Test Drive

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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: A FRUITFUL ENDEAVOR You arrive at the grocery store downtown in the early evening. There's still plenty of food, but of course the bread is no longer warm and most of the best selection has been taken. What's left of the produce is pretty obscure; what the heck is a lychee, or a starfruit, or a pluot? Maybe the skin of this one isn't meant to be eaten? What about the leaves? And as for the bread, what on earth is pumpernickel anyway? To say the least of what this must look like if you're not from Earth or some place similar. Maybe someone more familiar with obscure Earth foods will have some answers for you! TWO: YOU'RE BREAKING UP There's a bit of a malfunction on the network. Text posts seem to be fine, if received at a bit of a delay, but there's definitely some trouble with the audio and video functions. There's noticeable static interference in most of the voice and video posts, obscuring both audio and video feeds alike. Sometimes, the shape of a person can almost be seen in the static of the videos--or maybe it's the shape of a monster. Regardless, try to be polite to those you're talking with. It isn't their fault you can't hear parts of what they're saying. (Please write out all of your character's dialogue if you're using this prompt so that we can get a better feel for their voice! Simply indicate in the narration what cannot be heard as a result of the static, or leave it up to your thread partner to decide what does not come through.) Action Prompts THREE: COLD HANDS, WARM HEART Either you arrived in Norfinbury bare-handed or became that way somewhere along the road, but your hands are freezing. You worry you may be prone to frostbite sometime soon, but you haven’t had any luck finding any sort of fabric that you could turn into some makeshift protection. Your travel partner is in a similar situation, as well. That’s when you stop in a building for the night and find it: one perfect pair of fluffy mittens. But there’s only one pair. Will you give them to your companion? Keep them for yourself? Hide them? Or try to make a compromise? If all else fails, there’s always rock, paper, scissors. FOUR: ONE LUMP OR TWO? There's been a buzz on the network lately about a box full of tea packets having been discovered. Maybe you're a tea person or maybe you aren't, but for the sake of being able to drink something warm (and something unexpired for that matter), you've dragged yourself over to a rendezvous point for one purpose and one purpose alone: a tea party. Of course, there is always the danger of monsters, particularly when you're around too many people...but maybe it's worth it for a hot drink, right?

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Peridot | Steven Universe

[spacecloddity]

one

This is Peridot. I have arrived at the "grocery store".

[The skeptical quotation marks are not only audible, she actually makes the gesture for them with her fingers. That's how uncertain she is about this Earth concept of stores mainly containing food items.]

While I do have some past experience with the kinds of things humans use for sustenance, this is still a highly unfamiliar subject for me. As such, I have a few questions.

[She turns the tablet camera to show the store's selection of weird and unusual fruits.]

What is the purpose of offering so many different types of these plant seed-carriers? Do they have different effects on the organic physique? If so, which ones would be most suited for my current situation?

hello my child here is ur WILDCARD ACTION PROMPT

[phaseshifter]

[ As everyone knows, Norfinbury is a serious place filled with serious people who only ever do very serious things, as befits the danger of their situation. A lot of serious discussions take place about very, very serious matters.

None of them - none - is as serious as this one. ]

That is the worst ship I have ever freaking heard of.

[ SEE?

Okay, it's pretty neat to be sharing a building with someone who appreciates the fine art of matchmakey romancey things as much as Angel does. Sure. That's undeniable. But goddarn it, Peridot is shipping people wrong, and Angel has diagrams to prove it. Diagrams she is waving at Small Green Badatships because LOOK???? ]

You can't just break up established canon pairings that are in love because you want to ship doctors with doctors! It doesn't work that way. Plus, Doctor House is gross.

[ The diagram gets wiggled more vehemently. And by "diagram" I mean "doodle of Clayton and Ginger marked OTP." ]

@jwatson; video

[jumpthegun]

[John's still getting used to the whole... space alien rock thing. But he tries not to focus on that so much as the food. Real food. For a given value of real. His own expression is mildly skeptical.]

They really only have one type of fruit where you're from? They taste different for a start. Different vitamins in them, too. If there's anything citrus, that'll be good to pick-

Hold on. Is that bull's heart? Blimey... haven't seen that in an age. Cut it open and eat the insides. It's sweet, just a touch tart.

What's a place in the middle of Alaska doing with that kind of thing? It'd cost an arm and a leg and then some just to import it.

