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Character Café!
Character Café!
In some part of the world that many have heard of, but probably never given much notice to, there lies the sprawling arms of a city that I'm sure you've heard of, but reserved little thought for. This particular average city has everything an average city is supposed to contain- towering skyscrapers, darkened allyways, well-trodden sidewalks with the occasional piece of litter catching the occasional breeze like a tumbleweed, and narrow townhouses with peeling façades squashed next to brightly lit storefronts advertising everything from mattresses to Thai food. Coincidentally, it is between such a down-trodden town house and a Thai food restaurant that a not-so-average building is nestled like a jeweled egg in a bird's nest. A structure with large, glass windows that many a tourist has tried to peer through, only to walk away thinking about the new shiny watch they are going to buy whenever they get where they are going.
But beyond those glass windows lies a café like no other. A place full of people that come and go from various imaginary dimensions- willingly or not. Sometimes it is a bakery, sometimes a coffee shop. Sometimes it serves spicy food that literally lights your tongue on fire, and sometimes you might receive a bowl of never-ending pasta. And in gold letters above the marble (or occasionally obsidion) counter, there are the words 'The Character Café'- established 1314.
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Ok! This is basically a thread for any of your characters- they could be in an RP, from a past or current NaNoWriMo, from a random daydream you wrote down on a random page in a random notebook, just so long as they are your characters- to hang out at random café and interact with other people's characters! The café is constantly changing- depending on what day it is, it may become a coffee shop, an all-you-can-eat BBQ buffet, a fondue restaurant- you get the idea. Post your charries below. There is no limit to how many you can have. If you already have a charrie sheet for the character in question, just copy/paste it. We will start roleplaying as soon as six people (other than me) join, but anyone can join at any time after that. Happy Roleplaying!
submitted by Jarvis, age ???, The Café
(January 2, 2017 - 1:54 pm)
(January 2, 2017 - 1:54 pm)
Can I join? And is there any sort of RPish thing going on that I should add onto? Because I've only read a few of the posts. Anyway, I'm going to be using a Charrie from a book I'm writing called Flyers.
Name: Zela
Species: Black Capped Chickadee
Appearence: Looks like a black capped chickadee, has grey eyes, hasn't lost all her baby feathers yet (is still kinda fuzzy), she's aaaaaaallllmost a fledgling, only she hasn't laerned to fly, otherwise she would be.
Personality: Independant, outspoken, stands up for herself, brave (not completely fearless, but courageous)
Background: Born in Yellow Valley, Zela really wants to learn to fly, only she can't, because the Jewels of Flight have been stolen (this gives the birds their ability to fly) and the rest is just plot stuff.
So.... Can Zela just jump in?
~^Zela^~
I look around, this place is unfamiliar. I'm not sure where I am or why. I stare at two doors, wondering how I can get through them. They're much too large for me to push.... Then suddenly I see someone coming toward me, a large bird maybe? "Hi!" She says. I jump. "Oh, hello," I start. She opens the door and I hop inside. The building smells like.... I don't know, actually. I've never smelled anything like it. Tall creatures with no feathers walk around, and I see a few animals, a wolf-boy, was it? A dragon maybe? I turn to the large cat-bird thing. "Who are you? Where am I?" I ask. "Oh, I actually don't know where we are. I'm (insert Gryphon's name here, sorry I forgot) and you are?"
"Zela," a look of uncertainty crosses my face. Then one of the tall, featherless, long-legged, fleshy creatures starts walking straight toward me and I feel the first hint of fear since I came here.
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I hope I didn't control anyone! And anybody can be the human walking toward Zela.
(January 12, 2017 - 10:47 am)
~Gem
I recongize Lily from across the room. No, we don't actually know each other, but our teller did something to our story mode that helps use recongnize fellow characters. "LILY!!!!" I shout. "HEY LIL' COME SIT BY ME!!!" Lily looks over, confused. She must be a new character because she obviously doesn't know the knowing other characters thing. sighing impaitiantly, I walk over. "Hi! I'm Gemma. The teller calls me Gem! I know that you're Lily." Lily glances across the room at someone, and then looks back at me.
"Do I... know you?" She asks, puzzled.
"Of course not. But the teller instinct told me you'd be here!"
"Teller inst- OH! Sorry. I'm a new character. Kinda weird to know we're story characters huh?"
"Yeah, I guess. But the Teller thinks of it like we tell her the story and that's how we become known instead of vice versa."
