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Character Cafe
So this was something people used to do. I've never done it before and am probably botching it up but anyway...
The basic idea is you bring a character out of a story you wrote/are writing and put them in a cafe with the other characters.
My character:
Name: Luna
Age: Not sure
Apppearance: Straight platnuim blonde hair, gray eyes, slightly tan skin. Wears a white tank top with a rainbow peace sign on it, a black vest with a silver creasent moon and a star embroidered on it, and paint-splattered jeans. Has big silvery-white, feathery wings.
Personality: Sarcastic, friendly, depressed, self-hating, feels a burden by the prophecy.
Other: Has a big wolf named star. Golden eyes, silver and black, strong. Agressive.
submitted by Indigo
(June 27, 2015 - 10:06 am)
(June 27, 2015 - 10:06 am)
Luna glances around a bit more, then grabs a menu. She skims through it. Butter beer (what's that?) chocolate, which she recognizes from Indigo's rants on it, dragon steak, Alice's tea roasted eggs with hot potatoes, steaming clam and cod chowder, tea and madelines, watery gruel, open sandwiches with coffee, and avacados. [All of these are food from stories, except the chocolate. Twenty points for anyone who gets all the references.] Finally Luna ordered a dragon steak and the tea and madelines.
(June 30, 2015 - 6:17 pm)
When I joined this I thought it was the same as an rp. I still don't really understand how the characters know their creators (Luna knows Indigo, Quartz knows whoever she/he's with) but I'm just going to put Emily in the cafe.
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Emily is somehow transported to a cafe on a street that she walks on almost every day on her way to school. She has never seen this cafe in her life, even though she knows the street like the back of her hand. (Which she happens to know better than most people) She enters the restaurant and flips through a menu brought to her by a satyr wearing red argyle knee socks, a neon green plaid suit, and baseball cap that had a star on it and said- Texas: The Lone Star State. To Emily, he looked like a Christmas tree. After looking through all the weird choices, she orders something as close to a grilled cheese with soup as she can. Cheddar supreme surprise with ghost peppers (some form of Mac and cheese) on swirly grain dragon-fired breadiness (some form of toast) with a side of broiled and deep-fried, pan-seared, extra-spiced, mushroom lobster, and troll hair, in boiling broth. Some form of soup) with dragonmilk and a pistachio Oreo pineapple cookie. (In case you couldn't tell, she didn't have many choices for dessert.) When it arrived, Emily took one bite of her sandwich, hollered OWWWEEEE!!!!!, and downed her whole glass of milk in one gulp. (You see, ghost peppers are extremely spicy, but she did not know that at the time.) Then she moved on to the soup. One spoonful, and her mouth was filled with the most disgusting taste in the world. It's so foul, it can't be described in words. She then tries the cookie, hoping that it will get rid of the horrible aftertaste that's stuck in her mouth. No luck. I don't even want to bother going into the details of how terrible of an idea that was. Well, she's given up on the food until asking someone what is really good at the cafe. There should be enough people here to find at least one good meal................ Right?
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Sorry that that was so long. I couldn't stop writing :) :) :)
(June 30, 2015 - 9:27 pm)
toppity top!
(August 30, 2015 - 9:38 am)