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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

[isoartist]

"Well, it's all loungewear I suppose." She corrected herself, "But it should all be comfortable enough to recharge in." She had burrowed herself against Lizor's side, just nesting them both further down in the heap of blanket. She was comfortable, and that was how she was going to stay.

HAVE AT THEE!

[butterfly_fx]

It's not a slumber party without a pillow fight! And how many times in her life was Livian ever going to have a chance to get the drop on Rinzler? Answer? Never.

She chucked a pillow shaped like a ladybug at Rinzler's head as hard as she could and dove for cover in a pile of plushies, clutching her back-up pillow to her chest. Hopefully her bunny slippers would provide camouflage.

[ja307020]

The controls were actually dead simple and intuitive-- it was all in the joysticks.

"Deceptively simple," Tron said, idly letting his little avatar wander around the violently colorful world. At least until the little thing was grabbed by the train flying through space and dragged around the map. What.

[ja307020]

Tron watched Abraxas roll away dubiously.

What sort of possible inspiration could the virus have gotten from the game? It was practically the opposite of destruction-filled.

((*continues to die laughing*))

/o/!

[notglitching]

Motion flares in his periphery, and Rinzler spins around to a... 'thwap'. Something else you probably won't get to see that often, Livian. Rinzler's mask tilting down to the now grounded object.

He's still not sure what it is that hit him.

Still, that's hardly reason to hold off on retaliation. The program's fleeing (prey), diving towards a heap of... squishy. Objects. Rinzler sorts identification to second priority, and flings his first weapon in a flat arc towards the opponent. He's following right after as he readies the second.

I am so sorry

[pupgram]

OH my god....that ball. Is so BIG. And shinny. Hi Abraxas, have a small pet program wagging his tail and staring at your plastic ball with excitement. After a moment, he gnaws on it.

[butterfly_fx]

Livian landed in the plushies with the grace of a falling brick, giggling madly since holy crap that worked. Not even the return pillow hitting her in the face was enough to stop her laughing, though she did bring her pillow up to defend against the inevitable follow-up attack, swinging as he approached to try and catch him before he thwapped her again.

[notglitching]

Rinzler's more than a little disappointed at the utter failure of his thrown weapon to rebound to his grip. It's like they're not designed for murdering people or something. Jeez.

Still, conclusion reached: these are the threats. Just. Very, very low level threats. Still. He won't lose.

So have a somewhat ridiculous dodge, Livian. Rinzler leaps above the swing, body curving in a flip to thwap down at his opponent as he passes. The grace of the motion is somewhat ruined by his landing, as the enforcer promptly disappears into the mound of plushies.

...Unstable terrain. Noted.

Nice!Clu; astronomy and educational videos; open to all!

[coadminclu]

As long as he was here, and there was plenty of room, and he apparently had all the equipment he needed...Clu spent some time setting up one of the more enclosed areas for a modern 3D projector and the educational videos he'd promised Krypton.

Seemed like everything was 3D these days, or tried to be, but the experience was much more complete inside a system. He should probably put up some kind of warning about potential nausea for the Earth-born who weren't used to it.

It gave him something to do besides wonder uneasily what his alternate had done to every new face he noticed.

And if the dry, factual description of what Earth was like, meant for code-born, gave a little more evidence toward his own world being different from theirs, all to the good. Assuming anyone would trust him enough to come into the dark, semi-enclosed area.

Clu sighed and went looking for Krypton. Maybe Flynn, too.


[ooc: Think something like this, but with added brief explanation for young programs or Isos about how their system relates to Earth and what the sun and moon are.]

[butterfly_fx]

Livian fell forward with a squeak after getting clocked in the head, a few feathers sticking in her hair from the pillow. Was it even possible to lose a pillow fight? I mean, if you weren't the pillow?

"It is so on!" She called to her opponent, rolling over and grabbing a smaller plushie that looked like a jellyfish in her free hand to use as a ranged weapon. And.. didn't see Rinzler.

"Uh.. did you die?"

[threat_detected]

Hey, at least it's entertaining?

Oh, and doing a bit of that "toss-yourself-to-the-left" maneuvers to make the ball turn, all so he can get a fuzzy pillow in the shape of a Bit's 'yes' position.

X3

[threat_detected]

Thankfully, the containment bubble is made of pretty stern stuff, so there's no harm done from Ram's chewing.

...Ram may have a problem with getting stuck to that ball along with the glitter, bottles of nail polish, blankets, pillows, and the Bit plushie.

