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Entry tags:
- !event,
- blood+: haji,
- destiny: drifter,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- doom patrol: crazy jane,
- ff15: noctis lucis caelum,
- ff7: cloud strife,
- ff7: sephiroth,
- ff7: tifa lockhart,
- ff7: vincent valentine,
- ff7: zack fair,
- ff8: nida nomura,
- ff8: squall leonhart,
- freakangels: arkady,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- silent hill: sharon da silva,
- xmcu: charles xavier
sheets all on the floor just like an ocean ...
WHO: All y’all!
WHAT: Your regularly scheduled NAPs event for the month
WHERE: Fort Pillowtown
WHEN: Oct. 7-10
WARNINGS: Please use these if applicable!
Look at all of these bright, shining new faces! There’s even a few less bright, less shining faces - maybe even a few folks without faces - but hey, this city welcomes all types. Chances are, if you’ve just arrived, you're seeing some pretty crazy things, unless you're used to an eye-blinding amount of neon, robots, weird-ass technology, magic, and an omnipresent police force...and hey, if you are, congrats, you're gonna settle in juuuuust fine. But for the rest of you, the Head knows this has gotta be pretty overwhelming, right?
Well, since your quaint individual processing units are probably having a hard time, why not link up with another one? By which the Head means...
Hello, new citizens of Dualis,
and welcome to your monthly Network Adjacency Protocol~!
NAPs are a monthly community networking event similar to the Earth concept of speed dating! Two citizens (new arrivals and old hands alike) are placed at a table together with a handy cue card of queries to help break the proverbial ice. Ask queries and receive results, or ignore the card and yeet yourself straight into a brand new friendship! But don't be too shy, you've only got ten minutes together, and if you just sit in silence for the whole ten, the Network Admins are likely to come supervise and try to repair the uplink through a mild shock to the ol' central nervous system. You might find yourself saying all sorts of unintended facts about yourself if that happens...probably better to just make friends, right? Who doesn’t like friends?!
This month’s event is held at a new, super-comfy all-ages establishment called Fort Pillowtown. As the name suggests, it’s a large indoor space filled wall to wall with permanent pillowforts. There are a variety of sizes, shapes, and colors, with each individual fort constructed of gauzy hanging sheets, strings of soft lights, warm blankets, plush toys, a mini television with on-screen menu for choosing movies to watch and video games to play, and yes, lots and lots of pillows. Snacks and drinks of all sorts are available for purchase, as are whimsical onesies and comfy slippers to wear. Board and card game sets are also available to borrow or buy. Sounds like a dream, right?
So pull up a pillow pile, get to know your new neighbors, and enjoy a well-earned and comfy chill-out session. And hey, if you end up napping at NAPs, rest assured that it’s absolutely allowed.
WHAT: Your regularly scheduled NAPs event for the month
WHERE: Fort Pillowtown
WHEN: Oct. 7-10
WARNINGS: Please use these if applicable!
Look at all of these bright, shining new faces! There’s even a few less bright, less shining faces - maybe even a few folks without faces - but hey, this city welcomes all types. Chances are, if you’ve just arrived, you're seeing some pretty crazy things, unless you're used to an eye-blinding amount of neon, robots, weird-ass technology, magic, and an omnipresent police force...and hey, if you are, congrats, you're gonna settle in juuuuust fine. But for the rest of you, the Head knows this has gotta be pretty overwhelming, right?
Well, since your quaint individual processing units are probably having a hard time, why not link up with another one? By which the Head means...
and welcome to your monthly Network Adjacency Protocol~!
NAPs are a monthly community networking event similar to the Earth concept of speed dating! Two citizens (new arrivals and old hands alike) are placed at a table together with a handy cue card of queries to help break the proverbial ice. Ask queries and receive results, or ignore the card and yeet yourself straight into a brand new friendship! But don't be too shy, you've only got ten minutes together, and if you just sit in silence for the whole ten, the Network Admins are likely to come supervise and try to repair the uplink through a mild shock to the ol' central nervous system. You might find yourself saying all sorts of unintended facts about yourself if that happens...probably better to just make friends, right? Who doesn’t like friends?!
