sheets all on the floor just like an ocean ...

[headandhand]

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.

Comments

[bravers]

Oh.

[ ....O... kay. He blinks, just once at that confirmation, before he lies down on his side. Squall... is okay to come in. He's not going to bristle, and he's not going to find another fort. It's him. It's fine. So. He rests his head on his hand, eyes following Squall should he enter, in slow examination of the getup.

And.]

I checked on Boko before I left. Looked like he didn't want to come with.

[And. (He can't help it.)]

...Isn't that kind of gear kind of warm?

[silentnarration]

[He's about to point out that they should be suspicious Boko didn't want to go somewhere with Cloud when the follow-up question distracts him. He looks down at his front, placing a hand over his midriff. A little disturbed by the details. How much does the Head know about their world?]

A little. But it's more comfortable than I thought it'd be.

[He picks up the remote to turn on the little TV, turning the volume down to barely audible levels as he idly checks what's available.]

Seifer has the chocobo one.

[Because yes of course Seifer is involved.]

[bravers]

[Is that a hand? Because it looks like a comically oversized paw to him. He watches Squall pick up the remote and moves himself a little closer. Hey. If Squall happens to slump against him, that's fine. He's not going to make a big deal out of it.

Dualis tends to have a ton of trash TV. It's dystopian in nature- whether it's gameshows featuring a series of robots where the loser is reduced to scrap, cooking shows featuring robots where the loser is melted into slag, it's... pretty strange viewing. And a lot of the shows make his eyebrows furrow.

So he only mostly watches them, keeping most of his focus on Squall.]

He'd wear something like that?

[Well. Squall's in one. That's a surprise, actually...]

[silentnarration]

[His hand is under there somewhere. Thankfully there's actually a slot for his fingers to slip through and pick things up. The shows are weird. Is this what TV is supposed to show? His world was devoid of TV and radio growing up. There's the network in Garden but Dualis's internet trumps it by such a large scale, he's still trying to comprehend the number of videos and resources he can just fine lying around.

He ends up settling on the cooking show because watching robots melt is satisfying. He notices Cloud coming closer and after some thought, grabs a nearby pillow to lazily toss onto Cloud (and likely smacking him with that paw in the process) before curling up and lying against him that way. While keeping the TV in view of course.]

The seller said guys like us would never wear it. [He huffs, almost childish. Of course Seifer had to make a comment after that.] It's a challenge. I'm not going to lose.

[bravers]

[He's not exactly fond of TV either. It's not like it doesn't exist in his world, but it's Shinra owned, Shinra operated. It's all for a purpose- a purpose that experience has made him deaf and blind to. So... yeah. Watching robots get destroyed is trashy. Predictable, too. Once you've seen one robot get totalled, the others aren't exactly anything that holds his attention.

But it's better. Slightly. Marginally. But, the contest.]

How do you know he's wearing his? Either of you could take it off and any time and put it back on again.