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

[updateit]

I met her briefly when she came to the clinic to update some of her older permissions.

[That brief meeting was enough to convince him that he did not want to end up as one of her patients after witnessing her 'scold' one of the other programs sharing the recovery wing with him. Apparently the program had been one that she had treated recently, and she had not been happy to see them in another clinic with similar injuries.

And hello, Gamma. Drive smiles and frees a hand from the blankets to fondly pet the Bit.]

Hey there buddy. Are you behaving for your program?

[Speaking of its program...]

Anon, you are going to put me into recharge if you keep that up.

[voiceless_anon]

[Gamma blinks 'yesnoyes' at Drive, and Anon smiles. His helmet is in its sentry-mode, so the smile is visible.]

Good. You need a decent recharge.

[He's just going to keep up with petting your hair, Drive.]

[updateit]

[Drive chuckles and tickles Gamma, flashing Anon a drowsy but content smile as he does so.]

Good. You need to keep him out of trouble for me, okay? Think you are up to the challenge, Gamma?

[For all that he complains Drive still cannot resist leaning slightly into Anon's fingers like a spoiled Bit. He no longer feels like he was run over by a tanker but the mild disorientation from his systems adjusting to the recent repairs is uncomfortable enough that his usual shyness about receiving affection is silenced.]

It feels like all I've done lately is recharge...

[...looks like he is still stubborn enough to pout about it all, though.]

[voiceless_anon]

["Yes! . . . no," Gamma says mournfully. Anon is quite literally designed to find trouble, and his Bit knows it. It might have some bearing on why Gamma finds trouble so easily.]

You had a lot to heal from, after the mess your code was in. Sometimes prolonged recharge is the best way to get better quickly. Right, Alpha? Beta?

[updateit]

[Heaving a sigh that is only half joking, Drive pats Gamma and pings it with the reassurance that he does not actually expect it to be able to keep Anon out of trouble. He knows Anon far too well by this point to think it possible. Alpha, in the meantime, chirps an affirmative "Yes!" when Anon asks its opinion on the subject of rest. Beta starts to agree, then stops, torn between an honest answer and stubborn refusal to agree with anything that the Monitor says. It settles for simply shifting to its "Yes" form without actually saying anything in the end.

Clearly amused by Beta's plight Drive chuckles and rolls over to drape his upper body across Anon's chest. If Eden can get away with throwing silly things like timelines out the window then by golly so can he, which makes him bolder than he would be otherwise. Besides, it is not like they are a secret anymore.]

You are going to put Beta in a foul mood if you keep asking him questions that would make him agree with you, you know.

[voiceless_anon]

[Anon laughs, wrapping his arms around Drive and letting his helmet peel back completely. And he might just sneak a kiss into Drive's hair. It's good not being secret any more (seriously mun, over a year they've been waiting).]

You mean Beta isn't usually in a foul mood?

I hope he gets over it soon. I can think of quite a few times when I'd prefer not to be dive-bombed by an irritated Bit.

[Yes, Drive, he did mean what you just thought. Timelines? What timelines?]

[updateit]

[Drive wastes no time nuzzling up to him and burying the fingers of one hand into his hair the moment the helmet is gone. Ah, and so begins the shameless 'must play with hair' habit. Must be where Eden gets it from. He laughs against the side of Anon's neck at the remark about his Bit, bestowing a small, chaste kiss to one of Anon's circuits.]

That is what the box is for, love. Or Alpha and Gamma if interference needs to be run before the box can be brought into play.

[voiceless_anon]

It might take both Alpha and Gamma and the box. Beta is as stubborn as you are.

[Anon hums happily at the kiss to his circuit line, leaning into Drive's petting of his hair.]

It's a good thing that Bits can't mimic sounds.

[updateit]

He remembers most of my past encounters, especially the ones that went wrong or just didn't work out. I think he views it as his duty to protect me from more bad lovers. He's just....over-protective.

[Drive smiles and obligingly continues playing with Anon's hair, idly twirling a lock around his finger and rubbing his thumb along the edge.]

I daresay that we would both face a lot of teasing if they could.