This month’s event is held at a new, super-comfy all-ages establishment called Fort Pillowtown. As the name suggests, it’s a large indoor space filled wall to wall with permanent pillowforts. There are a variety of sizes, shapes, and colors, with each individual fort constructed of gauzy hanging sheets, strings of soft lights, warm blankets, plush toys, a mini television with on-screen menu for choosing movies to watch and video games to play, and yes, lots and lots of pillows. Snacks and drinks of all sorts are available for purchase, as are whimsical onesies and comfy slippers to wear. Board and card game sets are also available to borrow or buy. Sounds like a dream, right?
So pull up a pillow pile, get to know your new neighbors, and enjoy a well-earned and comfy chill-out session. And hey, if you end up napping at NAPs, rest assured that it’s absolutely allowed.
noctis lucis caelum | ffxv | ota
He's never been good with patience.
And so the results of meeting this fledgling king wearing a very dashing black cat onesie is one of the following: ]
( ooc: reply however you'd like, prose or action-spam style, i'll match you! )
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However. Firstly, something seems to guide him to one pillow fort over the other. Call it fate- call it intuition, call it anything really, he makes his way, without knowing, to Fort Noctis- gingerly taking a place and keeping himself to himself. Even if something inexplicable seems familiar.
Is it Noctis' choice of game? Is it the character he's selected? Is it something else? Who knew. Something about this seems familiar- but it's not enough to call attention to. It's only when Noctis speaks that it's rather apparent. The timbre, the tone. It's him.]
It's good to see you again, Noct.
[He's not one to second-guess himself. Not in anything- let alone something like Noctis' voice- something as familiar to him as his own.]
I'd rather spectate. [In his own fashion.] 150CC, I trust?
[What can be said. His relationship with Noctis and video games has always been a terse one, but Mario Kart is universal. ]
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It was in her exploration that she stumbled upon the sleeping boy wearing a cat onesie. Something told her this might not be the best thing for him to be doing here. Last month she'd seen a few people end up getting a jolt to their systems when they didn't interact with people. There was no proof it would extend to sleeping during the event but was it worth the chance?
She approached him and reached down to touch his shoulder tentatively. ]
Wake up, kitty. We're supposed to be mingling, not catnapping.
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He looks up at the yelp and... raises his eyebrows at the confession.]
Why n-- [the not gets choked back with a quiet 'ghk' as he gets his own shock.] I was a crybaby when I was younger.
[He covers his face. Of all the stupid things he could have said--]
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[And he does. An elegant man with silver hair that extends to his thighs quietly moving to seat himself on a pillow and watch this little racing game play out. At least he's not decked out in his usual armor, instead wearing something like this.]
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Lorna Dane | The Gifted | OTA
B. Speed-Dating
[ooc: if you'd prefer brackets feel free! I'll match whatev ]
B. Speed-Dating (Preemptive permission to hurt him for flirting)
"Yeah, some people are definitely going overboard on onesies. I've definitely seen a sloth one. Anyway, I've been here since the second. So I'm fresh off the troop transport. You?"
no pls flirt
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"Too long."
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"It's like a children's playground."
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cloud strife | final fantasy 7 | ota
Following his injury, he wanted nothing more than to sleep. But. He'd been told to go. Plus, his shoulder had mostly healed by now. He'd had strength in his arm again, started to work again too.
So. he went, silently walking to an empty-looking fort as soon as he steps inside Pillow Town. A little while into it, this... wasn't that bad. He can prop himself up, he can just close his eyes while he listens to some garbage on a television screen, just until the next buzzer goes off and someone comes inside to talk.
Can't he?
No, someone's going to come in right now, it seemed. So when they do his eyes will open, and he'll shuffle back a little bit, fixing them with a stare for breaching the fort.]
Hey.
[Simply stated, of course. Depending on who enters, he's either going to shuffle to the back of said fort, or stay exactly where he is.]
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At his greeting, she dips her head, uncertain what to say other than a quiet and lame: ] Uh, hi.
