If you'd like to apply to Snowblind and would like to test the waters first or get a sample set up for your application, this meme is for you! We've even provided some prompts for you to use if you want (but feel free to make up your own). Here's how it works.
✭ Reply to this entry with a character you're considering apping into the game. You can include the name of your character and the fandom in your subject line. ✭ Comment around to others on the meme, whether you're in the game already or not. ✭ Now you have a sample ready for your application! ✭ So go reserve and apply when reservations and applications are open. ✭ Seriously, do it.
Network Prompts
ONE: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
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THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
[He doesn't see her until he's almost right on top of her, the cabin and her half-frozen form suddenly appearing out of the gloom. Her words make him glance behind him, somehow managing to convey worry despite his helmet being incapable of changing expression.]
Um, you too? I thought I saw something back there, but I was kind of hoping I was wrong.
[That is the most fake laughter ever....for some reason? Hope isn't really sure why....oh wait maybe he stole it. That would make sense. Not that she'd blame anyone for stealing armour that keeps you warm here.]
I'd say that's one word for it.
So you're alright to stay out overnight then?
[Says the young woman who is currently freezing to death.]
[He half makes a fist pump to match the enthusiastic tone, before he remembers that the doors are all shut already and all night for him means all night for her too. The air of embarrassed worry disappears at once, melting into concern and something softer.]
But I guess not for you, huh?
[He reaches a hand out towards her.]
Maybe I can help you with that, if you'll let me? I might not be able to get us inside, but I can keep you off the ground and out of the worst of the wind.
[The disapproving frown is clear in his voice, though the sting is removed by the mingled worry that's threading through his voice at the same time. They might be strangers, but Al could never stand by and let someone die.]
You've got me to help out now, and I'm not going to let you die tonight, got it? So let's make a shelter, and then we can go from there. Just... don't give up, okay?
[That gets a smile from her. Optimism, she remembers when she had so much of that. Its a lot harder these days but having a cheerful person with you tends to make it easier.]
Got it.
[She'll give her arms one last rub before looking over at the snow.]
[Al thinks for a moment, desperately running through everything he's ever read to see if there are any facts about surviving extreme temperatures lurking at the back of his mind, but nothing much presents itself other than the obvious.]
Here, I'll shovel the snow out since it'll probably just make your hands colder to do that, and you use your feet to kick it into a solid bank against the wind.
[He's as good as his word, dropping to his knees right away and starting to use massive hands like shovels. He feels the loss of his alchemy keenly right now, this is definitely an occasion where it would be useful.]
Not where I was born, at least not all the time like this. We had snow in the winter, but it was just normal... Brother and I used to go sledding sometimes with Mom.
[It makes his heart pang to think of her, an old and dull ache that will never truly fade away, but his voice is wistful rather than sad.]
We travel a lot, though, and we've been to somewhere a bit like this. They call it Briggs, it's a military stronghold on the border of Amestris. How about you? Do you come from somewhere snowy?
[He's not sure how he's supposed to react to that. His initial response is pity, sympathy for someone who must have lived a terrible childhood to be locked away for so long. But she doesn't seem too cut up about it, so perhaps that was just how her people lived? Perhaps they all lived underground because above ground is dangerous somehow?
The silence elongates, only broken by the crunch of compacted snow and ice being moved aside to create a rough shelter.]
I guess it must be kind of amazing to see the snow then, huh?
[Deadly? Yes. But also amazing, he knows he would feel that way if he became capable of sensing cold again.]
[That makes her laugh, then wince because it is too cold to laugh.]
The people of the wasteland might have seen snow before, I haven't been through a winter there yet. They'll probably be impressed by this amount though. I can't imagine it gets this bad there.
[The people in the vault would be amazed at any snow but she's....still kinda exiled from there.]
[He digs himself in as close to the entrance to the little snow bunker as he can, making himself into an effective wall against the worst of the weather.]
