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 LONG WALK HOME
You wake up at 6AM when lockdown ends, cold and tired, like you've been walking miles in the snow. But that's normal, isn't it? What isn't normal is your surroundings. You're in a new building, maybe one you've never seen before, or one you know is far, far away from where you were the night before when you fell asleep. If you were traveling with someone, you notice, also, that you are alone. There's no telling where your traveling companion could be.
When you check the network, you notice that @ADMIN has left a message.
Surveillance encountered an error shortly after 8PM last night and was out of order until shortly after 6AM. We apologize for any inconvenience.
Whether or not you're confused or concerned about the message, maybe a post to the network will help you re-orient yourself.
TWO: GOING ONCE, GOING TWICE...
Seems you've found a rather valuable commodity. Something like alcohol, tea, coffee, cigarettes, or perhaps even something medical. Whatever you've found, you have no real interest in it, yourself. But you know that there's a market for it, and you see the opportunity to turn this into a win-win situation. You're not physically around anyone that you know of, so you propose a network-wide trade. And whoever makes the sweetest deal can be the proud owner of their craved luxury.
Action Prompts
THREE: A SYMPHONY OF SOUND
You and your traveling companion thought that the house you decided to stop in for the night seemed normal enough. But lockdown hits, as it does every night, and things start to get strange. Soft sounds of crying; children crying, parents crying, screaming for their own safety. Maybe it's just the sound of the wind rushing so hard through the rubble you fear the ceiling will collapse. Maybe it's your own voice whispering to you to do awful things. Whatever the noise is, it's too much for you to fall asleep, coming to eerie crescendos and ebbing in volume at entirely irregular intervals. Looks like you and whoever you're with are in for a long night.
FOUR: IN DUE TIME
After a grueling day of travel, you and your companion finally come across safe shelter. And it seems to be a nice house, too, with a working fireplace and everything. The only strange part is that you aren't alone--but the other people in the house don't seem to be aware of you. In fact, they don't seem to be aware of anything; they're frozen in time, unmoving, unblinking, not even breathing. They can be touched, but they can't be moved. No matter how hard you try, they're rooted to the spot. They seem to be like you, weighed down with heavy winter wear and backpacks, not like the nondescript shadowy people that wander the town.
Oh well. They're probably harmless, and it isn't like you have time to find a different place to stay.
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snowblindmemes2016-04-15 09:29 pm
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[Stubborn, Peggy crosses her arms, irritation finding purchase on her heartache. She lets out a small huff.]
You - you men are simply impossible. You think of yourselves so tough, so impenetrable, so strong, you want to protect and serve and all this, this bullshit and I'm so, so tired of taking orders from you, any of you.
[In her rant she starts pacing around the room, but whips back to look at James, with fire in her eyes.]
You do not scare or intimidate me, and do not give me a I should, I'm so dangerous. [As she says the words, she lets her voice go deep, imitating his growly tone.] You're no more dangerous than anyone else here, you realise?
[Throwing her hands to the ceiling, Peggy sighs heavily.] Men. When I ask you to tell me what to do, I'm not asking for - this!
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She should be scared of him, she's wrong there.
But it's nice that she isn't. He wants to be more Bucky Barnes than the Winter Soldier, and to be treated this way in the longest conversation he's had in decades about something other than an assassination, it's-- pleasant.]
Sorry, Agent.
[The tiniest of smiles ghosts at the corner of his lips, incongruous with how hard his eyes still are.]
You did ask.
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Well, I'm sorry I did, and I wouldn't have if I'd known it'd turn into such a - a Neanderthal.
[Frustrated, tired and not just a little sad, Peggy moves over to one of the windows, trying to distinguish anything in the darkness outside. She hugs her sides, missing Steve's warmth, his willingness to keep her close, how good it felt to have his solid frame to lean against.]
I wish you could see just how unfair you're being. To him.
[She says the words in a small voice, more to herself than to James, even though she knows he can hear her. He's being unfair to her, too, but it isn't the point she's trying to make. She hates just how badly Steve is hurting, thinking he's let James down.]