[ She doesn't want to bother him. He doesn't look like she wants to bother him. She crosses the room, as far from him as she can, and settles up against the cushioned wall. After a few hesitant glances his way (that hair seems impossible), she finally pulls a book and pencils from a bag she'd brought in, flipping to a blank page. When she begins to sketch, she looks up at him often—more often than someone politely ought to.
Sorry, Cloud. You're now one of the many sketches in her notebook. ]
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no worries, it's not a tag from me without at least two
/hi5 we fail sometimes
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At least there's someone in this particular fort. Noct pauses, then speaks up. ]
Hey... [ The awkward silence that falls between them is unbearable. Noct decides to kick himself into the one thing he tends to despise doing: starting a conversation. ]
I don't get how they expect people to want to socialize and stuff when they set up a bunch of pillows and video games around.
[ They've put two of his favorite things out for him, and they think Noct is going to want to talk to people?? It's almost laughable. ]
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Pretending doesn't leave much room for paying attention. It's not her intention to run into someone else right now but intentions don't mean much in reality. She's learned that first hand. ]
Oh! I'm sorry. [ She means it. Not that she's not happy to meet someone new. In a way she is and a bright grin spreads across her face. ] Hello! Did I disturb you?
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Hey.
[At least this fort is Cloud's. He enters and plops himself down near him, pauses, shifts a little, and tugs that long tail out from under him.]
... this is stupid.
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CLOSED / Tifa
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charles xavier | ota
[ cue cards. ice-breakers. charles squints at them, unsure of what to make of them. honestly, it brings up terrible speed-dating rather than casual conversation starters. but whatever works. it's a different world. perhaps it's better to save questioning for later and go with the flow. what had charles to lose?
he clears his throat. ]
Hello, there. Would you mind answering this question? Just as a way to getting to know each other.
[ charles peeks a glance at his card. clears his throat. ]
What three words best describe you?
( ii. pillowforts )
[ fort pillowtown is a little . . . hard to navigate. with all the pillows and blankets strewn around, charles has had to backpedal often, trying to find a path through all the comforts tossed around. unfortunately, his wheels snag the edge of a sheet, often sending one fort crashing down, to which charles looks extremely contrite. ]
Oh, I'm terrible sorry. Please forgive me.
( iii. wildcard )
[ got a different prompt you’d like to do? ping me on
NAPS
He sits down across from his former teacher, the man who was going to help him learn to rein in his powers back when he was a mutant. The man who had struck him as the best of mutants, the one who sought peace and equality and had a road to it. David sits down and does his best not to stare, his best to do everything he remembers about blanking his mind and soothing his emotions so he doesn't have enough stray surface thoughts to awkwardly give away the whole thing. And he tries to focus on the question. Three words to best describe himself?]
You're Charles Xavier.
[Oops. Three words, but they DEFINITELY describe the other man, not himself. David shakes his head and tries to focus.]
Uh, let me try that again.
[Genius former mutant he thinks. But that would require explanation, wouldn't it?]
Survivor. Genius. Hacker?
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ii. pillowforts
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For the most part I don't mind his mind being read, even if plot stuff comes up.
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/wasn't sure, just added mind stuff.
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Haji | Blood +
[ This was not at all what Haji expected when he made his way inside to the given address, it helped that their was already people waiting to go inside. What in the world was this?
Socializing help? Pointless, he didn't want to socialize. Without Saya what did it matter? She would surely be asleep by now, and him in another world without his cello... why was he even here?
He fought not to physically show his displeasure at the idea. Staying perfectly untouched by emotion or life around him, until he stepped inside, bypassing the whimsical onesies and moving to find a place to suit, opting to stay in his strange suit with its front and back coat tails. Pushing a lock of hair out of his face, he reached down lifting the cue cards and looking them over with disinterest. Well, its not like he had anything better to do. ]
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Those cue cards were bullshit and Jane pulled a ballpoint pen out of her pocket, reaching for them.]
Give me those.