You really think so? Wow, I wish it was that easy to be popular back home.
I think the more friends you have here, the better it is. It's always easier to deal with bad or hard situations if you have the support of people who care about you.
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Hallucinations....check. Wow my imagination is good.
[She's standing by a door she'd just been trying to open and failed.]
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Um, you too? I thought I saw something back there, but I was kind of hoping I was wrong.
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[She rubs her arms, trying to get more circulation to them.]
That's some strange armour, does it keep you warm?
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Why is the armour the first thing anyone asks about? Why has he not learned to anticipate this by now? Oh no, the silence is stretching...
...streeeetching...]
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[This is the most unconvincing laughter ever.]
I don't even feel the cold in here, isn't that amazing?
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I'd say that's one word for it.
So you're alright to stay out overnight then?
[Says the young woman who is currently freezing to death.]
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[He half makes a fist pump to match the enthusiastic tone, before he remembers that the doors are all shut already and all night for him means all night for her too. The air of embarrassed worry disappears at once, melting into concern and something softer.]
But I guess not for you, huh?
[He reaches a hand out towards her.]
Maybe I can help you with that, if you'll let me? I might not be able to get us inside, but I can keep you off the ground and out of the worst of the wind.
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[She looks around. The snow is high everywhere and this house is a bust.]
Do you want to help me create a snow cave instead? That would help block the wind and it would keep me moving.
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[The disapproving frown is clear in his voice, though the sting is removed by the mingled worry that's threading through his voice at the same time. They might be strangers, but Al could never stand by and let someone die.]
You've got me to help out now, and I'm not going to let you die tonight, got it? So let's make a shelter, and then we can go from there. Just... don't give up, okay?
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Got it.
[She'll give her arms one last rub before looking over at the snow.]
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Here, I'll shovel the snow out since it'll probably just make your hands colder to do that, and you use your feet to kick it into a solid bank against the wind.
[He's as good as his word, dropping to his knees right away and starting to use massive hands like shovels. He feels the loss of his alchemy keenly right now, this is definitely an occasion where it would be useful.]
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[She'll start kicking the snow as best she can. At least this way it's keeping her warm.]
Is there much snow where you're from?
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[It makes his heart pang to think of her, an old and dull ache that will never truly fade away, but his voice is wistful rather than sad.]
We travel a lot, though, and we've been to somewhere a bit like this. They call it Briggs, it's a military stronghold on the border of Amestris. How about you? Do you come from somewhere snowy?
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The silence elongates, only broken by the crunch of compacted snow and ice being moved aside to create a rough shelter.]
I guess it must be kind of amazing to see the snow then, huh?
[Deadly? Yes. But also amazing, he knows he would feel that way if he became capable of sensing cold again.]
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[She was in a simulation with some once but it's really not the same. She'll pack more snow in as they go.]
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[Looking on the bright side is his speciality, there's always got to be a silver lining everywhere.]
Just think about how impressed people back home will be when you get back there and tell them about all this snow.
[The unspoken "because you're not going to die" is a strong undertone.]
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The people of the wasteland might have seen snow before, I haven't been through a winter there yet. They'll probably be impressed by this amount though. I can't imagine it gets this bad there.
[The people in the vault would be amazed at any snow but she's....still kinda exiled from there.]
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Okay, I think the shelter is as ready as it's going to get. How about you get in and I'll sit at the entrance and block the wind?
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Okay.....and thanks. It's nice to have someone to talk to out here. It should keep me awake at least.
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[He gives her a bit of a cheesy thumbs up, and she might get the impression that he'd be grinning if his face could move.]
Conversationalist and wind-breaker, I'm a guy of many talents.
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[She settles in, rubbing her hand.]
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You really think so? Wow, I wish it was that easy to be popular back home.
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Well I'm not exactly an expert myself but I don't see why it wouldn't be good here.
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[Optimism! Hope! Shounen stuff!]
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