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A forum game that's rather simple. Fill in the blank in the title of this post. It can be anything, as long as more sensitive material is blacked out and/or put into spoiler tags. Even stuff that won’t fit into soup or that aren’t physical things! The next poster is then the waiter that has to react to the thing in the above user’s soup.
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Example post chain:
Kuru: Waiter, there’s fire in my soup!
Cinna: That’s our special soup flambé, it’s supposed to be on fire. ——— Waiter, there’s a mouse in my soup!
Shenraza: You’re a cat, just eat it! ——— Waiter, there’s a strange glow in my soup!
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Rules:
1. You should post IC. This game could exist on any forum, the IC part is what makes this thread particular to Toyhouse.
2. Black out or spoiler content that might trigger others. Blood, for example.
3. Wait for either two people or 12 hours to pass before posting again.
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Suggestions:
Post surrounding circumstances!
Be crazy!
Have fun!
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Let the game begin, and may the odds be ever in your favor!
"There is?" Locket asked, staring at the soup with dilated pupils. "Oh, I'll... Take that back to the chef."
He grabbed the soup and fled, because he's not taking it back to the chef. He's stealing it to try to get a look at the chaotic abyss soup god.
"Waiter!" Locket screamed. "What kind of joke is this?! There is a RAW HEART in my soup! Just because my deity eats hearts doesn't mean I DO!" Locket made a huff, like a spoiled Karen would. "Get me a replacement! Now!"
"Oh....... Oh. OH SHIT UHM YES SIR AHAHHAHAHAH I UH- I TAKE NO REFUNDS, SORRY."
"amy, that guy just found the missing heart from the corpse.... i'm scared about the ratings"
"HEY! WAITER!!"
"WHY THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THERE AN UWU GACHA CATBOY IN MY SOUP"
"Oh, that comes with the meal! Did you not read the description close enough? Either way, you paid for them, they're yours to keep now!"
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"Uh, waiter, excuse me but why is there a.. charger cable? In my soup? I didn't think someone was trying to electrocute me here but, maybe someone was?"
" oh my! Im so very sorry about that! Im not sure how that happened " she looks super embarrassed and lemonade comes from her eye. Crying in embarrassment.
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" waiter why is there lemon in my soup?... I thought this soup didn't contain lemons... is this a joke I don't understand?"
Rip i was too slow in replying
schrodingers-cat’s response:
“Ah, sick!” Reggie exclaimed, quickly grabbing the charger cable. “That’s where this went. Sorry about that,” he take a quick lick at the cord, “I was seeing how cords react in different substances. This is some good soup though.” He straightened and locked eyes with Spark again, standing still for a second, slightly mortified, realizing what he did. “…I’m very sorry, I’ll take this back right now… Refund, perhaps?” He winced and scooped the bowl up quickly, practically running back to the kitchen.
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Response for : -nea_bun-:
Reggie thought for a second. “Hmmm… I could’ve sworn..” He pondered the ingredients of Lea’s soup. “I mean, I didn’t make it. But I know who did.” He gave a glance to the kitchen, then at the soup, then at the ticket where he took the order. “Oh I see what it is.” He nodded to himself and pointed to his ticket. “Okay. Okay. So… you got the ‘L-E-M-O-N’ soup. You for sure ordered it right, as ‘Let’s Only Munch On Noodles’, but I put it down as ‘LEMONS’. Cooks thought you wanted a lemon in your soup. My mistake. Deeply sorry about that.
“Hey, waiter?” He motioned over. “Hate to be a bother—this is soup is scrumptious—but…” he paused, processing the words he was saying, “why is there a horse made out of pretzels and marshmallows in my soup?” He picked it up and put it on a napkin. “Great craftsmanship, but… I guess I wasn’t expecting it?”
"Look 'ere, fish kid- I like 'ta entertain myself sometimes. 'Innit a cutie? Yes, 'course it is-- now want me to set it on fire 'fer ya, kup-ho? It'll add a nice n' well done flavor 'ta the soup!"
"HEY!! WAITER!!" yelled the moogle, flagging down the nearest waiter. "Can 'ye tell me why in the gods' names is 'dere a cactus in my soup? MY SOUP?"
Harrison looked at the soup, "aw man i'm so sorry sir!! there must've been a mistake in the kitchen! don't worry tho cause we do refunds so you can refund your soup" he said frantically, mostly panicking cause this means a bad online review, that and he also wouldn't like cactus in soup, not a good combo
"AH, there's a parrot feather in my chicken noodle soup!"
"Oh! Looks like the chef wanted to gift you a little something. Luckily, it's still packaged! I'll go get you some napkins."
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"Uh...waiter? Why are there crab arms slowly coming out of the soup? They're getting bigger..."
”Someone must’ve gotten the recipe in the book out of spite. I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m not sure how I can really help in this case.“
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“Waiter, excuse me for the major interruption here but.. why are there leg warmers in my soup?”
“Sorry about that,” Ao took the bowl of soup, assuming she was done, “the guys were doing workouts in the back. The 80’s ones. I guess they threw their leg warmers into the soup pot when they were done.” He shook his head and looked to Mira. “I’ll go take this back and talk to them.“
“Hey waiter!” Ao threw up his hand and motioned for them to come over. “Why is there a bus full of small school children in my soup? I’m gonna eat this. They’re alive. I can literally hear them talking.” Ao stared in disbelief at the waiter, waiting for them to fess up on what had happened.
"Is it... Not normal for tiny humans to go swimming in the broth? I thought their sweat added flavour? This is why I don’t eat." Phantom stared at the children, as one of them had started playing an obnoxious country song without headphones in the back of the bus, Ew...
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" WAITER? ! ? CAN YOU PLEASE EXPLAIN WHY MY MOTHER IS IN THE SOUP? I- DON'T EVEN HAVE A MOTHER? ! " Phantom screeched as he batted away the 'not mother's' hand, he looked as terrified as a mischief demon with a permanent smile could.
((accidentally bumped instead of posting and now I have to write this again :')))
.: "Oh - relax, sir. Turns out we gave you the wrong order," Hartley admitted, taking the soup away and gently pushing the hand back inside. "Someone else wanted the mother soup. Yours will be here in just a moment. But if you're curious, we also do father soup, grandparent soup, and baby cousin soup." :.
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.: He spat out his soup, looking deeply offended. "Waiter! This is ridiculous, why is there an entire elephant in my soup again!? This is the third time this week!" he exclaimed. "How do you even fit an entire elephant in a bowl of soup!?" :.