Oooh shiny lights

[butterfly_fx]

Livian poked her head into the spot curiously, since movies.

"Hi?"

Ooooh and the fuzz of the picture meant 3D. Hopefully not the cheap kind of effects that Hollywood slapped in to justify the extra five bucks on the ticket. She went looking for the glasses.

[krypticfactor]

As it happened, Krypton spotted Clu relatively quickly. He'd tensed for a moment, the memory of his encounter with the other Clu fresher in his mind than the conversations with the co-admin, but he relaxed as soon as he took in the suit.

"Hey there," he greeted Clu.

I laugehd so hard at this reply, you wint eh internet

[r_a_m_1982]

Ram notices him and just...stares in confusion.

♥♥♥

[pupgram]

He just wanted to play, so he stopped gnawing on the ball. The fur of his back seems to be stuck to the ball, yep. He tries to move away, unsuccessfully, and yips pitifully.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor uttered a soft 'hnnn' of contentment as the ISO burrowed beside him. He was comfortable, surrounded by nice soft squishy things and he was warm and cozy.

He rolled onto his side, wriggling a little to stay nestled in the blankets, long thick dark hair pooling about his head on the pillows. Sliding an arm around Aadi - he continued to smile, close mouthed and happy. "As long as I am with you - I can comfortably recharge wearing anything....or nothing." He added as an afterthought, a smirk touching the corner of his mouth. Recharging was the last thing on his mind really. He was not tired in the slightest.

As he tended to do even more now that his vision was still healing and had not returned yet - his hands were restless and constantly moving. His fingers delicately traced Aadi's contours starting at her face before moving along her slender neck, tracing circuitry lines he couldn't see but knew well as he mapped lightly along her torso and drifted along her back. It was a reassurance that he had taken to doing without much thought. A matter of comfort that things were as they should be. It wasn't always for intimate reasons - and he even tended to do that when the pair didn't even have that intention.

"If you were into what you were doing, don't let me stop you." He murmured after a moment, fingertips lightly tracing along her side and the curve of her hip, before moving upwards along her front, mapping lightly along her belly - noting the soft material of what she was wearing. "I know how into your creation process you can get." He murmured affectionately. How many times had he gone down to her office in the gallery to make sure she had proper energy intake? Due to his own starvation experiences - he didn't want her to go through the same.

Speaking of which. "Did you require energy? I can give you some of mine. I have my vials with me." His fingers paused along her chest, resting there for the moment. Even when unable to see - he was still eager to please, still finding it difficult to be taken care of. Though it sometimes ended in clumsy disaster, he still insisted on taking care of Aadi's needs.

[threat_detected]

"Come, strange little program. You'll have company soon enough."

And they're rolling ( with one puppy program attached ) off toward Rinzler's pillow fight arena.

[pupgram]

He let's go a huff, nervous. Don't be mean Tron >:

Annnnnd there he goes after the plushie, running like a mad program.

[pupgram]

"Yip Yip..." Nooo, he wants to play not to roll with strangers. "Why I am stuck?"

[threat_detected]

Hi Rinzler. See this big, glowing virus containment ball? Yeah, it's pretty much ignoring you, and your terrifying pillow threats.

Oh, are those plushies? Roll, roll, roll over here, and see that yes. Yes, those are plushies.

It actually takes some doing ( and Abraxas literally doing pseudo-somersaults inside his hamster ball ) to pick up as many of these things as possible. But they add such color!

[notglitching]

All was quiet. Still. A hundred nanos. Two hundred. A quiet, sinister rumble.

And then the Sea (of plushies) parted.

Rinzler surfaced with a cascade of soft-toy collisions, a pair of cat-shaped beanbags weapons grasped in either hand. Bunnies, gridsharks, and ponies rained down around the dark figure, a squishy octopus draped with perfect balance over the top of his helmet. He turned. He found his target.

He struck.

[isoartist]

She watched this for a few long moments before she asked: "Would you, ah, like some help? With that?"

[threat_detected]

"It is a curious effect of the quarantine. It is becoming difficult to steer, however, as accumulated objects are blocking my view!"

[threat_detected]

Now that Abraxas has collected plushies, blankets, pillows, nail polish ( in two shades! ) streaks of glitter, and Puppy!Ram, he's rolling through your planetarium, Clu.

Oh, cool! 3D glasses to add to the growing collection of stuff!