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Nida | Final Fantasy 8 | OTA
[Listen, this is probably the coolest thing that Nida has ever seen or been involved in. Ever. Not even kidding. This was something they needed back at the Gardens. There isn't enough softness there, and this? This is the perfect sort of soft and he's taking advantage of it. Which in this case means that's he, in his pajamas that look a lot like a cadet's uniform from Balamb Garden in pajama form. Which, surprisingly enough, is super comfortable and he looks pleased to be wearing.]
So, my first question is whether your world has dragons, bears, both or neither.
[He's back in old spirits, or trying to be. Which means the go to initial question has returned. Wait until he asks about the moon.]
2 - Fort Cozy
[Of course he has to find a fort to retreat to when all the feigned cheer and good spirits falls away. Sometimes you just need somewhere cozy to rest, and Nida's definitely chosen one of the larger pillow forts, because he knows there's a good chance he might run into some of his people, and they're the sort to arrive and declare war on other pillowfort nations. For now he isn't even really paying too much attention to the TV, just lying on a mound of mushy pillows and looking up at the little lights. Oh, and whenever someone sticks their head in he picks up one of the smaller pillows around and tosses them, aiming for the person's head? What? Potshots are totally allowed. All is totally fair in pillow fort love and pillow fort war.]
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At Nida's question, her brows curl, smile awkward. ]
Uh, no dragons I'm afraid. We do have a couple of variety of bears. [ A pause and then: ] Why?
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2 - Fort Cozy
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2 - Fort Cozy
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Zack Fair | Final Fantasy VII | OTA
To be honest, this is about the coolest thing that Zack's ever seen or heard of. Sure, he's heard that this place is evil and the robot in charge may be trying to kill them or something and his best friend got hurt by his other friend already and yeah. It's been an intense first week for Zack. And none of that matters quite like having a good time right now. And that good time means sitting at one of the tables outside of the forts, downing some snacks and a soda when he isn't looking directly at the person he's supposed to be talking with. Right, making friends. Not exploring the awesomely cool forts and thinking about how much fun it would be to have a nice capture the flag game in them.
"You know, my old company? When there were new people hired or arriving, they didn't say much of anything or do anything either. A guy could get used to social mixers instead of endless hours on the holo-training requirements."
2 - Street Fighter Anyone?
Note to self: Pillow forts are the best and should be replicated as soon as possible in his own living space. Would it be wrong to spend a lot of his duos on pillows and cushions and sheets to turn Cloud's room into a pillow fort? Probably. But Zack doesn't care. Because right now he's seated on a mound of pillows in a small, maybe two person fort, playing a video game that is apparently some sort of two person fighting competition, and he can't help but laugh loudly every time the computer kicks his ass and either rings him out or gets a TKO. What? He's trying. All of his soldier training didn't prepare him for video games like this.
"Hey," he calls to the first person who comes to explore his fort, "you know anything about games like this? Come teach me? Please."
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"I'm not really that great of a teacher, but it's worth a shot." Mostly, he just wants to be able to play video games, and sometimes it's nice to do so with another person, especially if it's a competitive sort of game.
Noct hunches past the entrance of the fort, taking a glance at the screen.
"Street Fighter, huh? I haven't touched that one in a while," he mumbles as he takes a seat, then gets a better look at the guy within the fort.
"You not really into fighting games? Or do you just not do video games at all?"
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Drifter | Destiny | OTA
This? This is extravagant. This is the poshest he's felt in a goddamn millennium, and he knows gluttonous Emporers.
So he's sitting in his pillow fort with a mountain of snacks beside of him, eating as if this might be his last chance to eat. In fact, he treats every chance to eat as if that might be it. He's used to eating fucking alien jerky, that here he is stuffing his face with real food, actual food, potato chips and jerky and candy and about five different kinds of soda he's halfway through plus a few more unopened.
At least he's not in his armor. Not in a onesie, but he's removed the hulking shoulder pads and boots and his gauntlets, so he looks like a more reasonable person perched in front of the TV watching an old comedy and biting into a large soft pretzel. His mouth as full as he gestures at the space next to him.
He's enjoying it. It's about a couple of rich old douchebags setting up two other average guys for the sake of a one-dollar bet. He's gonna enjoy when it turns around on 'em. He likes it when fiction gives you the relief the real world doesn't.
