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

Repaired Mirror!Jabraxas || His own Pillow fort || No Users please, but OTA otherwise

[fractured_mirror]

[Well, this is a nice change from the quarantine bunker. And a temporary reprieve from virus-dom til it becomes permanent in game, but shh...

Still, despite the knowledge that everyone is rendered harmless in this room, and knowing about the weird reverse Grid he'd been landed in, he's still can't help being somewhat suspicious of all the blue he sees in programs' circuits around here. Hence the rather impressive pillow and blanket fort he's constructed to watch the goings-on from, one that's well stocked with plush projectiles in case any unwanted visitors show up.

He's dressed in a simple, unarmored gray gridsuit with his hooded cape overtop, and by now is rather comfortably nestled in a pile of plush and pillows with a small supply of that solid-form energy they'd originally supplied him with during his captivity.

Yep, definitely better than the bunker.]

What happens in meme-land, stays in meme-land |3

[amirrorbrightly]

[ Hi, space-husband. Have a mirror!Clu coming up behind you, and flopping down in your nest. Scootch, scootch, and throwing both an arm, and a leg across you. ]

[ Mine ]

You look good all laid out like this. Should take the hood off, though, so I can see your face.

[ :3 ]

It certainly does. |3

[fractured_mirror]

[Ah, just the program he was hoping would come and flop next to him. Still, there's a split nano where he initially tenses at the contact- old habits from when contact was very bad die hard-, before relaxing into it and snuggling close, wrapping an arm around Clu as well.]

[ Mine ]

Didn't know who was going to show up.

[Still, he pulls his hood back with his free hand, revealing the longer hair he chose to retain, as a simple method of telling him apart from his mirror-duplicate. As well as a small, content smile. It was good to be able to do this again.]

[amirrorbrightly]

[ Have a playful tug to your funny looking dreadlocks, there, mister. ]

Planning to hide inside that hood, huh. Think you're a little too tall.

[ And Clu, being Clu, just nudges a knee between Jalen's thighs, and tangles their legs together. Yes, good, cuddling on a pile of soft things. ]

[fractured_mirror]

[His smile broadens a bit at the light tug on his hair, and just looks amused as Clu nudges a knee between his legs, tangling them together just that much more.]

It's... more comfortable that way. [Sighs slightly and shifts his arm around Clu so that the hold is a bit more secure.] There's too much blue around here...

[amirrorbrightly]

You can't hide under a cloak forever, you know.

[ ...And just because it itches sometimes, and his hands are far more comfortably occupied, Clu dismisses the lens over his eye. Jalen had seen the scarring, and deadened voxel mismatch often enough, anyway. ]

When you're integrated, we can go somewhere else. In fact, we could go anywhere you want to.

[ Hey, Clu was on his way toward disappearing into the merging datastreams when you showed up. It's not a bad idea. But Clu is quite enjoying being all tangled up, and just talking right now. ]

[fractured_mirror]

[Amused half-smirk.]

Mmm... Given this Grid, I imagine that most places would be a bit too blue for my taste.

[Becomes a bit more serious, expression turning thoughtful.]

We- I'm not certain what I want, though. At least not in the long-term sense.

Short-term, though? Staying right here with you sounds good.

[Jabraxas is quite content to remain right where he is at the moment too, yup.

Now that the lens is out of the way, he closes his eyes, and tilts his head so that his forehead is touching Clu's contented smile returning. Even back home, before his capture and reprogramming, they so rarely got a chance to just be together like this for any length of time. So you can bet your bits he's going to savor it now.]

[amirrorbrightly]

Don't worry, you don't have to make any decisions right now.

[ Clu is more interested in derezzing his gloves up to his wrists, then brushing bared fingertips over his counterpart's back - mindful to avoid the exposed circuit lines, and disk dock. ]

And this Grid hates my surface render a lot more than circuit color. Seems like no matter which side you're talking about, the hate is pretty much equal.

[ Sardonic smirk, and a glancing kiss for your forehead, there, program. Clu thinks the 'Free Grid' can go glitch itself en masse. He's got you back, and that's all that he cares about...

...Well, that and getting back home, in theory. ]

[fractured_mirror]

[He smirks a bit right back. He tends to agree with that sentiment, most of the time, though he can't help but be grateful for the second chance this place had afforded him.

Here and now, though? That's all very unimportant compared to his counterpart's kiss on his forehead, and now-bare hands on his back. Under other circumstances this may well have led to more, but Clu seems just as unwilling as he is to risk a potential relapse if things got too... intense. Best to wait until his code had stabilized a bit more before trying that.

Still, he derezzes his own gloves up to the wrists as well, enjoying just being able to, before returning the gentle touches on his back, broadcasting quiet pulses of love and contentment. Having his hands bare reminds him of something, though.]

Hmmm... I'll have to see about making myself a new ring. Abraxas' corruption destroyed the original...

[amirrorbrightly]

[ To say Clu had missed his counterpart in all those long cycles of lonely separation would be a gross understatement. But, pushing Jalen's repairing code too far, too fast, wasn't helpful to anyone.

...Doesn't stop Clu from brushing the circuits in their hands together, and taking passive scans, though. ]

Actually, I already took care of that.

[ The tiny ornament is added to the default grid suit's glove application. Speaking of which, Clu's gloves derezz up to the wrist to show the same subtle design on his ring creating a gold band to match his circuit lines.

Have a nuzzle, and a lazy kiss against your knuckles, there, Jalen. ]