In Nickelodeon's world, it's an HONOR to get slimed. To get slimed is to be inducted into its green, gooey kingdom of belly-laughs and joyful shrieks, where boring rules like "do not touch" or "please be quiet" don't exist. Why would they?Adults made them up. Slime City's for kids. As such, the 13-room universe we created is a fast-moving, interactive playground of neon-green delight. The best way is to experience it *as a kid,* so let's pretend we're kids again:
Finally. You've been waiting for this day FOREVER. As your mom's car pulls up to Slime City, slime drips down the building. Inside: waterslide pipes swirl from ceiling to floor, so all you can think as you're whisked along is, "There's gotta be slime in there." And there is: at the very first stop, slime spews into a bubbling trough. YOU'RE ALLOWED TO TOUCH IT! So you do, obviously.
You run from room to room, buzzing from the energy around you. There's so much to see, like a black-lit neon room where neon pictures hover in the air like magic.
You stop for pictures just long enough to make a face. (You're here to PLAY, not pose, mom. But fine.) Suddenly, you're inside a bottle of soda, or at least that's what it feels like: gigantic bubbles float all around as the floor's optical illusion renders gravity obsolete.
You swing on tire swings, spin on a merry go-round, and dive into the biggest bean-bag in the world.
Finally, it happens: There's a rumbling from the pipes, a countdown (3,2,1...), and SPLASH!