He's not really much in the traditional way of questions, he's completely discarded the prompts for the sake of making his own fun. But fuck it! If they're gonna have him here, he's gonna talk about what he wants to. He pretty much expects everyone else does the same.
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"How do you avoid angry hornets though? They'd probably drop and immediately assume the nearest person knocked them down."
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Hank Anderson | Detroit: Become Human | OTA
But as it turns out, he's awful at video games unless it's fucking Pacman or some shit. This is the pain of having given up a childhood of gaming in order to enjoy sports.
His middle ground is eventually finding a minigolf game, one where you use a measured bar to decide how hard to tap the ball and in what direction, so whenever someone comes by? That's what he's doing. Trying, being the operative word. He's stuck with the cylindrical golf ball at the moment.
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When she comes across Hank, she watches him a long, quiet time. He's not awful—well, he could be worse and that's what counts. Finally, his next mistake has her quietly snorting, handing covering her mouth as if it would stop the nose,"W-Wow, you really suck."
She's teasing if the grin on her face is much indication.
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Sephiroth | Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII | OTA
A) A game of chess?
He somehow looks elegant while sitting cross-legged on a throne-like pile of brightly colored pillows, long hair pooling down his back and trailing to the side to avoid being sat one. There's a game of chess laid out before him, waiting for an opponent.
Play? Y/N?
B) Movies
He's holding the remote and concentrating on flipping through the movie selections. He had wandered from action movies (droll) to romcoms. The latter he's starting to realize what it stands for.
"Do you find love humorous?" he asks whoever happens to be next to him.
C) NAPs
He's used to being interviewed and grilled on his interests (non-existent) when he was younger, at the height of the war. This feels similar but not quite. There aren't news crews for one and he gets to ask some questions himself.
"Do you know of these video games?"
CLOSED to Tifa: A Talk?
After meeting Zack and Cloud, he won't be surprised by Tifa showing any sign of hatred. He has a squid plush in his hands and was studying it by holding it out in front of him, looking completely harmless.
He waits to see if she'll attack before he says quietly, "I mean no harm."
He doubts she'll believe it.
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Hah. She laughs.
"Hell no," She doesn't really know much about love, not in the romantic sense, and she isn't really sure she'll ever experience it, but she's seen enough to know a little,"Romcoms are for people who want to fantasize about love knowing that, in the end, it's going to be a happy ending in the film. It's dumb feel good shit."
"Love isn't ever funny."
She looks too young to think that.
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C) NAPs...in a pillow fort. Because puns.
pun accepted. he may enter
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Connor | Detroit: Become Human
Connor didn't get the human socialisation necessary to appreciate just how stupid and dorky a onesie is. So he's wearing a onesie, and he's managing a perfectly straight face about it as well. It's the softest piece of clothing he's ever worn, actually. It feels nice. Don't judge him.
If you'd like to join him in his pillowfort, he's cross-legged in front of a video game, trying to make a raccoon in a wheelchair and a very hairy man work together on an ice flue to make fish and chips. He's got a
Nintendo Switch Joy-ConNontendo Flip Happy-Pro in each hand and sure, he's doing quite well for a man dressed as a narwhal double-fisting controllers, but it soon becomes apparent..."This isn't going to work out."
Right on cue, the raccoon falls in the water.
((ooc: I am a-ok with thread hijacking and multiple people jumping in because as you may know, Overcooked is at its best and stupidest with a full kitchen. Look, I just want characters yelling at each other about vegetables.))
2/ It's a lovely morning in the village, and you...
It's surprisingly nice in this pillowfort. Slouching around isn't particularly comfortable for Connor - it shunts his thirium flow around in odd ways and his body wasn't made for slobbing out - so he's mostly been sitting in his fort with legs crossed, perfectly upright, but he's wrapped himself in a blanket so fluffy he resembles nothing so much as a fuzzball with a narwhal horn...and hands for a video game controller.
He found a simply, brightly-coloured game where he controls a goose. It all seems perfectly simple, right up until he reaches the first bit and realises he has to ruin someone's morning to get through it. And he immediately feels a bit mean. And he shouldn't because these are pixels following simple programming.