[ordinarymage]

[ There's the view of bright blues, as she seems to be looking as closely as she can manage before sighing a little and pulling back. ]

I'm not really sure about those fruits... [ She drawls momentarily before perking back up, ] but! I'm sure they'll all not be too bad for you if you need something to eat; I mean--

Well... They have so many seeds so you can plant new ones, and grow more fruits, otherwise you'd run out and then you wouldn't have them anymore. [ She rambles briefly, but she really isn't any more familiar with 'grocery stores' than the next person. A market maybe, but it looked so different. Sterile. ]

I mean I usually just eat the ones that taste the best. [ Sigh. ]

@letsplay, video

[selkiesoft]

*A cheerful fox-eared girl pops up on the screen.*

They all taste different! Not all of them are good though.

*She pouts for a moment before going back to cheerful.*

You have to try each one to find the best!

John Watson | Sherlock

[jumpthegun]

two
@jwatson; text
Found the pharmacy! That only took an age.
Couple of prescriptions here.
Timothy Wright and Gregory House.
I'll just nick them for you if you want to tell me where I can meet you to hand them over.
Anyone else stayed here recently, by the by?
There's someone knocking at the door, but I can't see anyone out the window.

Watson



three
Go on and take them.

[It's not even a question. John shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his jacket and offers a tight smile to his companion.]

One pair's a start, right? We'll find another. Unless you want to go halves and just switch off every so often.

[If he's with a woman, he might even add a wink because... well. Have to lighten the mood somehow when he's probably going to lose a few fingers.]

Could always hold hands with the off ones.

((ooc: Feel free to 4th Wall him. He'll assume you're a fan of his blog... and then be incredibly disturbed when you're not.))

two.

[bondorblood]

Stand on a box, maybe they're short.

[ Running with the assumption you might also be short, sorry buddy. ]

If you still can't see them I can only recommend not opening the door and letting the cold in, anything that doesn't want to be seen can probably not be trusted.

[ Really he's just suspicious and probably not always right. ]

3! and i apologize

[sharktrash]

[ Unfortunately, it seems his day is especially unlucky. No women. Rather, a dude with long white hair who looks like he's ready to murder for those mittens right now. Squalo was probably reaching for them without waiting for the encouragement, too, though he does give this John guy a somewhat curious look. How... altruistic. Maybe it was a doctor thing. ]

[ He wastes no time pulling the right one over the thin leather gloves he was wearing, but then -- ]

Actually, I only need one.

[ An observant eye might have noticed that his left hand seems unusually... still, when he's not using it. He manages to keep his teeth from clattering just long enough to flash a momentary grin. ]

Of course, if you insist, I'm sure I'll find something to put it on.

[ DID HE JUST FUCKING GLANCE DOWN TO HIS CROTCH. ]

@Ecks | text

[ecks]

Do not take Doctor Greg Hotstud's medicines. People become very angry when Doctor Greg Hotstud's medicines are stolen.

three

[westerley]

[Raising an eyebrow, first at the mittens, then at the guy. Look, Dutch values her fingers - they are incredible fingers, for sure, can do a multitude of things - but she also values her integrity. The one she has now. She crosses her arms over her chest, determined.]

Okay, let's go halfsies, then. You go first, though. You look like you need them more than me! [She's not sure it's actually true. Her hands hurt from the cold, have for days. She can already imagine the blisters that are going to appear soon.

His offer to hold hands makes Dutch chuckle, and roll her eyes.]

Yeaaaaah, no. Not gonna hold your hand, buddy. Nice try, though.

((ooc: being from an entirely different world she has nooooo idea who he is, so that could be fun ^^))

three

[unwillingdoll]

Oh, John, how positively lovely of you.

[Yeah, Rella's going to take those mittens. Sharing? She doesn't do sharing. Or generosity. All she knows is that her hands--her beautiful, delicate, slender fingers--are being mistreated and she cannot and will not let this persist any longer. It takes a great amount of self control not to snatch up the mittens, instead reaching for them delicately as she slips them onto her hands and admires them.

They aren't the sort she'd be caught dead wearing back home, but, well, desperate times and all that. She graces John with one of her brightest, most appreciative smiles. Adding the dash of concern is a bit harder...but she's an expert. She knits her brow just-so, and places a hand on his arm.]

I simply must find a means of expressing to you my gratitude.

[Rella finds the grace to look bashful. Perhaps due to that wink, or the suggestion of holding hands.]

