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[usedtoknow]

OMG IT'S A SLUMBER PARTY MEME.


You are in a vast room, vast enough so that what happens over here won't necessarily disturb what's happening over there, with a couple of semi-screened areas for semi-privacy and all the pillows and blankets and soft (or bouncy) sleeping surfaces you could ever want. Refreshments and entertainments provided by your dear friends at End of Line and Alan's popcorn machine. A movie screen or two. Stuffed animals (what is that one with all the tentacles anyway?). Your choice of sleepwear. Whatever else you'd take with you to a slumber party. And you get to share all of this with everyone else on the Grid.

Clearly this will be the best night EVER.

~Rules!~

When starting a thread, put what you're doing, who's involved, and any warnings in the subject line (e.g. 'Pillow fortress || OTA || tooth-rotting fluff'.) Also use the subject line in case a thread develops in such a way that new warnings are needed.

Within an open-to-all context, threadjacking and multiplayer threads are HIGHLY ENCOURAGED.~~ Threads locked to a few characters are allowed too.

Continuity is variable, and likely unique to each thread. What happens in-meme stays in-meme unless you want it to apply somewhere else, and falling asleep in the Rinzlerpile doesn't mean you can't also fall asleep in the Userpile somewhere else.

This meme is safe. Like, really safe. Highest level of physical harm that can happen in this area is shoving someone or getting whacked with a pillow; anyone who attempts harmful physical contact (including unwanted disc meddling, I'M LOOKIN' AT YOU, CLU~) is quantum-teleported out of reach before the harm can happen, ~as many times as it takes~ for the message to sink in, and everyone goes in fully aware of this. Viruses and glitches are contained in a hamster ball quantum sphere which suppresses their infectious capabilities; such spheres can merge with other spheres, and non-viruses can go in and out of them at will (and only perceive a mild static sensation if a virus tries to infect them).

Which makes this a good place to thread with folks your characters don't often get an IC chance to thread with.

No pressure. This meme isn't expiring any time soon. Feel free to take your time!

Of course common rp courtesy applies here -- no godmodding, be mindful of one anothers' comfort levels, warn as needed, ask if uncertain of something, etc. Which we all do because we're awesome.~~

Other than that, HAVE FUN! |D /turns off notifs and waits for the tide to roll in<3

Comments

[r_a_m_1982]

"That's true. I'm adapt quickly, at least." Ram nodded and did as he was told. “I didn’t get your name, miss.”

[pupgram]

Okay uhm...[Ram is not entirely sure either. Is not like there are other pet programs around for him to ask.] We could race. I mean, see who can run faster. Or chase each other.

[disc_warrior]

When Aadi settled against his side, Li made himself comfortable, sliding his arms around the ISO's middle while brushing his face against the softness of her hair in a gentle nuzzle.

He let out a soft 'hn' - figures he didn't hear the information correctly. There was so much going on to distract him. He wasn't too bothered really. He was actually quite content at the moment. Very affectionate with a flirty and playful undertone.

"What were you up to?" He murmured against the curve of her cheek. "Recharging?" Don't tell me you're sleepy... his internal communication was soft, warm and teasing.

((ooc: lol dunno! Depends how into it they get and how much room they have haha! I doubt Li would get overly rough since his spatial awareness is broke XD))

[isoartist]

"oh! It's Aadi. I forgot, didn't I?" Another soft laugh, shaking her head as she started painting, quick, tidy strokes, "Give me a project and that's what I'll focus on, I'm so easily distracted that way."

[isoartist]

"Just a little." She said, smiling as she curled herself up against him, tumbling him easily back into the nest of blankets she'd acquired, "Mostly I was designing some sleepwear. It's something I haven't designed before, figured I'd give it a shot."

(ooc: True enough!)

[ja307020]

He mimes tossing the plushie a couple of times just to fake Ram out before giving it a good throw.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor smirked against her cheek, shifting to rest his face against it, eyelashes brushing her skin. Well who needs recharge at an event like this hm? I can help ah...keep you awa-- His internal communication halted momentarily as the ISO gently tumbled him back onto the nest of blankets and pillows.

The warrior was not bothered in the slightest - a nester himself. Due to how his memories were however, he wasn't certain if he was always that way - or if he ended up that way during his past interactions with his ISO lover. At her gentle push - he flopped back with a soft audible 'oof', letting go of Aadi so he could allow gravity to do the rest as his arms splayed to either side against the blankets. His face was happy and relaxed - eyes slitted with delight and this open grin on his face. A rare expression these days. The buzz from the energy he drank helped, but he truly was in a very good mood.

Wriggling and making himself comfy he uttered a soft 'hmmm' at her words. "Designing sleepwear?" He understood it to mean 'not wearing armor when recharging'. Currently - he wasn't armored, wearing a form fitting long sleeved shirt and loose comfortable pants. Black of course. A simple blue circuitry design lined the shirt which accented his lean strong musculature. "I'm sure they look wonderful...you always design things rather well." He added - stretching languidly as he settled.

[tanks4thememory]

Clu looks up as Radia approaches and grins, gesturing for her to sit next to him. "Hey, Radia," he says. "Pull up a pillow; the story's just getting interesting."

Re: Obligatory Video Games! | OTA | Um.. Xbox Live levels of maturity? XD

[tanks4thememory]

Clu just watches for now, giving a curious headtilt. So this is what games looked like from the outside. Huh.

