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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: MAP CRUNCH It looks like all the maps that you and your fellow captives have been spending so much time building have corroded and the files are unable to be viewed any longer. You've planned a rendezvous with another party in a building you've never been to before--and now you're not sure how to get there. Maybe someone on the network will be able to help guide you to your destination. TWO: SOMEBODY CALL 9-1-1! You got inside before lockdown, but not without the cost of sustaining an injury in your haste. You're fortunate enough to have found a first aid kit in one of the cabinets, but without medical experience you decide to contact the network for some advice in cleaning your wound. Or maybe you'd just like the company and reassurance while you try to stop the bleeding. Action Prompts THREE: DEFINING LANDMARKS You and your traveling companion decide to spend the day building a landmark up out of the snow in front of the building you're currently taking shelter within. The more distinctive landmarks that buildings have, the better, right? But architectural nuances may prove difficult when the cold is biting against you, pressuring you to give up and go back inside. And could there be something more sinister lurking just out of sight...? FOUR: PARTY CRASHER A monster has been chasing you and your traveling companion for what feels like hours, and you're quickly losing steam. You manage to make it to a building--but there's plenty of time left before lockdown will secure you inside, and the monster isn't giving up. It throws and claws itself up against the door, and when it realizes that you have your weight against it, heads for the windows--and any other crevice may give it entry. You better think fast if you don't want it to force its way inside. It's a good thing you have more than one set of hands available to take action.

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I found, uh.

[Charles fumbles with the tablet, trying to bring it back up and show off what he's found. Which appears to be gauze.]

This stuff. Should help maybe. Why... are you all old-timey now?

[Charlie stares blankly. Old-timey? He's just gonna... gloss over that. Or, wait! Maybe this guy wants him to do a character. God, it's been forever since Charlie busted out one of his good old alter-egos. Besides, this guy could probably use some cheering up.

He clears his throat and starts speaking in a poorly exaggerated Texan accent.]

Why, that there bandage should do just fine, pardner! [He puts one hand up to his collarbone to pull on imaginary suspenders.] Y'all best be wrappin' up that wound lickity-split 'fore you lose any more blood!

[Charles squints into the camera. What the what? He said old-timey not... where is that accent even from, the South? It's not even what he meant.]

Okay, and now you're... a cowboy?

[He props the tablet back up on his leg and starts trying to open the gauze package.]

I actually meant you look old-timey. Or is there something wrong with my tablet?

[Which would be, in a word, fantastic.]

[Charlie scrunches up his face into a look of disgust.] A cowboy? Dude, that was Hoss Bonaventure. [He shakes his head. Whatever. This guy just doesn't appreciate a talented actor when he sees one.]

You must just be seeing shit from all the bleeding. Man, and if you gotta take your pants off to bandage that shit up, I don't wanna see it. [He turns the tablet away from him to face a blank wall.]

[Hoss Bonaventure? Okay, clearly this is some pop culture shit he's not getting. Or maybe it's pop culture shit from another timeline. He has no way of knowing.]

I'm not taking my pants off, jesus. It's cold as balls here, why would I do that? [Although maybe he should? Fuck it, no way.

Setting the tablet down camera-up on the floor, he shimmies his pant leg up enough to get at the wound. Looking at it now, he feels like a distraction might be in order.]

So uh. Who is Hoss Bonaventure? [He's pretty sure he's going to regret asking, but too late.]

[Charlie's voice sounds a little distant since he still has the camera pointing away from him.] Alright, dude, just let me know when you're done.

[But then the guy asks him about Hoss and he forgets he's not supposed to be looking. He flips the tablet back around excitedly, though all he see is the ceiling of wherever this dude is.] Hoss Bonaventure! He's just this character I do, y'know, it's like an actor thing. I got some others, too! Wanna hear?

[An actor? That might explain a lot, or it might explain nothing, Charles isn't sure which.]

Um, sure, I guess. Go for it.

[His video feed is just distant shifting noises as he gingerly tries to wrap his leg.]

[Charlie nods a bunch and clears his throat. He pauses. Shit, he's coming up blank. It's been forever since he's had a chance to do a character. Shit.

Hoss Bonaventure it is.] Well, uh, howdy! [He pauses again for a few moments.] Howdy! Did you, I mean, what's with all the snow in this place, am I right? Down back where I come from, I ain't never seen so much as a single drop of snow, pardner!

[Charlie grins. Yeah, that was pretty good.]

[Wait, wasn't that just... the same one as before? Okay, so he's an actor, but not a very good one. Charles' need to point this out wars with his need to not think about what he's doing.]

That was a good one. Do you, uh, have any more?

[He leans over to peer down into the tablet, which means that the view is now just a lovely upshot of his nose.]

[Charlie squints at the tablet, not sure if this guy is fucking with him or not.] Uh, I mean, of course I got more, dude. But I can't just go around acting up a storm for everyone who asks, y'know? Gotta value my time and all. Talent doesn't come cheap.

You done with your leg yet or what?

What? You want me to pay you? And yeah, I think I'm done.

[Charles retrieves the tablet and brings it back up to his face, though he's actually inspecting his handiwork off screen.]

Guess I'll know by morning whether I screwed it up or not.

Sweet! Nice work, dude. [Charlie tips himself backwards until he's lying on his back, suspending the tablet above him with both arms extended.]

Hey, what's your name, anyway? I'm Charlie. And what building you in?

[Yeah, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little proud of himself. Conquering fear, one minor freak-out at a time. God help him if he ever gets more hurt than that, though.]

I'm- Wait. Your name is Charlie? That's fuckin' nuts. My name's Charles. Small world, I guess. Worlds. Whatever. [He's still not entirely up with the whole 'multiple timelines' business.]

And I have no idea what building I'm in, honestly. Just kinda ducked in here. [He turns the camera to pan around the room.] I seem to be in a very ugly kitchen.

Oh, whoa! Two Charlies! That's awesome, man! [He sits up suddenly, still holding the tablet with both hands.] Hey, you should see if there's any food in that kitchen. Probably not, but like, worth a shot.

No it's just Charles. [Nobody calls him Charlie. But like, whatever.]

And yeah, good idea. [Why didn't he think of that? Oh, right. Bleeding.

He scoots up the wall into a standing position and goes in for a rummage.]

So where are you, then?

Not a clue, bro. I got kind of turned around while looking for a meeting spot with some guys but the weather got nasty so I had to just like, pick a place to hunker down. My map got all messed up so who the hell knows. I tried to get some guys to like, point me in the right direction, 'cause I'm looking for the toy shop, but so far, no dice.

Hey, do you know where the toy shop is?

No clue, sorry man. So the maps are down for everybody? 'Cause mine's not working either. I thought maybe my tablet was actually busted.

And yeah, I tried to ask some kid for directions earlier and she just kind of asked me to find her weird book. People here are strange, you know?

[Charlie runs a hand through his hair. Damn.] Yeah, looks that way. Doesn't sound like anyone knows what happened to 'em, either. They all just got corrupted all the sudden.

And, bro, I totally know what you mean. Like, who even needs a book? What are you gonna do with a book? You can't eat a book, you can't wear a book, you can't--well, I guess you could like burn a book if you had matches or something. But still, dumb.

Fuckin' technology. [Can't live with it, can't live without it. Or at least can't figure out where the hell you are.]

And yeah I mean, besides being mostly obsolete, books are pretty useless in the long run. Take up too much space.

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