The first person who joins him spares him this stupidest of dilemmas, because Connor can offer the controller and say, "Do you want to try?"
1. plate the goddamn fish
And there his partner is. In a whale onesie.
"What the fuck, Connor," he mutters, staring at the man's earnest face. But this time rather than protesting or insisting he change or something, Hank just snorts softly, smiles a gappy toothed smile, and grunts his way the rest of the way in.
He slides in behind him, slipping his arms around him and picking up the other controller.
"Alright, what the hell are we doing?"
He might need an easier level to learn on.
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Naminé - Kingdom Hearts [OPEN]
STORY TIME
She sits in a nest of pillows, dressed in a white and pink kitten onsie that makes her appear younger than she is. Her blond hair peeks around the hood and falls over her clavicle. She has kitty paws on her hands and feet and is otherwise completely covered in white and pink fuzzy fabric.
Her hands are place in front of her as she leans forward. If she'd had a real tail, it'd be waggling happily from left to right.]
I'd like to hear everything about your world. Are there moogles there? Or really big cities?
NAP TIME
She snaps her eyes open a few times, forcing herself awake, but her body inevitably wobbles and begins to sag in sleep.
Whoever is sitting next to her might find a small Naminé sized kitten leaning on their shoulder or curled inadvertently in their lap. Her eyes are closed while soft heavy breaths evenly exhale from parted lips.]
WILD CARD TIME!
Wanda Maximoff [OPEN!]
They weren't topics that came up in day to day conversation.
She was trying not to laugh at the list of questions when the changing seat indicator sounded. Her partner rose and left, a new person coming to sit across from her. She didn't look up but asked the least ridiculous question on her card.
"What do you think is the sexist animal on your planet?"
Yeah, that's what the card says.
ii. PILLOW FIGHTS... OR DID YOU SAY FORTS
Wanda thought that this was utterly ridiculous but sometimes you needed the utterly ridiculous and she'd learned to appreciate these things while they were here. She wasn't really interested in video games and while the movie's were fun, she had another game in mind.
Her fingers curled around one of the pillows before gently tossing it at the nearest persons face.
"Have you ever been in a pillow fight?" She hasn't but it sounded like fun and there was a lot of ammo here.
iii. WILD CARD
Also the pillow fight thread can have thread jacking and large group threads since it's a pillow fight... You can be in your 30's and still start pillow fights, it's cool.]
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"Do humans count as animals? Because if so, the answer is clearly me. Otherwise, I'm going for a Snow. Not the weather, the creature. Monster really. They're beautiful, like all the myths of sirens and the like? But with skin of ice and eyes like sapphires. Sure, you touch them and you've got frostbite, but damn, what a way to go."
Then he smiles at Wanda, a wide, cheerful grin that has mischief dancing in his eyes.
"Not that they have anything on you."
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Seifer Almasy | Final Fantasy VIII | OTA
Somehow, someway, Seifer got himself talked into a stupid looking chocobo onesie. Honestly he wouldn't have even entertained the idea of "getting comfortable" had Squall not been there to challenge. Somehow whenever they were in close proximity stupidity happened.
And now he was bright yellow, and fluffy. If anything could possibly be less dignified he'd like to hear it because right now he can't fathom it. It didn't take long for himself and Squall to be separated in the flurry of NAPs happenings, which was probably the best because they'd spend the whole time bickering instead.
Unfortunately that just left Seifer at a loss for what to do. He doesn't know. He just looks permanently annoyed and mildly lost.]
[OOC: Also open to any wildcards!]
C!
So, when he comes into the pillow fort (It's not like he knows Seifer's in there. Just one looks slightly more appealing than others, so he'd moved toward it. The sound of exasperation from inside only draws him closer. He knows it's Seifer. He's heard all of it at the forge before.)
As he looks in, he still double-takes. The outfit, and all. But he enters, at least before anyone else can. And.]
So I guess you guys are having a contest, to see who can wear it for longer?
[No context is needed. And he holds out his hand for the controller.]
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