Because they need some CR! XD

[tanks4thememory]

Clu wanders over to where the smallish, green-circuited program is busy with her pillow aranging. "Hey there," he says. "Kweri, right?"

[disc_warrior]

The voice caused a memory to flicker through Lizor's processes. Sam Flynn. He had met this User not long after he had shown up on the Grid since this mess with the Portal. A bit awkward, but the warrior didn't have any harsh feelings towards the User. What had happened happened. It had been a matter of survival due to the fact they had little choice.

Besides, Lizor was actually in a good mood at the moment - and he had some good energy in his systems too. He listened with a nod - sliding a hand along the back of couch he reverted his staff back to a baton while slowly moving around to the front. He didn't disrupt Sam, rather he sat beside him and listened closely with a mild frown of curiousity as he mulled over what the 'game' was about. Modified Users fighting...aliens?

Sipping at his drink - he made a mental note to ask Aadi to help him see what this whole video game thing was at some point. Maybe they both could try it for fun.

The sounds he was hearing was unlike any weapons he had heard before. It wasn't the electronic buzzing hum of a disc...or the sounds of baton combat. The closest he could compare it to was energy weapons on a Light Jet...or even more so - the offensive output from a tank. The ra-ta-ta-ta-tat staccato type explosive noises were new though. He didn't interrupt the User from playing however, too polite to disrupt a round. As an ex-gamer himself, he knew to not interfere with a Game in progress.

[rrrrr]

[He bristles slightly at the idea of tag.]

Rrrrace.

[ourseparateways]

Sam was a bit too preoccupied to really pay Lizor much attention, though in the brief glance he'd given him he had recognized the guy. Slightly awkward, but hey, whatever, he didn't seem to have any hard feelings.

He'd blasted through a section of the game and was about to say something when there was a sound in the game and his health bar flashed red. "Invisible Elites! Damn."

[pupgram]

Race is then. [More tail wagging.] When we start?

Rinzler: Pillow fight. (And general random.) OTA

[notglitching]

Rinzler's not really sure what he's doing here. Or why. Or what those programs are doing. No. Really. What. But at some point, somehow, someone had mentioned combat.

'Pillow Combat'. Or. Well. Fight. Whatever. It took relatively little effort to obtain a pair of the devices. There seemed to be more than a few programs—and glitches ISOs—stockpiling the things. Though they seemed even less suitable for construction than battle.

...no. Really. What were their functions?

Still. This was srs bizness combat. Or possibly a Game. (Same thing.) And the enforcer wouldn't lose. He just needed to... figure things out.

...Rinzler will just be... over here. Rumbling somewhat dubiously at these floppy things.

Have a virus stuck in a hampster ball. No. Really.

[threat_detected]

Abraxas was still pretty put out with his containment cell let things in, if not letting him out.

Just be pressed up against the side of his hamster ball watching what looks suspiciously like a copy of his very containment bubble being used to pick up objects.

"...Interesting."

He has to try this out.

[threat_detected]

Sup, guys. Have a virus in a containment ball ( read; hamster ball ) rolling on through here, and getting a bunch of your pillows stuck to the sides.

Katamari balls are awesome

[threat_detected]

Heeey, makeup party! Abraxas will just be rolling through here, and picking up some...what are these, anyway? Paints?

Well. Now there's a tube of white paint, and some glitter streaked all over his Katamari ball. Not sure about the glitter, honestly.

Oh, and a two bottles of pink, and purple nail polish are now stuck to the ball, along with some pillows ganked from the pillow fort. Collecting stuff is fun!

Yori; open to all!

[yorisearching]

Safe place or not, Yori will just be patrolling the area and listening for sounds of trouble. Certain programs can do plenty of damage, even limited to words. She intends to interfere wherever necessary.

But it's nice to see the smiles, to see her friends relaxing.

She might even join them, from time to time.

[notglitching]

Have a rumbly noise, Sam. It might be unpleasantly familiar. Yeah, there's a Rinzler. Currently standing just behind you. The mask's angled in a straight line at... your face. Or possibly the game console.

Or Rinzler could just be sleeping. Hard to tell.

[krypticfactor]

Krypton ducked his way into the blanket fort, recognizing Aadi from glimpses in the gallery. (He'd sneaked in one day while she was working.)

"Hi there. Room for another?"

Yeeeessssss!!!!

[gemini_search]

Kweri peeked up over the pillows - spotting the yellow circuited program. She blinked wide eyes, surprised, but seeing the smile grinned right back without seeming to be bothered. She had always been way too trusting. If Sor was present, undoubtedly her twin would have been spitting code right now.

"Oh hi! Yup! That's me!" She said brightly, the filaments in her hair swaying as she nodded enthusiastically.

[isoartist]

"Oh always." She said, "And if we run out of room, we'll just have to construct a new wing. Which sounds more difficult than it actually is."

[isoartist]

That was ... probably the strangest thing she'd seen in ... well, ever. Definitely ever. And the fact that she should be the near side of terrified was dampened considerably by the ridiculousness of the image.

(ooc: Why do I not have a 'bzuh?' icon, why?)

[gemini_search]

Kweri caught the box studying it and reading the back. "Hmmmm" It looked somewhat interesting. She opened it so she could skim the instructions, plopping on the couch next to Tron and folding her legs in front of her.

Spotting the offered controller she grinned. "I'll try in a nano! Just gotta read what buttons do what. Go ahead and play another round if you want. Do you like it?" She asked curiously.