~Lily
After getting over the initial shock of Gem, I begin to feel normal again. I've been noticing the guy from the pepper shaker incident looking over at me. It's kind of... awkward I guess. "So," Gem says, after telling me about the Evernuaght City,"You wanna get some hot coco." Funny, I guess since we're both connected to the same teller, we both love hot coco. And popcorn. And almost every chocolate. But anyway, I nod. After getting over the shock of being a characer, things are pretty normal
(January 12, 2017 - 9:16 am)
Hatty~
I decide that I don't want this to be any more akward than it is, so I move to an empty table. I begin to eat my danish, and soon am rubbing my stomach. The teller said that there would be a dude named Morpheus, and a chic named Jade coming soon, so I keep my eye on the door, while entertaining myself with a salt shaker obstacle course. The napkin narates
"Pepper's in the lead, he's at the Wall of Doom, he's across the Wall of Doom, and across the line! The crowd goes wild!"
A couple breath mints that I had in my pocket were used for the crowd, and they are screaming their heads off. I love my ability.
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wugr
Which ushers get reeds?
(January 13, 2017 - 6:41 am)
I'm adding in Bronze, Amber's 'evil' twin. Things ought to get interesting pretty soon...
Bronze-
I walk through the cafe doors, led by the scent of things I haven't smelled since the fall of Tomia. I run to the counter, eager to get a chocolate croissant, but then I see her. Amber.
Thank goodness she doesn't see me, or else I'd be in major trouble.
It's not like I did anything wrong.
She just hates my eyes.
The eyes of our mother-
the person she killed.
(January 13, 2017 - 6:46 am)
Nika Snikk~~
I resize the urge to snach up the little gray bird, that would be quite rude.
"I have no idea where we are. Also that smell you're smelling is called bread." I say as I fly away.
(January 13, 2017 - 7:42 am)
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(January 13, 2017 - 4:00 pm)
I shall now, actually post.
Wow, this is a momentous occasion!
Pepper, stuff it.
NO! REALLY! It's so amaing! Chinchilla finally, actually, POSTS!!!! ISN'T THIS AMAING!??
It's not,but it might be if I stab you with this dagger. *Brandishes dagger*
NO! SERIOUSLY, I'M TOTALLY SINCERE! I mean, how amaing! The Great Forgetting-About-Posting-Things Chinchilla POSTS!!!!!!!!! HOW STUPENDOUS!
*With great restraint* Pepper.............. Be.................. Quiet....
NEVER!!! I SHALL SHOUT OUT TO RANDOM PASSERSBY- Hey you! Gedda load a this!-ABOUT HOW AMAZING IT IS THAT CHINCHILLA FINALLY-Dude you dont want to miss this it's informative-POSTED!!!!!! LET THE TRUPETS BLARE!!!! LET THE AMAOOOOW!!!
*With great menace* Sorry for stepping onyour foot but a lot worse will happen to you if you don't BE QUIET ALREADY.
Hmmph. Okay. *Disappears*
Much better.
Ember~
I'm standing in a fancy pub- but more ornate, like it's yelling out for a word..... rest.... er..... want? Why am I in a..... pub-place? I quickly shove aside the question. A lot of weird things have happened, what with truces with the Phelix Demos, the Arctis Demos, and all the other Animal People and stuff..... so I'm obviously in a different world. Not, obviously where our ancestors came from, a world with not enough magic to sustain dragons, and a higher gravity, Earth, was it called? Apparently the ancestors once were Human, but slowly evolved what with landing into a very magical world and in a certain point devoid of life-almost-because of the high magical activity at that-on-that island. But this place.... It does hhave higher gravity, I can feel it pressing on my shoulders, but it also has enough magic to sustain me.... and I can see a lot of different Human-shaped things, but of different varieties, and all basically shaped like me... so.... this could be an in-between world, maybe? Well..... I geuss just standing here wont exactly help my situation...
I set off towards an ornately carved table, with.... wow...... what a waste of clothe. It has some kind of clothe draped over it. I carefully seat myself and observe everyone else. None of them look like another Wolf Demos, and I see a million different variations.... I can slightly sense a catness here, an elk-feeling there, but none of the humans here apparently live in a magic-rich world, for otherwise their slight catness would become a full-flegded Phelix Demos Person. It's strange, and Im glad Im not in my Wolf-state right now. I see a girl start to stare at me. She has a....slight Deer-like quality about her. But she doesn't have the right facial features. My ead starts to hurt looking at her. I quickly turn away, but still feel her stare. Another Human comes over, but this time in some kind of uniform or something.... she's holding a kind of platter...."Hello. Can I get your order?" She speaks like she's said this many times. The pubs at my world don't usually have people asking for orders.... usually if you wanted one you wpould go up and say: 'Oy, can you give me the Wine over there? No, a little to the left-yes, thats it, thanks.' And the bartender would-"I'm sorry, can you order? I know theres a lot to choose from, but the menu's right there and...." The bartender-person-thing-woman looks expectantly at me.