My hands couldn't possibly be adequate.

one >:3; @totheark, text

[0thingsonmymind]

iwill take presc ript ion for tim othy w ri ght
ican meet

James "Bucky" Barnes | Mahvel

[bondorblood]

---

Three

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[ The sight of a pair of mittens makes one corner of his mouth twitch, like a little tick of amusement showing itself before it's gone. The fabric is thick, seems far more viable than the thin leather he had on, that had been lost somewhere along the trek. He could, theoretically, easily take the item and continue moving; but he's situated himself with the idea he's making choices now. Instead he pauses, shoulders hefting just a bit, ]

Put them on, or else you're going to end up like me. [ Okay, not likely; but frostbite and some injuries is as close as you're going to get to what lead up to this shiny metal arm he's got going on here. Still, it's an offering, a sort of companionable thing from a man who looks far from companionable. ]

It looks like it's only going to get colder. [ The words fall off of his lips a little gruff, one foot dragged out of the snow as if he's ready to start moving again, stubborn as always it seems the only real option they've got. ]

[1946redvelvet]

I somehow doubt I'll end up with a metal arm in this place, James. [Peggy's lips quirk with amusement, but she accepts the mittens, grateful. Slipping them on, she sighs at the feeling, her fingertips soon tingling as they regain sensation.]

Thank you. But, we can share. Metal and cold doesn't actually do well together much, after all. We can use them in shifts. [Nothing they're not used to, after all. They were in the war together. Even if he's not the same person he was then - he's still James to her.]

Let's get going, then. Need to find some shelter. [She'd offer to take his hand - any of them - in her mitten covered ones, to give him some warmth, too, but she knows better. James can be...skittish.]

yessssss

[powersouls]

[Tifa has been alternating between shoving her hands in her pockets and pinning them between her arms and her sides for most of the last few days. It isn't convenient, but she's not going to complain. She spent her first week here in a skirt, after all, so she can get through anything, right? Still, though, the cold hurts, although that's certainly better than if she couldn't feel her fingers at all. At least inside her poor hands get a respite from the wind.

She's searching for anything valuable herself when she hears him speak up, and then she turns, confused at first. That's when she spots the mittens, and her face lights up. She's certain, though, that he could use them too, metal arm or not. Tifa moves to stand beside him and hesitates, glancing up at him, trying to gauge his sincerity and also trying to figure out if that... Was him making a joke? About his arm?]

Are you sure? Don't you want them?

[He's the one who found them, after all.]

Yaaas Bucky Yaaaasss

[meteorrains]

[Have you ever met someone as intensely stubborn as you are, Bucky? Because if not, congratulations, Cloud Strife, at your service.

How he had actually managed to lose his gloves was still a mystery, really. How the tight fitting leather had loosened, how it had fallen from his fingers and become lost within some random snow drift for the rest of eternity was a question he was likely to be asking himself for a while. How he had never managed to pick up an extra pair was another mystery that was currently circling within his mind, considering how careful his normally traveling companions were about such things. Yet there he was, shoving his his hands that felt more like icicles inside of his pockets, trying to warm them enough to keep them from falling off.

Which was how he'd found himself staring down a pair of fluffy, completely ridiculous looking mittens.]

Pretty sure you need them more than I do. [Seriously, cold metal attached to your body can't be that pleasant.]

/leaning casually against a wall trying to play cool, is not cool, a;hdsfkajf;la BUCKY

[starsandtights]

[Steve rolls his eyes.]

Hardy-har.

[He picks up the mittens and holds them out to Bucky.]

You should take them, Buck. I'm doing OK with what I've got, if my fingers haven't fallen off by now probably they never will.

[He waggles the fingers of one hand, wrapped up mummy-like in a ripped strip of light blue sheet, a makeshift fingerless glove.]

Luxanna Crownguard | League of Legends

[ordinarymage]

One.

[ The feed is a little jumbled as she seems to be arranging things for a moment, before there is an exceedingly bright smile offered to the camera. ]

Luxanna Crownguard, Demacian Military service, [ A brief pause, glancing to the side before she sucks in a breath and continues on with that perky countenance. ] I'm not quite sure where I am. [ The Freljord in Hel maybe... ] But I seem to have found a food stash of some sort!

[ Some of it she knows, most of it she doesn't; and the tiny girl seems to be debating, briefly, how many potatoes she could carry considering she doesn't have pockets. ] Anyway, I think I can report the general state of things being less atrocious inside if anyone is looking for food and have a good guideline to your current whereabouts I can try and bring some by. [ Ever helpful. ]

Or better yet, you can come here.

