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: SPAM IS MEANT FOR A CAN You awoke today to find a private message in your inbox full of glitchy text from an unreadable username. It doesn't seem to be from @ADMIN, and it's doubtful that any of your fellow unfortunate survivalists have the ability to send a bunch of garbage text from a dummy username. Any attempts to contact the sender of the message only yield silence.
Perhaps your friends on the network will have a better idea of what's going on.
TWO: DING DONG PING PONG You found an app on an SD card that lets you play a game--the app simply refers to it as "game," but those who are familiar with Earth's gaming history will recognize it as Pong. The graphics have been updated, but the mechanics are as simple as ever. Just bounce the ball back and forth and try to hit it past your opponent. This version lets you play with a friend over the network and supports chat simultaneously, so you can video or voice chat while playing with someone!
Or you can use text, but that would probably be inconvenient while you're trying to play.
Action Prompts
THREE: BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE The blizzard has been raging worse than usual for nearly a week now, making travel incredibly dangerous. You and your travelling companion have been stuck in the same house since the weather went out of control, and it's starting to have an effect. While you've not yet succumb to the dangerous fugue that would lead you out into the snow, cabin fever is definitely starting to set in for you...and whoever you're stuck with.
As long as you keep telling yourself the eyes on the walls aren't real. You're the only one who can see them, after all.
FOUR: A TENT-ATIVE FRIENDSHIP Everything has locked down for the night, and it looks like you're trapped outside. This almost certainly means death, but maybe you don't have to take it lying down. You walk for a while, and--what's that? Through the snow, the light of your tablet faintly illuminates the shape of a tent. It seems someone else is stuck out here, too, but they've been luckier in their searches than you.
Time to go see if they'll take pity on you for the night. You probably don't have much longer otherwise...
Gaige scoffs. "Oh no, he has a wrench, what's he gonna do. I don't see him taking third place in any science fairs with it."
She misses Deathtrap.
"I don't really care how good he is at choking people," she says, propping up her head in her hand. "He can't be a coward and shoot someone with their back turned anymore, so this is still a net gain for people like us, with consciences and souls. Speaking of," she says, totally just switching gears for no reason, "anyone else from Pandora show up here yet? Maybe more people who aren't psychopaths?"
Wow, the thing about shooting people in the back is a slightly odd thing to say. Angel can't think of any notable instances of that.
In the last few months.
That the vault hunters saw.
Firsthand.
Oh well, there are much better things to talk about!
"Yes! Um, nobody you know, though. I think. His name is Rhys! He has a robotic arm, too. And one of those fancy ECHO implants in his eye. And he brought a robot with him! A cute little one. Dumpy. He's even sweeter than Claptrap."
Which may not be saying much as far as 99.999999% of people are concerned, but hush. Angel loves that funny little robot, okay.
"Never heard of him." But if he's got cybernetic implants, he can't really be that bad of a guy. She's focusing more on Angel calling Claptrap sweet.
"Angel," she says. She's really trying hard not to sound condescending. "The bar to be better than Claptrap at something?" Really trying. She lowers her hand to the floor. Just, like, touching it. Not even hovering a little bit above it.
"Oh, don't be so mean! He's funny. And he tries really hard. Have you seen him dance? He's adorable!"
She's vaguely aware, in a distracted kind of way, that this description also applies to Rhys. Rhys who is a whiny noodley corporate buttloaf. Rhys whose robot may be small and cute, but also screams pretty much constantly and bumps into people's heads and is generally hated by almost everyone.
"I did see him dance. I went to his birthday party."
And even if that was one of the lamest experiences of her life, she did end up feeling a little sorry for him by the end of it. Mostly awkward, but, like, come on. Scooter couldn't even get off his ass and come to a junk heap in the corner of Sanctuary? He practically lived in one anyway.
She puts her hand back in her lap. "I guess he does try pretty hard," she concedes. "So what's Dumpy like?"
She brightens noticably at the prospect of getting to talk about Dumpy. BECAUSE DUMPY IS CUTE. EFF YOU.
"He's so frickin' cute! He's a tiny little Atlas drone - Iunno if you ever saw one? The kind with the taser. He's really loyal and affectionate. And brave. And, uh, his hard drive has clips from a bunch of songs on it, so he plays those to us sometimes."
You know. When he's not screaming the unholy scream of satan himself.
Oh god this is so much worse than she thought. Yeah there's still an Atlas droid around even after they apparently got wiped off the face of Pandora that somebody made an "mmm whatcha say" meme about with security camera footage of the exploding armory, yeah Atlas probably has so many gears to grind with everybody who helped take them down (including Gaige by association so honestly she's probably safe), and yeah there's something troubling about a drone with a taser being affectionate, but there is a much bigger problem here.
"Taylor Swift? Oh my god, Angel, don't tell me that's all you guys have to listen to around here."
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She misses Deathtrap.
"I don't really care how good he is at choking people," she says, propping up her head in her hand. "He can't be a coward and shoot someone with their back turned anymore, so this is still a net gain for people like us, with consciences and souls. Speaking of," she says, totally just switching gears for no reason, "anyone else from Pandora show up here yet? Maybe more people who aren't psychopaths?"
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In the last few months.
That the vault hunters saw.
Firsthand.
Oh well, there are much better things to talk about!
"Yes! Um, nobody you know, though. I think. His name is Rhys! He has a robotic arm, too. And one of those fancy ECHO implants in his eye. And he brought a robot with him! A cute little one. Dumpy. He's even sweeter than Claptrap."
Which may not be saying much as far as 99.999999% of people are concerned, but hush. Angel loves that funny little robot, okay.
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"Angel," she says. She's really trying hard not to sound condescending. "The bar to be better than Claptrap at something?" Really trying. She lowers her hand to the floor. Just, like, touching it. Not even hovering a little bit above it.
"It's high enough for him to climb over."
Maybe she's not trying that hard.
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She's vaguely aware, in a distracted kind of way, that this description also applies to Rhys. Rhys who is a whiny noodley corporate buttloaf. Rhys whose robot may be small and cute, but also screams pretty much constantly and bumps into people's heads and is generally hated by almost everyone.
Gaige is gonna love him.
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And even if that was one of the lamest experiences of her life, she did end up feeling a little sorry for him by the end of it. Mostly awkward, but, like, come on. Scooter couldn't even get off his ass and come to a junk heap in the corner of Sanctuary? He practically lived in one anyway.
She puts her hand back in her lap. "I guess he does try pretty hard," she concedes. "So what's Dumpy like?"
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"He's so frickin' cute! He's a tiny little Atlas drone - Iunno if you ever saw one? The kind with the taser. He's really loyal and affectionate. And brave. And, uh, his hard drive has clips from a bunch of songs on it, so he plays those to us sometimes."
You know. When he's not screaming the unholy scream of satan himself.
"Mostly Taylor Swift!"
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"Taylor Swift? Oh my god, Angel, don't tell me that's all you guys have to listen to around here."