I quickly nod and look for a...... menu..... I see a piece of paper,but slightly shiny. I quickly grab it and open it to a random page.
~Menu~
~Steak Tartar~
I look no further and say quickly; "Steek Tartar, please." The woman nods and walks away. I have no idea what Steek Tatar actually is, but it probably has something to do with meat. I can read pretty well, but this place spells everything weirdly. And the woman seems to have an accent. Or I have an accent. I'm not sure. I set the 'menu' back down on the table and look around at everyone else. This is a rather interesting world. And no one is wearing furs like me.
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I was just trying to get a rather alienated-feel to this since actually Ember is from a COEPLETELY DIFFERENT WORLD that has lighter gravity, since LOGICALLY dragons couldn't fly...... at least, not in Earth Gravity. Which is why tey cand isgiuse theselves to look like humans and travel to our world sometimes..... but I digress.
(January 15, 2017 - 5:19 pm)
Is it too late to join? If not, then here is my character fourm.
Name: Jack FigNujin
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: Looks around Twenty.
Appearance: Wears patched purple
waist coat over his brown suit and a baterd leather satchel hanges
over his shoulder, has long ginger hair tyed into a pony tail and
blue eyes.
Personality: Hopfully I can get a
better idea of this later on.
Backstory: He is on the run from a
butch of verry stuffy old men because he stole a very importain
object that was being considerd as a sales pruduct.
(January 15, 2017 - 3:56 pm)
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(January 20, 2017 - 8:39 am)
Tap-dance-top! Guys, this may seem strange but EMBER IS NOT A WOLBOY!!!!!!!! Sorry. I mean WOLFboy. He CAN change his upper body to be wolf-like, but he's not stuck as it. He is in human form, OK? Sorry if everyone is talking about another wolfboy and I am comepletely mistaken, but just in case, he usually stays in human form, okay? Oh, and John FeatherQuill will post soon,or at least sometime, or I will post for him if he dictates it to me since he cannot post at tis time.
I know this because I am a psychic, okay? Deal with it, and if you can't, then imagine he told me all this.
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(February 1, 2017 - 4:13 pm)
Ember~
I examine the cloth on the table. It's checkered red and white, both relatively easy colours to make with berries, but the cloth is thin and..... pa...... per..... like. It was resently invented in my world, and I still have trouble pronouncing it. But anyways, the cloth didn't seem to be very good material. Straaange. I examine the table even more. It's round and appears to be made out of metal. Except it's several iron bars coming together into a braid for the stand of the table and branching out. It seems to be exceptionally well-made, surprising since the cloth on top is of the cheapest material.
And on top of it..... I gasp. Two glass tiny cups with curved metal lids and several small holes in it. The lid part had holes in it, I mean. One of them is full of black pepper-corns and the other.... salt! Salt! one of the most precious materials of food in ugly little glass containers! Who would waste salt by putting it in a glass cup where anyone could see it and take and even if it was a generous soul the person would reason that it would be a good thing to relieve the salt of an ugly and badly-made cup!
Either salt was not a rare commidaty here or the managers were very stupid. I think for a moment. Quickly I listen carefully and try to sense anyone staring at me. I quietly scan the room by only moving my eyes as not to attract attention. Hmmmm..... no one looking.
My hand shoots out like a wolf pouncing on prey and immediately withdraws while I examine the tablecloth. Quickly I shove it under my furs. I look at the pepper cup still on the table. It hadn't moved an inch. I smile. My reflexes are still finely tuned. I just hope that if anyone notices I can run just as fast in this strange world with more gravity. It's containing and I don't like it.
I hope I can get back. I love the plains and the pine forests and running until I'm a blur with the lightning dragons. And, of course, dodging their misses when they hunt for antelope. I'm fascinated by how they work. They don't have any legs and instead have to sets of wings set on a snakelike body. The can glide for months. Sometimes even years, building up the kinetic energy to be able to shoot lightning. I'm not sure how the science works, but it has something to do with electric charges.
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(February 11, 2017 - 5:41 pm)
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