Hugpile meme!

[voiceless_anon]

We all love our characters, even if we sometimes take a great deal of glee in dropping small mountains on them. Thus this meme, where they can hugpile and cuddle to their hearts' content.

You are in a vast room that seems somehow familiar to anyone who was around for the slumber party. Things that happen 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) surfaces you could ever want. Refreshments are available - energy drinks, Livian's candy, Roy's popcorn, and whatever else you'd like to dream up. There are even some cuddly toys left over from the slumber party and the octopus is still here.


~Rules!~ (shamelessly stolen from the sleepover meme)

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 snuggling up in the Rinzlerpile doesn't mean you can't also snuggle 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 katamari 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

Comments

[lunarwatch]

All is fair! [Cackles gleefully and keeps it up, just for a little while, relenting only when she nearly rolls off the couch. He catches her first, tugging her back into his arms with an apologetic giggle and yellow-frosted tips.]

Sorry. Couldn't resiiist.~

[anewbeginning]

[Boy you did not just tickle her half to death and then just almost let her fall off the couch. She is going to make you pay for that later. For now she is too busy trying to catch her breath to do anything in retaliation and nuzzles him instead.]

You know this means that I am just going to get you back at some point, right?

[lunarwatch]

[Shrugs with a nonchalant grin. He knew that was a risk going into it. Still did it though.]

Eh, worth it.

[Call it payback for the pounce - and the light kiss he plants on her lips is a pre-emptive strike against that promised retaliation, timelines be glitched here.]

I like hearing you laugh.

[anewbeginning]

[Whatever she was going to say slips her mind in light of the kiss. She presses back just enough to return the kiss and still keep it chaste. Pulling back she grins at him, raising a hand to comb her fingers through his hair.]

You know, it's not fair when you derail all of my plans of revenge with a kiss and a sweet comment like that. You are just full of unfairness today.

[lunarwatch]

[A bit of lavender chases through where her fingers glide, disappearing into brown like ripples in a pond.]

Mm. Well, like you said, I gotta keep on my toes.

[Have a chuckle and another gentle smooch. Speakng of ponds, though...]

Oh, hey, didja see the pool over there yet? There's some weird creatures swimming around in it; they're even bigger than your brothers.

[Kip only observed from a distance, of course. He's not that strong a swimmer yet; didn't want to get knocked in by accident.]

[anewbeginning]

[Oh, she definitely sees those streaks of lavender and gives him a knowing smile, leaning in to rub the tip of her nose against his. She chuckles in response to his comment and chooses not to say anything in return, content with returning the second kiss like she had the first.]

I did! There were a few other programs already swimming with them, whatever they are, so I don't think they are dangerous. The pool is kind of deep though, so I am not sure how comfortable you would be going for a swim there. We can stay here if that is what you prefer.

[She is happy with either option and goes so far as to lightly trace one of the circuit lines on the back of his neck to prove it.]

[lunarwatch]

[He wrinkles his nose a little, pondering. It's a tough choice, but after a little consideration, the couch is the better option. The pool's just too big for his comfort zone.

And besides, that circuit she's stroking is all kinds of distracting. He shudders happily and grins, auburn locks shifting towards violet hues as circuits brighten. One glassy-eyed updater, at your service duckling.]

Mmm~. Now who's being unfair? [Mean of you to rile him up in front of everyone, Eden. A thumb brushes the single short circuit bisecting her ribs, just a hint of feedback teasing her back. Have a low chuckle as he smiles, nuzzling his nose against hers, precursor to another, less chaste kiss.]

Y'know, if everyone else is here, then I bet nobody's in the park right now~. [The park and their fountain, much better for swimming in than the big, deep pool. Can't really pass up the opportunity of an energy-soaked Eden.]

[anewbeginning]

[Mm, she likes that glassy-eyed look and all that happy shuddering and takes a certain amount of pride in knowing that she is the one that causes it. She brushes her fingers across more of the surrounding circuits, then rests her hand on his shoulder, giving him a playful smirk.]

What can I say? I have a lot of bad influences. [Now it is her turn to shiver, breath catching in her throat as his thumb slides over the thin circuit on her ribs. This time she does not even try to keep her half of the kiss chaste, pressing into it eagerly and placing a quick nip to his bottom lip.]

Is that a suggestion? [They could always return to the party later. Besides, she is not real keen on interacting with anyone whose name is not Kip right now, anyway.]

[lunarwatch]

[That was a suggestion, and that is a very hopeful grin on Kip's face. He ought to send her influences a thank-you-basket of energy products.]

Nobody'll miss us. Saw Tron insensate in Anon's lap; wanna sneak out before he spots us?

[Mamacat might have something to say about the violet edging the circuits on Kip's collar. With a playful murr, Kip nips her mouth, trailing a finger teasingly over the leftmost line on her chest. If the playful eyes don't get her moving, his tongue's gonna be next.]

[anewbeginning]

[Eden giggles and ruffles his hair. Who could possibly say no to such an irresistibly hopeful grin?]

Absolutely. The party is just swinging into full gear; pretty sure that there will be plenty of stuff for us to do when we come back.

[If they come back. With a noise that is almost a whimper Eden reluctantly untangles herself from him and stands, waiting impatiently for him to join her, faint hints of lavender still edging the leftmost line on her chest. The sooner they get out of here, the better. They so do not need to cause a scandal. Especially with Tron and Anon present.]

[lunarwatch]

[Kip's on his feet as quick as she lets him up, though he refuses to let go of her hand, tangling his fingers with hers as he nuzzles her neck one last time.

Then they're off across the room, Eden in the lead, Kip on her heels with a hand at her back, skirting through the piles of people with furtive grins and mischievous giggles. Not really being all that stealthy, kids.

Have a wolf-whistle from the peanut gallery as you slip out the door. Gee, thanks Ram.]