@letsplay, video

[selkiesoft]

Food! Oo, oo, where is it? I haven't found any game around here. Or fruits or berries or roots to dig up or ANYTHING.

I'm, uh, well...in the snow! I guess that doesn't narrow it down.

*She giggles.*

I think there used to be an accessory shop here, but not much is left. Hmph.

Superbia Squalo // KHR!

[sharktrash]

-- 3

[ While Squalo did not, in fact, arrive bare-handed, it quickly became obvious that leather didn't provide much warmth nor insulation. In addition to the fact that he was used to slightly warmer climate, that means he's cold. Really fucking cold. Probably visibly shivering by the time they find shelter. ]

[ Naturally, he's making a grab for the goddamn gloves before you can say anything. This could end in a brawl. ]

[ Or, if you're the type to sit quietly and let other people take your stuff and lunch money, you'll notice him only snatching one and securing it on his right hand. The other one? Still laying there, and he stares at it for a moment before realizing he's just made something about himself obvious to a total stranger. ]

Aw, shit.

[ REACHING FOR IT. ]


-- 4

[ AH, TEA. MORE LIKE HOT LEAF WATER. Nonetheless, even hot water sounds like a good time right now, so yes. He'll be heading there. And complaining quite a lot, still looking cold like only someone from Mediterranean plonked in the middle of Syberia would manage to. ]

Vooi, are you fucking kidding me? No coffee? How are there any survivors again?

4!

[plundering]

[Tea parties aren't really Fiona's thing, but she's willing to drink anything in an attempt to get rid of this constant chill that's seemed to seep into her body. She's sitting on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table, her hands wrapped around a warm mug. If he's been paying attention, he'll notice that she doesn't actually seem to be drinking much of it. When Squalo starts complaining, her lips immediately quirk upwards into a smirk as she raises her eyebrows.]

What, tea isn't good enough for you?

Alice | Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World

[selfsufficiency]

network - 1; @???, text
[The message is short, simple, and to the point. There's a picture of a durian fruit in all its prickly, stinky glory, accompanied by a line of text. Of course it's impossible to read tone in text, but one can practically feel the annoyance rolling off the words in waves anyway.]

someone explain to me what this is supposed to be and why it smells so bad

network - 2; @???, video
[The image is blurred and staticky, but it seems to be a video and not a bad photo - because, at times, a figure seems to move in the static. There is one very brief instant where a girl's face can be seen, peering into the tablet camera, before it's obscured again.]

This is Alice! Any member of the Vanguard who can see this: I order you to check in. Now, please.

[The feed flickers back into view again, and the girl is smiling sweetly. The next moment, the vision blurs, and she's glaring. There seems to be a shadow of some kind behind her, but it turns to static again as she drops the tablet and turns to face it.

Words in red cannot be heard.]

action - 3;
[Alice is all smiles as she turns to her traveling partner, her fingers already curled around the soft, warm fabric.]

You wouldn't make poor little me have freezing cold hands all night, would you?

[She looks sweet enough, but there's a look in her eyes that says she will cut you if you don't let her have the mittens.]

action - 4;
[She doesn't have any particular fondness for tea parties, in and of themselves, but she's all about warm drinks. She's also all about scouting out the competition, and as far as she's concerned, everyone here is her competition for survival.

So here she is, arriving with a sickly-sweet false smile and a veneer of practiced innocence.]

Hello! I'm not too late, am I?

1 | @fenrir; text;

[meteorrains]

[Okay, so he has no idea what that actually is. However-]

Most of the food here smells like that.

Rey | Star Wars: The Force Awakens

[alwaysbewaiting]

one; (video)

[almost afraid to touch anything, rey holds her tablet up to take in the vast array of foods. she's not used to seeing so much in one place, and for her to take if she wants it.]

Can you eat all of this? It's safe? I can have anything I want?

@zachtastic; video

[majorlazer]

I wouldn't recommend the broccoli. That's the green afro looking one on the right, there. [Zach points towards it, but Rey's still pointing the camera towards the vegetables, so she wouldn't be able to see him.] I mean, it's okay baked and covered in cheese sauce, and that's not gonna happen around here.

I'd recommend the fruit if you're gonna eat any of it. Much nicer than anything else. I'd say it's all safe, although honestly? No idea what some of these are, and I'm from this goddamn world.

