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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

[heyalanhey]

At first, Roy's a little self-conscious about having the Gridcritters snuggled up around him like this. This isn't a Disney cartoon, darnit! But one of them's Ram and the other one... well, let's just say he feels honored by the kitten's show of trust. He curls a comforting hand under Ram's chin and pets the Rinzlerkitty gently as he goes on with the tale.

He'd narrowly avoided making Leia an ISO princess; that would have added a bad sociological undercurrent to the story. Instead she's a courier program, bravely facing down the tall, menacing figure in black. He'd weave the ISOs in later, as fellow rebels fighting alongside the programs, differences unimportant to the solidarity they share.

"'Lord Vector, I should have known.....'"

Introing her here before the main game because why not?

[wasmarvsidea]

Sam knew this story, and she knew she knew it and so she just grinned, settling in to listen, leaning back on her hands and fully ready to interject if necessary. She had a feeling that Roy wouldn't forget any of the important parts, but sometimes the unimportant parts were just as fun.

[pupgram]

Ram has no idea what cartoons are, but if he knew he would like them too. Roy is his user, so he likes to chill with him. He wages his tail and the pettings and them looks up at the girl. "Hi."

[wasmarvsidea]

She smiled, reaching over to scratch the puppy between the ears, giving quiet: "Hey." In response before smiling over at Roy, "May I? I mean, I can do her part easy, save you from wearing yourself out doing all the voices."

[rrrrr]

Rinz purrs at the pets, snuggling a little closer. He's a sucker for physical affection, at least as a kitten. And Roy's a good storyteller.

[tanks4thememory]

Clu has found himself a comfy pillow and is currently sitting cross-legged on it in front of Roy, listening as he tells Star Wars Grid Wars the story. He's wearing what he normally wears to sleep, namely, his unarmored grid suit, sans jacket, helmet, or boots. Sitting next to him on the floor is a glass of energy, a blue-green concoction from the End of Line that he particularly liked.

Clu listens to the story with obvious interest. He already likes that one of the characters is a bit, and it sounds like things are starting to get interesting.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor was off to the side, keeping along the outskirts of the group clustered around the User telling the story. Yes, he hadn't met this man, but he knew he was a User with an energy signature like that.

He was a dark shape, wearing an un-armored black civilian type outfit that had a form fitting long sleeved shirt but loose comfortable pants with a subtle but simple circuit design. He was barefoot, and casually leaning on his baton staff while he listened with a curious frown.

[radiant_synergy]

Radia silently steps among the programs and grid critters - having missed the very beginning of the story, but was interested in hearing the rest just the same. She wore a white outfit that resembled a tunic and loose pants, laced with intricate embroidery like circuit designs along the collar and hem which shimmered an opalescent white.

She wore no jewelry or anything fancy. In fact, she was barefoot with her shawl draped around her arms as she picked her way through the crowd to settle next to Clu - a pillow grasped in one arm. She came in from the side, not wanting to block anyone's view or disrupt the story telling.

[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."

[radiant_synergy]

Radia flashed a grin as she settled next to Clu on the pillows, grabbing a pillow that wasn't being used and grasping it in her lap while leaning into the hacker program.

"What's it about?" She murmured softly in his ear so as to not be disruptive, resting her head on his shoulder. As an afterthought - her arm slid through his. There, now she was comfortable.

[gemini_search]

Kweri was sitting not far from Roy, leaning forward and cross legged with a pillow in her lap to cushion her elbows. Her wide green eyes never left the User - listening to every word. She wore her usual thin black gridsuit - pale green circuitry visible, as well as the delicate filaments glowing in her hair.

She had come to the party with Trillian - but did not know where the program was currently. There was too much fun things to do to be worried though! This story for one - was really great!