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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

[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.