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Hello, everyone!
First of all, Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah to everyone who celebrate them and Happy Holidays to those who don’t but celebrate something else I am not aware of!

I have a big announcement to make. Due to the recent debacle with livejournal’s overhauling of the comments layout, I have made the decision, in agreement with my co-mod crystal_shard as well as the approval of all people who sent me PMs to tell me so after my message to you earlier this week, to move this community to http://tronkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/

There are several reasons for this decision:

1. Due to the lack of subject lines and proper thread links it has become nigh-impossible to navigate or moderate this community. A workaround of this problem was possible, had the administrator honeycuddles been around to change the community settings to have a custom S2 look that would’ve returned the subject lines. However, even if that had happened, this comment overhaul is just the first of several waves of changes that the livejournal staff has in store for us. You can see details here: http://manonon.livejournal.com/6816.html Under these circumstances we do not think it is a good idea to stay here.
2. Many, many people have already reported that the livejournal default layout is causing them migraines, eye-strain and on a few occasions even seizures. Visually impaired people are also reporting massive problems navigating the comments. I cannot in good conscious force something like this on our members.
3. As mentioned above, I cannot properly moderate this community the way it is – due to the lack of subject lines all email notifications I receive from it are identical to each other, as well as to the email notifications from communities I track that are in similar state. On any given day I receive about a hundred identical notifications. This is an organizational nightmare I have neither the time nor the energy to try and sort through.

I am going to be absolutely honest with you and confess that I have not, in fact, attempted to contact honeycuddles since this comment layout debacle started. It has been several days now and I have not heard anything from her, even though this is her community to begin with and as such it is her responsibility. What is more, I have not heard from her since her supposed return months ago. She stopped responding to my messages a few weeks after she “returned” and has been silent ever since. I am absolutely fed up with chasing after and begging her to take care of that which she created. I have done so time and again, including involving lj administration and frankly, my patience has run out. What is more, personally, I find it humiliating to have to beg someone repeatedly to show some responsibility only to be blatantly ignored time and again and I refuse to do so again.

When she first returned I asked her to either transfer control of the community to me or to someone else who was willing to take up that responsibility at her discretion. She essentially pretended I hadn’t even spoken and made me and crystal_shard moderators, then she disappeared again. That is fine, but a moderator cannot solve problems such as the one we are facing now as we have no access to the community settings. Also, even if honeycuddles were to miraculously return again (for a few days) nothing can guarantee that she would do so next time when there is a crisis.

And finally, I want to notify you all that in a week’s time, on 2nd Jan 2012 I will be completely freezing all the entries I have posted to this community here on livejournal. You will be unable to post in them at all. The reason for this is, once again, the lack of subject lines that completely hamper my ability to properly moderate the community. I cannot be responsible, as a moderator, for content I cannot moderate. I understand that this decision might cause concern and frustration and for that you have my utmost apologies. In the new community in dreamwidth I have a set up an entry specifically for WIPs from the old (i.e. the current) community which you can find here
Those who miss the one week deadline to leave an update message on their fill thread about where they will continue filling their prompts can send me a PM later on, I will temporarily unfreeze the entry they are posting to so that they can do so. Once again, I am truly sorry that it has come to taking such a drastic measure.

And finally, I want to express my gratitude and appreciation for all the people who supported and helped me during the time I moderated this community here on livejournal, even and especially during the period when my position wasn’t official. I sincerely hope that you will continue to do so on dreamwidth as well. Also, I want to inform you all that crystal_shard will probably reassume her moderator role there and may be joined by one or two more people who have expressed a desire to lend us a helping hand with moderating and managing this wonderful community.

From now on, please post new comments, prompts, wips and everything that concerns the tronkinkmeme to http://tronkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/ http://tronkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/

By couchemal's excellent suggestion here you can share and look for dreamwidth invitation codes so our transition there goes smoother
Maître Hauchecome of Breaute: tron fight for the usersthisfishflies on June 9th, 2011 04:27 am (UTC)
smiley_anonsmiley_anon on June 9th, 2011 02:33 pm (UTC)
Srs Bizness [1/3]

“Sam. What… happened?”

