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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

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

[ja307020]

One of the screens has a few of the latest-generation systems hooked up to it and there are a pile of controllers and brightly-colored boxes next to it.

Tron seems to have discovered a game involving a lot of very loud nonsensical music and colors and rolling things up. It's surprisingly entrancing. Confusing as anything, but it's so easy and why is the King not ever satisfied?

((Tron has discovered Beautiful Katamari. The Games Arena should totally be upgraded for this, man. :D))

was teetering on making sam come do something here, you solidified it. XD

[ourseparateways]

Watching Tron play a video game is hilarious. And odd. Sam's kicking back against a pile of pillows just watching for now. He's more into the shooter games, anyway.

"I think the idea is to avoid the things running at you."

[ja307020]

"Roll them up!" Tron protested, rumbling a growl as the level ended and the king again insulted his ability to make the stupid katamari thing bigger.

Shooting a glare at Sam, he tossed the controller at the little User. "You try."

((HAHAHAHAHAHA come to the dark side!))

[ourseparateways]

"Aw, c'mon." He ignored the controller now laying next to him. "You aren't giving up, are you? Besides, these games aren't really my thing."

[ja307020]

"Strategizing." Taking a step back after a few hours was probably a better idea than continuing down the more frustrating path of doing the levels over and over and over. And still falling short after more than double the size requirement...

Still, his head tilted sideways curiously. "Which, then?"

[ourseparateways]

He laughed, leaning back against the stack of pillows. "Yeah, okay."

"I like shooter games. It's like..." he tried to think of a way that a program could understand. And came up with nothing. "Um..."

[ja307020]

"Show," Tron said, gesturing to the pile of game boxes. He'd just picked one at random that didn't look anything like Disc Wars, after all.

[areumyprogram]

[Darts up. Darts down. Swings around Tron's head for a better vantage point.

That rolling thing on the screen. The vision calls to something deep inside its tiny soul.]


..Yessssssss.

[ja307020]

Tron just stared at the bit. Was it.. malfunctioning?

He reached up to poke it.

[areumyprogram]

[Dodges neatly to one side, stellating curiously. Circles Tron's hand, and then flits around to hover at the controller. Y u no keep playing?]

Yesyesyes?

[ja307020]

Eyeroll. Bits were so weird sometimes.

He did re-start the level, though.

[gemini_search]

Kweri stopped and leaned against the back of one of the couches, staring at the large vidscreen, then glancing down at the player. Her eyes widened. She would recognize that particular circuit pattern anywhere! She's watched enough old archived gaming vids to know!

"Hi Tron!" She chirped a bright greeting - though she had never met any Tron's from The Grid before, she was friendly, like she was to anyone. "What are you playing?" She was mesmerized by the color and the motion of the action on screen. This was how Users played games??

[ja307020]

Tron fished for the box and tossed it to her before offering her the controller silently. She was welcome to take a round. So he could gather data.

[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.

[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.

[gemini_search]

Kweri burst out laughing at the space train thing. What a bizarre game! Having looked through the instructions, she picked up the second controller and examined it curiously - trying out the feel of it in her hands.

"Yeah it doesn't seem too hard." she mused. "It looks rather hilarious actually..." she punctuated that with a soft giggle.

[ja307020]

This was the level select screen why was it kidnapping his avatar? A little button flailing got the little thing free of the train, and Tron cautiously poked around to see if there was anything else that was going to grab him. The interactivity was pointless as far as the game went... but okay the thundercloud that would zap the other avatars wandering the map was funny.

"Not terrible."

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.

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.

[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*))

[threat_detected]

Well, Tron, you are absolutely right to be dubious. Abraxas seems to have disappeared for some time, but when he comes rolling back? His glowing quarantine ball has collected pillows, a fluffy, fleece blanket, a plush Bit, a plush octopus, squid, jellyfish, a pair of 3D glasses, and one pet simulation program, or "puppy Ram". You can thank Rinzler for obscuring Abraxas' view with his precision-aimed plush throwing.

But now? The Katamari-Abraxas-ball is headed straight for you.

[ja307020]

Tron stared at it-- he didn't think he was that much in need of a recharge-- just a hair too long, scrambling to his feet to dodge only a handful of nanos before he was swept up.

"Virus!" he growled, squirming against the amazingly sticky quarantine ball. Even with the layer of random stuff all over it, he was stuck fast.

[bostrumbeau]

The ISO decided that this was probably worth climbing out from under his table for, and his decision proved true. What even is Abraxas doing? "Hey! Assbutt!" For some reason this seems like a better insult for Abraxas than 'bit brain'.

[ja307020]

The yelling drew Tron's attention, though what did that even mean?

"Run!" he called, because nothing he'd tried so far was getting him off the containment ball. Whoever thought that design was a good idea was getting a disk in the face, too, if the growling at any indication.

[bostrumbeau]

As if Gibson knew what it meant, or how he was going to solve the issue. That didn't stop him from getting ready to grab Tron, or to dart out of the way if needed. "I'm gonna figure out how to get you off that, all right?"