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.
Action Prompts
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?
You are asking what I would do if I were the one who found myself trapped on the wrong side of an impregnable door? What I would do until the spiders, or spider shaped things, or other creatures came to feast on the meat and bones that would be all that was left of my body?
What I would do...
[His voice is a low croon.]
I would die.
Death is the mandated choice by our mysterious and all powerful administrators, and who are we to argue with their vastly greater knowledge? Their strong suggestions of locked doors and freezing temperatures are so persuasive that nobody has yet managed to resist them. Not that I would try resisting them.
Will you try resisting them? Hypothetically speaking.
[Emmanellain listens intently, but at the end of it, he really wishes he hadn't. Spiders shaped things? Creatures that would feast on his...
O' Halone, give him strength...
There's a good few moments of just silence as he processes this and... tries to think of a reply that wouldn't just be him giving away that such a suggestion actually has him pretty damn terrified. After his incriminating silence, he finally finds means to bolster himself, fluff up the facade to find that he's freaking out.]
Haha! That is quite the suggestion, old boy! Though, I can scarce imagine giving up will help matters at all, seems a little grim for my liking. Even if resistance might yet be futile, it would be a sorry sight if one were to just give in like that, do you not agree?
[He swallows thickly.]
I—I was not aware that such creatures existed here, however. I must confess, I feel sorry for any fool who has gotten himself locked out in this miserable cold with those—those things about.
[Cecil smiles. He feels his heart go pitter-pat in his chest, or perhaps it thuds like a thousand tiny drums beaten by a distant army, or perhaps it is not his heart that he hears at all. But he thinks that it is, and he is fairly sure that it is beating in joy because so much hypothesising reminds him of a certain boyfriend.]
Tell me, are you a scientist?
[His voice is like caramel. Sticky.]
I have never heard so many hypothetical questions come from anyone who is not a scientist, with their amazing ability to release their minds beyond the shallow and constricting confines of their own situation and body.
[His smile widens, the drum beats in his chest get louder and faster like the swelling buzz of hornets.]
Unless you are not a scientist. Unless you hypothetical is actually reality in a thin and tempting disguise.
Ahh--I cannot say I am, but I would be lying if I said that science held no interest to me.
[Interest in the same way the general populace thinks scientific break throughs are neat, then they quickly forget about them. If it's something to talk about, he'll be on it, but that doesn't mean he understands a damn thing about it.
However, with Cecil basically calling him on his bullshitting, he just lets out a slightly nervous laugh, as if it is at all convincing in its dismissal.]
Nay! What a silly thing to presume. Mayhap I just wish to collect some favorable advice ere such a situation ever arise. For myself--or others. One could scarce blame me. I-It most certainly is not happening to me right this instance.
[He sounds like he really means it. He does really mean it.]
I could only wish that I had friends that would think ahead for me so assiduously, so that I could be assured of expert advice already pre-gathered when I found myself in a soon-to-be fatal position.
I hope the advice I gave you will help you to help your very fortunate friend.
Indeed I am, any and all are lucky to befriend me!
[He sounds like he really means what he said as well. Because he does...]
Well, mayhap if we get to know each other a little better, you may be as fortunate enough to be gifted with such a stout friend! Information gathering is a bit of a talent of mine.
[Aka he's a huge gossip and likes gathering ALL THE DETAILS ABOUT ANYTHING OF INTEREST.
...He ignores the part about the advice, however, merely because that was awful advice and who would that actually help?]
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What I would do...
[His voice is a low croon.]
I would die.
Death is the mandated choice by our mysterious and all powerful administrators, and who are we to argue with their vastly greater knowledge? Their strong suggestions of locked doors and freezing temperatures are so persuasive that nobody has yet managed to resist them. Not that I would try resisting them.
Will you try resisting them? Hypothetically speaking.
no subject
O' Halone, give him strength...
There's a good few moments of just silence as he processes this and... tries to think of a reply that wouldn't just be him giving away that such a suggestion actually has him pretty damn terrified. After his incriminating silence, he finally finds means to bolster himself, fluff up the facade to find that he's freaking out.]
Haha! That is quite the suggestion, old boy! Though, I can scarce imagine giving up will help matters at all, seems a little grim for my liking. Even if resistance might yet be futile, it would be a sorry sight if one were to just give in like that, do you not agree?
[He swallows thickly.]
I—I was not aware that such creatures existed here, however. I must confess, I feel sorry for any fool who has gotten himself locked out in this miserable cold with those—those things about.
Hypothetically speaking, of course.
[Halone save his pathetic soul.]
no subject
Tell me, are you a scientist?
[His voice is like caramel. Sticky.]
I have never heard so many hypothetical questions come from anyone who is not a scientist, with their amazing ability to release their minds beyond the shallow and constricting confines of their own situation and body.
[His smile widens, the drum beats in his chest get louder and faster like the swelling buzz of hornets.]
Unless you are not a scientist. Unless you hypothetical is actually reality in a thin and tempting disguise.
no subject
[Interest in the same way the general populace thinks scientific break throughs are neat, then they quickly forget about them. If it's something to talk about, he'll be on it, but that doesn't mean he understands a damn thing about it.
However, with Cecil basically calling him on his bullshitting, he just lets out a slightly nervous laugh, as if it is at all convincing in its dismissal.]
Nay! What a silly thing to presume. Mayhap I just wish to collect some favorable advice ere such a situation ever arise. For myself--or others. One could scarce blame me. I-It most certainly is not happening to me right this instance.
no subject
[He sounds like he really means it. He does really mean it.]
I could only wish that I had friends that would think ahead for me so assiduously, so that I could be assured of expert advice already pre-gathered when I found myself in a soon-to-be fatal position.
I hope the advice I gave you will help you to help your very fortunate friend.
no subject
[He sounds like he really means what he said as well. Because he does...]
Well, mayhap if we get to know each other a little better, you may be as fortunate enough to be gifted with such a stout friend! Information gathering is a bit of a talent of mine.
[Aka he's a huge gossip and likes gathering ALL THE DETAILS ABOUT ANYTHING OF INTEREST.
...He ignores the part about the advice, however, merely because that was awful advice and who would that actually help?]