime was seated at. She crosses her left leg over her right and steeples her claws above her knee as she looks at the little girl adorned in pink. "May I ask for your name, little one?"
The girl nodded, grinning back up at the others. "My name's Peppermint! I like your teeth! They're just like my Big Br-" She clamped her hands over her mouth before finishing her sentence. "I'm not allowed to say that!" Peppermint giggled before turning towards the winged person. "I got bored of living on Cocoa Island. So I left and went to explore the world like Mama does! Don't tell Big Sis Pudding though, she'll be mad." The girl giggled again, clapping her hands together in delight.
"I like your wings! And- ooh! Your eyes, too! That one looks like a cat! Oh, and I forgot! I'm also hunting down Big Sis Pudding's fiance, too! We finally got a hold of him, Big Sis Chiffon's husband made sure of that. But then the bastard's friends came and they got away! Can you believe it?" Peppermint huffed at that, her grin turning into a pout. "I can't believe it. He said he loved Big Sis Pudding. Then he just left! I hate him!"
Anzai was a being with facial features described as neither feminine nor masculine, although she was often mistaken for a man due to the fact that her figure was more masculine,’ as well as wearing ‘clothing suited for a man.’ Not that she would ever care, though. She wasn’t much for caring about what others thought of her - gender wise, at least.
She was a figure with fair toned skin, and a body mostly clad in a grape coloured suit, of which had imperial red undertones to it. A cap placed neatly on her head could hide her eyes most of the time, revealing them only if she adjusted it or if you looked at her from the correct angle. Although her suit was not the only thing she wore - she sported an indigo coat over top of it all, left open. The coat itself was long.
What was revealed from her facial features were her scars, of which were long. One began at the chin, going up vertically, and stopping just below her left eye. The other was horizontal and went across her nose, and the final was just a small one, the lower left side of her face. All scars were faint, either not being that deep, or being very old scars. Finally, her rough hair, which wasn’t very much - just going down below her ears, was brown, a darker shade of it. It was brushed just enough to not be that messy. She seemed to have enough of it to place it in a small ponytail. A very - emphasis on very - small one.
Entering the room in a proud stride, she took a moment to view each and every one that was within the room so far. Her cap hid her eyes, yet a smile was planted upon her features. A smile that did not reveal her teeth - just a light, casual one. She carries what looks to be a briefcase in her left hand.
After the brief pause, Anzai makes her way further into the room, stopping once she was a bit closer to the people. “Greetings!”
"Hello!" Showtime purred, so happy that people were arriving, he allowed himself a colour change. His eyes turned from yellow and green to blue and pink. 'There. Much more alive' He thought. "You're very well dressed," He noted about the newcomer. "And what might you be called?"
Showtime took a moment to compare himself to the others in the room. He knew he shouldn't, but, nervous habit he supposed. Everyone had at least one colour about them, Showtime was wearing all black with black hair and black wings. But he could change that, easy. He was the only male currently there. He ran fingers through his hair and let it flop back forwards. That could change easy too-
He had been zoned out for several seconds when he realised he had been being too formal and could just be himself. These weren't superiors, these were new friends.
Peppermint gasped as the man's eyes changed color. "They changed!" She exclaimed, her own eyes wide with delight. The girl gasped again, and her hands flew up to her hair, fiddling with one of her buns. She pulled… what appeared to be a small candy out of her hair, marbled pink and blue with a transparent wrapper. "Here! It looks like your eyes!" She grinned as she held the candy out, bouncing with excitement.
Showtime jumped as the girl shouted, snapping back into reality. "Oh! Yeah, they can do that." The girls excitement made him smile, a proper one, with teeth and closed eyes. He took the candy from her with a thankful nod and examined it. "I guess you're right! I can't see my own eyes but I'd assume they're pink and blue."
“Anzai Omdahl, at your service.” She dipped her head in greeting, casting her eyes around the room again. She briefly tilted her head up - for a moment, two blue eyes were visible, but when she lowered her head again they’d be covered by her cap once more.
“I like to have a sense of style, in which case might translate to being well dressed, I suppose. Set off some sort of impression, y’know?”
"Um excuse me?" Rycca says as she steps through the front door, gently pushing it open, "I got lost and ya now, I heard voices, so I thought I'd check it out…" She says before actually taking in the full room of different creatures. She stared at the group, very hesitant as she stepped in and quietly closed the door. "Oh" She said, "am I interrupting something?"