Sam tried to keep a straight face. Really. He did. Tron’s expression was serious enough. Strained, even. The security program stared at him across the replica arcade, grey eyes fixed and searching, the crease in his brow twitching in a way that bordered between confusion and outright panic. Sam breathed deeply. Focus. Explain. You can manage that much.

Then the caption floated up to the side.

‘This iz srs bizness.’

Sam collapsed in a giggling heap as twenty pairs of slitted eyes reproachfully stared him down.

Cats. Longhairs. Shorthairs. Calicos. Tabbies. Sprawled across the arcade in undignified heaps, leaping to bat at imaginary butterflies, dangling down from a hole in the ceiling he was pretty sure shouldn’t even be there.

He couldn’t stop laughing.


Oh man, and Tron was just not helping. He gasped for breath, waved reassurance to the program now crouching down beside him as he shook with hilarity on the floor. He heard a huffing sigh, felt a touch on his shoulder. Sam closed his eyes, tried to stifle the giggles still building. Explain, then laugh your ass off. He could do that.

He looked up at Tron, managed not to lose his composure at the increasingly perplexed expression on the program’s face (though man, it was funny). Sam blinked a few times, even strung together a coherent response in his brain. Opened his mouth to deliver it.

Then his gaze caught on the puffball floating forward behind Tron’s shoulder. Tiny ears, limbs drawn in, little mouth in a determined frown that struck Sam as hilariously familiar. White text scrolled up around the brownish lump.

‘Hover kitteh
    Looking for
        purrmision to land’

…So much for coherency.

Six minutes later, Sam was calm. Calmer. No longer indulging in fits of laughter longer than thirty seconds at a time. Tron had dragged him up to the Grid-version of his dad’s little office, which had seating if nothing else, and attempted to “quarantine the contaminants”. Apparently this meant shooing cats from the room. Sam wasn’t much help. He kept staring at the scene and breaking into giggles. Tron. Herding… lolcats.

He snorted and covered his face. Calm. He could do calm. Really.

Sam felt the shifting of the couch as weight settled next to him, but no words came. He glanced up. Tron was looking at him, a flat stare that seemed to waver between frustration and fond amusement. Sam grinned back shakily, and the program tilted his head in silent question.

“Right. Uh…” He could hear the laughter in his own voice. “…remember that partition test I told you about last time?”

“You were going to isolate a sector outside the city and test compatibility with external hardware.” The even tone of the recitation reassured Sam somewhat. If Tron were actually upset, he'd hear it.

“Yeah. So… it went well.” This was the awkward part. “Better than well. So, I… we… uh…” Tron was giving him a look. “…we wound up testing Quorra’s drive, too. It… leaked.”

The program closed his eyes. Twitched slightly. “Leaked.”

“So, she downloaded this program. It… um…” …he? She? Sam really didn’t know. “It’s basically been stocking her hard drive with lolcats for the past few weeks. Nonstop. When we hooked up the connection, it… uh… redistributed.”

Tron just stared at him. “You… let…” The security program shook his head, and Sam winced. A moment passed, then Tron refocused. “Could anything else have copied over?”

“Shouldn’t have.” Yeah, that’s not a reassured look. Sam tried again. “No. We’re pretty certain. We weren’t even trying for a file transfer. This one program just kind of… hijacked the connection.”

Tron glowered into empty space. “Quorra’s program?”

“Well, she didn’t write it, but yeah.” It wasn’t like Quorra had known what would happen. Sam frowned. She hadn’t known. Right?

Tron sighed, and Sam glanced up. The unhappiness had mostly faded, and the program’s expression was more resigned than anything else. Sam smiled as the grey-blue eyes met his, and after a moment, Tron’s mouth curled faintly in response.



“What’s a ‘lolcat’?”
Trashquisitor Shirozora: YESshirozora on June 9th, 2011 02:36 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [1/3]
smiley_anonsmiley_anon on June 9th, 2011 02:40 pm (UTC)
Srs Bizness [2/3]
Sam grinned. “So… cats are little… animals in the user world.” He wasn’t completely sure how far Tron’s extra-worldly knowledge went, but the residual confusion in the program’s expression hadn’t increased yet. “And a lot of people… really like them. And take pictures of them. With captions.”

