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!
"Excuse you, that's not your soup. It's the pigs soup, and that teacup pig is our customer." Fizz tapped his foot on the ground impatiently. "So what if they enjoy swimming in the soup they order? Who's place is it to judge? Although don't worry, I'll go and get your soup now." He booped the unicorn's snout and trotted off into the kitchen
"Waiter! There's something in my soup" The little weasel scooped it out with his spoon. "Looks like a toyhouse forum game."
"...The fuck?" she mumbled, the last word spoken hardly audible. "You know, I... I don't know where we'd have that in the kitchen.... I think I'll just... yeah. Get you a new soup." She took the bowl and left. From what could have been overheard from the kitchen area, everyone had an equal amount of confusion. The replacement soup came out rather quickly, probably made so fast as a distraction from seeing a forum game in a bowl with soup.
She took a spoonful into her mouth, feeling an incredibly hard substance. Several hard substances. She opened her mouth to see what they were. "Uh... waiter? There's human teeth in my soup?"
"Oh--" Kencana nearly doubles over laughing. "Those must be mine! I mean, they belong to me, but they're not mine. A little collecting hobby of mine, y'know? Anyways, I'll go get ya another soup, unless ya wanna keep that one."
"Waiter! There's a soul of the innocent in my soup. This can't do, they don't deserve this."
"Ah, yes, esteemed patron, you're correct. Souls of the innocent don't belong in soup." He grinned. "Ahh~, just look at the sorry state of it! It definitely doesn't deserve this. Lemme fix it for ya." Summoning his Divine Weapon from thin air, Aypos plunged one of the knives into the soul, causing the soup to splash out. He pulled the soul out like a really messed-up kebab, and clearing his throat, suddenly began stabbing it in a frenzy, all engines firing, zero chill had. "DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!" he screeched. Once it was shredded into a million little pieces (there was probably some symbolic meaning, there, but it was lost on a moron such as him), Aypos calmly sheathed his knife and artistically plated the soul shards, refilling Kencana's water glass afterwards. "Souls of the innocent are supposed to be a side dish, duh. There ya go, buddy. This one's on the house."
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"Waiter! Server! Garçon!" Aypos barked. "There's a kazoo in my soup?! What is this? Some sort of sick joke? COMPENSATE ME!"
'Hmm?' Pyre curiously, albeit gingerly, picked up the shuriken. 'Well, that's weird. Is there a ninja working here or something? I guess I'll just take it for you.' He went outside to try throwing the shuriken at a nearby tree.
'I think there's some sheet music in my soup?' He pulled it out and squinted at the notes. 'I can't read music, so I don't know what it is.'
"Oh, is that so?" Leif said disinterestedly.
The spriggan looked down lackadaisically at the small tree nestled in the soup bowl, the roots staining the broth of the soup as if it were steeping tea. Leif leaned down towards the bowl and huffed out a small amount of glowing pollen. As soon as the pollen hit the bonsai, it grew a foot up and a foot out, breaking the bowl and immediately absorbing the soup into it's roots.
The tree spirit jumper back in surprise before scratching his neck sheepishly. "Goodness," he muttered bashfully. "That wasn't the intended result. Still, a success none the less. It can't be in your meal if you have no meal. I'll go bring you some potting soil and a container."
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"Pardon me, but I don't exactly think this is up to code," the spriggan said pointedly. "I mean, there are beetles in my soup!" Leif dipped his spoon in the skittering bowl, intently watching the beetles climb up the utensil. "Goodness, I'm not even sure if there is soup in this at all."
"Beetles! Don't let them bother you! they really are harmless little guys, just wanting to explore." She lets one of the beetles crawl onto her finger. "They usually behave themselves better than this! I will talk to them." She whispers to the beetle who is resting on her finger now. "hey! you are not allowed to play in somebody's soup! They are trying to eat that! tell your friends to go play somewhere else." She then allows the beetle to leave her finger and go back on the table.
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"Hey, Waiter? There is some black magic in my soup. Is that suppose to be there or is this a mistake?"
"Probably to fancy the taste or the ~magical~ chef accidently put it on the soup instead of their co-worker. As long as that black magic isn't going to destroy the world or reality, you're fine. Very, very fine" She paused "Ok, maybe not so fine. But i'm NOT going to deal with black magic"
"...Waiter? waiter? why is there a rubber ducky on my soup?" Orna said, sobbing at the floating duck "it's... so cute..."
"Oh That was my doing. I saw the chief was actually USING it and threw it into the soup pot. Didnt think he'd actually still use the soap base though. God the Restraunt is doing down hill. Ill bring you a new soup. And since your so cute. No charge for your meal. "
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"Waiter! Theres a hot guy in my soup! When I said I wanted my soup extra hot this is not what I ment..." "Not complaining though ill tell you that. "