The TokioHotel RPG

"Yep," Zanna replied as she paid the taxi driver.

They entered the resteraunt and a waiter immediately escorted them to their seats.

Soft music played in the background. A few couples sat around them, quiet, but other than that the cafe was mainly quiet.

"Good evening," the waiter said, relieved at the small crowd. "I am Marc. Any drink orders?"

"I'll have a diet Coke," Monica quickly replied, and looked at her menu.

"I'll take Coke." Zanna replied to the waiter, and she looked back down into her menu.

Monica coughed uncomfortably. "So, where do you come from?"

She looked up at Monica as the waiter left to get the drinks. "Well, actually, I'm American. But I have Irish- and what's weirder- Australian blood in me from my ancestors."

Monica's eyes widened. "Wow. I'm part-Italian, part-German. But both my parents still live in New York. That's where I was born."

Monica thought to herself, Is she another fan of Tokio Hotel?

"Why did you decide to work at the hotel?" Monica asked as she sipped the diet Coke the waiter brought them.

"Cool!" Zanna exclaimed. She then paused. "Well, I actually have a friend who is completely just WILD about TokioHotel, and that's how I found out about the band. Then I started listening to their music and I seemed to like it, so I decided to work here."

Monica nodded, then blushed. "I personally find Bill just adorable..."

"I thought so- He's VERY popular amongst the girls. Lots of my friends just squeal over Bill." Zanna playfully rolled her eyes.

Suddenly the waiter came over and said, "Are you two ready to order?"

Monica quietly sighed. One of Zanna's friends would probably come along and date Bill or something. She ordered, and turned around out of habit as she heard people coming inside the cafe. With a gasp, she realized it was Bill and Gustav.

Zanna ordered and looked at Monica.
"What is it?"

"Bill and Gustav are here!" Monica whispered frantically, still star-struck. She picked at her food uneasily.

Zanna turned around quickly to see Bill and Gustav entering.
She immediately turned back around and squeaked, "Oh my gosh! You're right..."

Bill and Gustav sat into the booth right behind them, not even noticing their presence. At first, the two were really quiet. Then Tom and Georg showed up. Monica felt like she was going to faint. She ate two bites of her ravioli as a conversation started up behind them.

"Hey, guys!" Tom said happily, and squeezed in beside Gustav.

"Hi...." Bill said nonchalantly, flipping through the menu.

"Why the long face, Bill?" Georg asked, sitting next to him.

"It's nothing, really..." Bill replied, staring at his menu.

Gustav shrugged as Georg and Tom stared at him. "I'm not sure either."

"Okay,okay," Bill sighed. "If you really want to know, it's about.. Katherine.."

"You got back together?" Tom asked, shocked. Monica's stomach lurched.

"No. No way." Bill sighed, then laughed uneasily. "She's calling me again...leaving me these wierd messages on my phone... I'm not sure what she wants. She's demanding a position at the hotel, but I just don't answer..she says that she can't live without me, and some other stuff... it's just so depressing..."

Monica calmed down. So he was still single. But that girl...Katherine...she dated him? Why hadn't Bill ever mentioned her in an interview?..

"...and I don't know what to do." He finished.

"Just talk to her. Tell her you're over her. And after she cheated on you and left you all depressed, you're not going back to her either." Tom suggested.

Bill sighed. "I guess you're right."

Zanna and Monica exchanged bewildered looks.
Zanna chewed some spaghetti and tried to tune in to some more.

The boys were silent for a few minutes, and then Monica desperately had to go to the bathroom. She stood up at the same time as Bill did, and they turned to face each other. Monica blushed, and quickly walked out of her booth to the bathrooms. Bill was right behind her.

"Hey," he said.

"Um. Hi..." Monica said, not able to look him in the eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine..."

She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She quickly did her business, washed her hands, and walked out. Bill was just sitting down.

"Monica, you look a bit pale- what's wrong?"

Monica whispered, "Bill. I think he knows I'm a fangirl. Oh I'm so so so stupid! UGH! And I think he knows we overheard them talking about--"

"Oh, hey, Monica!" Tom outbursted. Monica turned around to see the smiling face of her favorite guitarist.

"Hi." she said ,looking down at her plate of food. Tom squeezed in beside her. Monica's pulse raced, and she felt herself blush.

Zanna rolled her eyes and smiled. Monica was so obvious.

Monica looked over at Zanna and saw her roll her eyes.

You're not helping! she thought, and frantically tried to calm herself.

"So, how'd you guys find the hotel?" Tom asked, casually throwing his arm around Monica.

Manwhore... Monica thought to herself, and picked at her food before answering. "It's amazing. I love the design and everything."

Character:Ky

personality: wild. caring and cold.

looks: black hair, with highlights and short layered cut. wears black most of the time, luvs mismatched socks.


Ky entered the lobby, looked around and saw no one was there. She decided to get some rest waiting for everyone to come back. Dropping her backpack next to the couch, she flopped onto the couch, putting her feet up. Grabbing a magazine, Ky laid down and flipped through. She saw someone walking towards her and peered over the magazine. omg, thats...

Tom nodded, and peered over his shoulder in a quick, fluid motion. Almost as if called upon, Bill sat next to Zanna. Monica felt a pang of jealousy throughout her system, and she quickly calmed herself. She took a bite of her food and drank it down with her drink.

Calm down!" She forced herself. You'll look idiotic if you keep on acting like this!

Zanna blushed about a billion shades of red and felt herself warm up rapidly.* She could see Monica, who was shifting shyly.
She felt this nice feeling, not because she liked Bill in any sort of way, but because maybe a celebrity was sitting right next to her? And maybe another one was sitting across from her?


*This is probably what she would look like.

"So you guys like the hotel?" Bill asked.

Monica looked up to see him looking at her. She blushed. "Yeah..." she replied quietly.

"We're not aliens, you know," Tom laughed.

"Yeah..." Monica replied in a monotone voice.

"Don't bore them!" Gustav called and laughed.

Tom stuck his tongue out at his friend and then turned to face the girls. "Do you mind if we sit here? They're arguing about music."

"Not at all," Monica said, her voice growing steadily louder as she got used to the boys. She didn't think that the whole stardom thing would rub off.

"Yes," Piped up Zanna. "Not at all!"