You're not, are ya?

jessica jones 🔎 mcu

[hoagie]

✘ COLD HANDS, WARM HEART

[ Mittens. Adorable.

It had taken Jessica a while to spot them wedged between the cushions of the sofa, having lingered by a window next to the front door to keep an eye out for stragglers until her tablet struck 8PM. By then, she'd managed to stamp most the ice caked to her boots onto the linoleum, and get some of the feeling back into her asscheeks in the process. A puddle follows her into the living room in streaks.

Her eyes linger on their discovery a moment, appraising, before she stuffs her hands in her pockets and turns away to walk further into the house. ]

Yellow's not my color. [ AKA take them before she rethinks deciding to tough it out in the fingerless gloves she was already wearing when she got here. They'd been enough back in New York, but not here. If her life wasn't enough of a joke already with her extremities intact... ]

I'm gonna go sit on my hands. [ Jessica can always be counted on to cede with the utmost grace. ]

[in_my_mind_palace]

[ Grace is no concern of his. ]

I've a full ensemble and generosity won't keep you alive. Or warm.

[ Not in temperatures capable of frostbite, but the weather wasn't his main concern. Actually, it was what she was so interested in outside. ]

Why are you looking for them? Don't we all get the warning?

[ A rather heartless sentiment on his part. ]

Selkie | Fire Emblem: Fates

[selkiesoft]

One
@letsplay; video

*A blonde, fox eared girl pops up on the network. She's in the meat section of the grocery store but all that's left are the icky bits, organs and left over parts and the like. She's holding a liver of some sort in its shrink wrapped packaging.*

Guys! You left the best parts! Did you leave those for me? You're all so sweet~

But...why is it all so cold? I know its cold HERE but meat is supposed to be nice and WARM

Four

*Selkie is ALL READY for this tea party. She's got a table set out and a tea pot and cups (only one is a tea cup, but the others are good enough) and has somehow even found a table cloth to put it all on. She is really, she is set, she is so good for this!

Sadly she's only seen tea already made and isn't really sure what to do with the tea packets. So whoever's first to arrive will find her sniffing at, licking or just plain chewing on one.*

Sherlock Holmes | BBC Sherlock

[in_my_mind_palace]

[ 2/4 ]

@SH; voice
[ Static eats up most of the dialogue: ]

Directions....to.....

[ Before it completely cuts out and text pops up. Fine. He prefers to text, at any rate. ]
@SH; text
Location for the tea?
Can bring sugar found at the market.
Also have bread for the tea.

[ He cannot get rid of the pumpernickel faster than offering it up. He'd rather skip a few meals then continue to stomach it, but he is spoiled by Mrs. Hudson and her cakes. ]

[ 3 ]

Forget the gloves. If food is lying around in a market than better provisions are lying around for warmth.

[ Not to mention fighting over who gets to wear them isn't on his list of things to do while searching for a place to stay before their time is up. He doesn't need an explanation to know he should listen to a timer when it's given having been here for a night already. They were cutting it close to the hour he remembers. ]

And I have my scarf. [ A short way of saying he won't be taking the gloves if they want them so badly.

The scarf is better for his neck but collar of his belstaff could be buttoned up for a reason and thankfully it is made of wool. London prepared him for colder days and nights seeing as they weather through many. ] If they're flammable we can put them to better use.

[ Clipping off a piece might be a good enough starter. If they can break off part of the wood, if there is any, from the siding them to make a decent enough fire. ]

[ 3 ]

[jumpthegun]

We're not burning gloves, Sherlock.

[ Has he never been in a survival situation in the cold? Really? John snatches them up and shoves them at the other man's chest. ]

Just put them on.

malia tate | teen wolf

[animalize]

OPTION A: NETWORK

[ username: wtf ]

no animals to hunt. food sucks. will punch anyone you want in the face 4 meat. also im cold can you do something about that.

OPTION B: ACTION

[ Malia is not actually traveling with you, don't get me wrong. She just happens to be existing in the same area. You're minding your own business, approaching the mittens with a gleeful look on your face. You reach out. You get shoved. Pretty forcefully. ]

Sorry. [ But not that sorry. ] I need these.

[ She stares expectantly at her victim. ]

So... bye.

A; @letsplay; video

[selkiesoft]

*She's figured out video but hasn't managed to pay attention long enough to get text yet. So Malia's text gets a response of a grumpy looking fox-eared girl.*

I know! Its so weird, I even tried digging in the snow all over the place but I couldn't find any game! How are we supposed to survive here?