Sam glanced down to see yellow-rimmed orbs peering up from the blackness beneath the couch. He reached down and scooped up what seemed to be a pure black kitten, which dangled solemnly from his grip as purple letters drifted after it. ‘Ninja cat cannot be FOUND’ He snorted, deposited the fuzzy lump on Tron’s lap. “You missed one.”

Tron gave a baffled glance from Sam to the cat, and settled with staring suspiciously at it. It stared back. “They spawn,” he muttered darkly.

Sam bit the inside of his cheek as more laughter tried to bubble up. Tron reached out a hand and cautiously prodded the kitten. It looked distinctly unimpressed.

“These aren’t just image files, though.”

Sam shook his head. “Nah, Quorra’s… the program she found attaches a little script to help with the display. He glanced out the window in time to see a cat leap up the wall and fall off behind an inactive machine. “…and some might have been video files to start with.”

The kitten stared after the glowing circuits with interest as Tron’s hand withdrew. His return look was disgruntled at best.

“They haven’t caused any issues, have they?” He was pretty sure Tron would’ve brought up any serious problems before now.

“They… spread. Everywhere. Actual quarantine doesn’t hold them. Containment systems in general are… ineffective.” Sam very carefully restrained his grin. Sounds like cats.

Tron blinked as the ‘ninja cat’ text floated up in front. “They don’t even stay derezzed.”

“Wait. What?”

“They just recompile elsewhere in—”

“No, no… wait. You—” The grin grew and the hilarity bubbled up, and he really couldn’t hold it back anymore. “You tried to derezz a lolcat?” Can I get this on film?

Tron didn’t bother answering, just gazed back flatly as Sam tried to stifle his laughter. It took a while.

“…Oh man, you really…” He shook his head. “Right. Sorry. Uh, we’ll try to clear them out externally. It shouldn’t be too hard.” Tron was prodding the cat again, and Sam took pity on them both, reaching out to take the kitten back. It latched on to Tron’s suit with its tiny claws and refused to leave. Sam could hear the smile in his own voice. “It likes you.”

Tron glanced down almost desperately as Sam petted the kitten. “What does it do?”


“So it serves no function?”

“…I’d have to go with ‘amusement’ for that.” Sam was very amused. The more he thought about it, the more he wondered if Quorra had done it on purpose. They had talked about Caltech’s pranking tradition last night.
smiley_anonsmiley_anon on June 9th, 2011 02:47 pm (UTC)
Srs Bizness [3/3]
Tron tentatively reached out a hand and followed Sam’s example, stroking along the kitten’s back. It blinked slowly up at him, lids closing contentedly. Grey-blue eyes flicked from the dark puddle to Sam. “Why is it covered in hair?”

“Fur. It… a lot of animals are like that. So they stay warm.” This had to be one of the more surreal things Sam had ever seen. And I know surreal.

A soft rumble sounded out from the black lump, and Tron froze. Looked at Sam. At the cat.

“…It’s corrupted?”

This just did not stop being funny. “No. It… it’s happy. They purr like that when they’re happy.”

Tron’s expression was beautifully dubious. He cautiously laid a hand back on the kitten, and the rumble increased. Sam had never seen someone pet a cat so… warily.

After a minute, the yellow eyes opened, gazed up briefly at the program, and Ninja Cat seemed to decide its purpose was complete. It stood, stretched briefly with a wide and toothy yawn, and hopped down to stroll back under the couch. Curious, Sam stuck his head down to look further, but couldn’t find it. Maybe it ninja’d off to someone else’s furniture.

Tron was watching him when he sat up, a faint amusement tracing the program’s features that Sam felt sure wasn’t all directed at the cats. He grinned. “Any other crises while I was gone?”

One side of Tron’s mouth curved up in a smile. “Nothing urgent.”

“Well, that’s good.” Sam reached out to trace the side of Tron’s face, took in the faint brightening of the blue-white circuits. “I hate urgent.”

