Post by ADMIN RINSE on Mar 21, 2020 4:36:13 GMT
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Do you have an idea for an open thread? You can always post it here to see if anyone is interested. Maybe y'all can hash out some details and start a thread together! Just post below and I'll add your idea to our list. Feel free to respond to any ideas you see on here and tag others to see if something can come of it.
ADMIN RINSE
★ Open Thread Ideas
Do you have an idea for an open thread? You can always post it here to see if anyone is interested. Maybe y'all can hash out some details and start a thread together! Just post below and I'll add your idea to our list. Feel free to respond to any ideas you see on here and tag others to see if something can come of it.
[b]OCC Name:[/b] @tag
[b]Character:[/b] @tag
[b]Idea:[/b] Write a description of your idea. ★ List of Open Thread Ideas
ADMIN RINSE
- EMILY CHAPMAN // DAMSEL IN DISTRESS - Emily's walking home from the post office with her new semester books in arm, when it begins to rain! She takes shelter nearby in an alleyway or something. Mug her or smth, maybe help a girl out, or just wait the downpour out with some company, whatever you want.
- EMILY CHAPMAN // BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S - Emily pays a visit to her usual cafe. She makes her way to her usual booth and plops down. She didn't realize someone was already sitting there! (Emily is blind.) Now this is awkward, hi, how are your pancakes?
- DANE WAYLAND // TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT - I'm drunk and got into a fight in the bar. You find me stumbling down the sidewalk trying to get home, and awwwww, you Good Samaritan, you want to help me. c,:
- ROGER MCCREADY // WHEN DOES THE LADY SING? - I won two tickets from a radio show. I have zero friends who are into opera. I'm not even sure that I'm into opera! I just called in because I knew the answer. I don't know you too well, but do you have plans Saturday? Some possible scenarios: a) Wtf weirdo, I don't go out with random strangers?? b ) Turns out neither of us are into opera, we bail 1/8th into the show and get pizza. c) You like opera but it turns out I'm not into it, but I'm just gonna idly suffer through this three hours because it'd be rude to ditch you. Also, I had absolutely no idea you were supposed to dress up, holy shit, I'm wearing jeans?? d) I wasn't interested in going to the opera, but when I tried giving you both the tickets, you assumed I was asking you on a date, and shit, now I'm going on a date with you.
- ROGER MCCREADY // A LITTLE TOO MUCH LAST NIGHT - Oh, so I slept in your car last night and you found me on your way to work. What's the big deal? No need to call the cops, I didn't take anything. It was raining! You're the one who didn't lock the doors!
- @frosttalon // MISTAKEN IDENTITY - My cat has been living a double life; sometimes disappearing for weeks at a time, only to return again. Turns out you think she's your pet and she's been alternating between us for the past few months. I look up/down from my apartment balcony one day to see you both. Now we're in a ridiculous, heated argument two floors apart, yelling up/down at each other like respectable adults over custody. By the way, "did you just call her PETUNIA, that's the ugliest name ever, what the fuck!?" I'll fight you on the fire escape, I swear!
- LYSANDER BLYTHE // WHAT'S A B&E? - I accidentally miscounted windows and broke into your apartment instead of my friend's. Your Pokemon's a really terrible guard Pokemon and in the morning you find us asleep on your living room floor, cuddling. Alternatively, I fell asleep on your balcony last night while trying to climb to my BFF's apartment two floors above yours. Sorry, I vomited in your plotted plants. Also, it's really fucking cold outside. (Either you can be the one sleeping on Ivan's balcony or Ivan can sleep on yours.)
- AMAYA MENKE // HELP A LADY OUT - My neighbor had an emergency and left her daughters with me. I'm incapable of taking care of these two brats. You're my neighbor and I'm desperate. I knock on your door at an insane hour because "for the love of Arceus, please tell me you have macaroni and cheese". They won't eat anything I have at my house, are demanding cheesy pasta, and have been SCREAMING for the past twenty minutes. I can't take them to a grocery store like this. I'm at the end of my rope. Everyone on our apartment floor has to be concerned and some have probably already called police.