Tron huffed a soft laugh, hand tightening behind Sam, contact edging on the white panels of light in a way that made Sam’s breath catch. Sam pressed in, pushing Tron against the couch, and the program moved with him, easing back to let Sam straddle him. He watched Tron for a moment, memorizing the slightly open mouth, the intensity of the grey eyes as they reflected Sam’s own white glow—

Then Tron tilted his head, gaze sharpening past Sam, expression a faint frown as he stared upwards. His voice was rough, but the bemusement in his tone was unmistakable.

“…That’s not accurate.”

Sam reluctantly turned upwards. He blinked at the wide eyes peering down from an angled orange face. The cat’s head poked expectantly out of a square gap above them, bold black letters dangling below.

‘Ceiling cat is watching you masturbate.’

Sam closed his eyes, head dropping to Tron’s shoulder as he repressed the urge to curse.

Okay. Less lolcats.
Trashquisitor Shirozora: Calvin & Hobbes - roflshirozora on June 9th, 2011 02:59 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
Between this fill and this amazing Justin Bieber spoof my morning has totally been made.
smiley_anon: Panicked Samsmiley_anon on June 9th, 2011 08:21 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
*shakes head* I have no idea what I just wrote... but apparently sleep deprivation and lolcats work well together? :)

XD And that link... I don't even listen to vocals-inclusive music, and it was still lolarious.
noctavalnoctaval on June 9th, 2011 03:02 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
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smiley_anonsmiley_anon on June 9th, 2011 08:24 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
:D Oh gods, that's terrifying.

Ph34r t3h L0lcatz...
Xandri the Gate-pirate: Zetsubou-sensei - Kafukaxandri on June 11th, 2011 08:30 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]

So I got to the end, and I was like 'random sexytiems? that's random, but okay' and then I got to "... That's not accurate." and I



Here, have several internets.
smiley_anon: Panicked Samsmiley_anon on June 11th, 2011 09:33 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
:D Yay, internets! *noms*

Until I checked, I didn't even know what the original ceiling cat was watching. I was all set to close it with "ceiling cat is watching you", and looked it up to get a good visual, and... it was suddenly just that much better. XD
Brightdreamer (Mel): tron - chibi sam/tronbrightdreamer on June 12th, 2011 06:51 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
How did I miss commenting on this before? THIS IS AMAZING AND LOLTASTIC. I was giggling madly through the whole thing.
Allronix1allronix1 on June 15th, 2011 10:04 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
Reading this while listening to Tom Smith's "Cat Macros" song.

Oh, this is RICH! The idea of Quorra doing this just to screw with 'em? Awesome. The mental image of Tron trying to hunt down and de-rez an army of cats? The mental image alone...Oh, man.

But I flinched at the "it's corrupted?" query. Ouch. It was immediately relieved by the mental image of our dear firewall with a lap full of purring fur.

Edited at 2011-06-15 10:05 am (UTC)
smiley_anon: Tron v. Black Guardsmiley_anon on June 24th, 2011 09:31 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
XD... I didn't actually have that precise image in my brain until now. Thank you.

And this is a good bit post-Legacy, so Tron's had some time to cope with his own corruption issues. Still kinda unfortunate, though, yeah.
SyllaRasyllara on June 21st, 2011 01:57 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
Bit late, but – ohgod. I laughed so hard. This pretty much made my day. :D
smiley_anonsmiley_anon on June 24th, 2011 09:32 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
Hey! It's you! You exist on LJ, too? :D

Glad you liked. This is my first attempt at crack. This fandom makes me branch out writing styles so hard.
SyllaRasyllara on June 24th, 2011 04:04 pm (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
So it is, and so I do! XD Well, barely.

I am envious of your ability to write radically different genres so well. Nngh, want. *grabby hands*
Lauren or Lou, as you like.: binaryblindswandive on September 9th, 2011 03:40 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
::adores:: <3

"...It's corrupted?" is scary brilliant. This was a riot.
Megan Queenkesomon on September 29th, 2011 02:50 am (UTC)
Re: Srs Bizness [3/3]
I never knew I needed this in my life until now.

They spawn. XD Oh Tron, How are you so lovely.