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: YOUR COOPERATION IS APPRECIATED When you wake up, you find that a new application has been downloaded to your tablet. It's titled "SURVEY" and is exactly what it claims to be--although there's no explanation to why it's appeared or what it is for other than the note that claims the survey is not opt-out and that your cooperation is appreciated. And more troubling, the questions become more sinister the farther in you answer. Such questions as, "on a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your stay?" and "have your needs been met in a timely manner?" become more akin to, "if you had to chose between the two, would you eat your hands or your feet to stave off the hunger?" and "are you sure you are not the last one still alive?"
Perhaps someone on the Network would like to discuss what this could mean--and if there are any consequences behind finishing or refusing to take the survey.
TWO: NOT SO HELPFUL AVATARS Every tablet has the option for a customizable avatar that will talk to you and keep your tablet in order. Maybe you set it up, maybe you never checked it. Either way, it keeps popping up unrequested and being sort of... Odd. Flickering, talking in strange, mechanical voices, offering advice that's unhelpful at best and actively harmful at worst... Maybe it's even telling the entire network some things you've been doing you'd rather everyone didn't know.
Time to call tech support. Unfortunately, the best option is other people on the network. Good luck.
Action Prompts
THREE: SPIDERS IN THE WALLS Somehow you or your travel companion injured themselves. A quick call to the admin fixed this, but now you can't help but be gripped with the burning curiosity of where the helpful spiders she deployed have gone. You saw them scramble toward the vents, but by the time paralysis wore off they'd completely disappeared. Only now you can't stop thinking about them. Where do they go to? How can they be trapped or followed? You swear you hear little mechanical pattering inside the walls. Maybe you can find some sort of tool to help you break into a vent around the house. Or maybe your companion can convince you to rest before you hurt yourself.
FOUR: SCHOOL DAYS You've ended up in the elementary school. Maybe you're grabbing more food, maybe you're exploring. Either way, this place is creepy; the atmosphere is the sort that gets the hair on the back of your neck rising (potentially metaphorically, if you don't have hair or a neck). It's not long before strange things start happening. The sound of running and screaming children, doors slamming in far off or nearby hallways, pianos playing... What's going on? It's hard to tell what's really happening from what isn't happening. Maybe someone who's also exploring has some idea.
Diane, make a note: Building just west of the grocery store is... Wait, Diane? No, don't post this to the network. Diane, make a note. No, make a note. And quit flickering like that, please. It's quite distracting. Diane? Diane?
[Cooper sighs, unable to get his little avatar to cooperate. How strange. Well, if she's already opened up a line to the network, he may as well make use of it.]
If you can hear this, I suppose that means my computer is on the fritz. The voice-activated avatar seems to be misbehaving. Would anyone out there be so kind as to help me get to the bottom of this issue? It's very important that I restore this program to working order.
The issue is that the tablet assistant is a service operated by a town's software engineering department that either hasn't been maintained in several hundred years or is being deliberately manipulated to make our lives miserable. You shouldn't have trusted it in the first place.
My! What a fine point that is, sir. However! [Cooper holds up one finger, not that anyone can see.] Let me stop you there. "Trust" is a strong word, my friend. Not to "toot my own horn," so to speak, but I believe I'm just as wise as the next unwilling citizen of this treacherous town. Given that these "tablets"--[Air quotes]--happen to be our only line of communication, one must weigh the benefits against the potential hindrances.
For example, in my case, I do my very best thinking by dictating my thoughts via tape recorder, or in this case, my "tablet," for it is the only available resource to me in our current location. Perhaps you may consider this as me placing my "trust" in the technology provided by the Administrator, but when stacking the pros--[He illustrates placing items on a scale with his hands. Of course, still not like anyone can see him.]--against the cons, the amount that I benefit from working through my mental processes aloud is greater than anything I stand to lose should, say, the Administrator listen in on my private recordings.
I should hope that I've brought a level of understanding to you regarding my "trust" in this computer-generated assistant. Now, do you have any advice for me as to how to fix my problem? I would greatly appreciate your assistance.
[This sounds like a whole bunch of stuff that Dustin doesn't care about.]
If you would rather dictate your thoughts to a machine that will deliberately misinterpret what you've said or post your private notes to a public network over just writing them down, then I don't think anyone can help you.
[Cooper sighs. This poor person must really have a lot of time on their hands. Nevertheless, Cooper remains polite! All he has in this dreary town is his chipper attitude, and by God, he intends to keep it.] Well, I invite you to take another listen to my original post, Mister or Miss QA. My on-screen assistant doesn't typically behave in this manner, which is why I'm so interested in repairing its software. Not that I mind it posting my personal recordings to the network; on the contrary, I'm sure some folks would find them helpful or, at the very least, amusing.
Regardless, it seems that you're not interested in assisting me. That's understandable! I must confess that I'm not quite sure why you would continue to contact me despite your apparent disdain for my way of carrying on, but no hard feelings, friend. Best of luck to you in your adventures, whatever they may be!
[Cooper signs off and claps his hands together, satisfied with that exchange. Now, onto the other messages. Maybe they will prove more helpful!]
[Cooper nods appreciatively.] I find that being cordial even under the most dire of circumstances is a fantastic way to right a sinking ship! Many thanks to you, Mr. ASolomons. I will indeed keep trying!
Well! I think you'll find that I'm a fairly simple man. See, I am a proud agent of the FBI. I was sent to the sleepy town of Twins Peaks to investigate the murder of one Laura Palmer... and then, by some strange twist of fate, I found myself in Norfinbury before the case could be solved.
[Cooper holds up his hands to rein in the burst of excitement he's sure his new friend will have.] Now, I know what you're thinking: "A genuine FBI agent! Why, he could ring up the closest field office and have a rescue team here in no time!" I assure you, I absolutely would do so if such a thing were possible. I haven't been able to get in touch with the Bureau since I woke up here. [He shakes his head and falls into a troubled silence for a few moments. When he continues, he's perked right back up again.]
Aside from my profession, I'm just a regular old fellow who enjoys a strong cup of coffee, a warm slice of cherry pie, and a good night's rest. [He leans forward, resting his chin in one hand as he squints at his tablet.] Now, Alfie, my good man! You sound like quite the astute gentleman. Is that a London accent I'm detecting? What brings you to the fine U. S. of A.?
[Alfie is quiet throughout the explanation - listening, remembering, calculating. When Cooper finishes, he's quiet just long enough for the pause to be noticeable before he speaks.]
[Cooper frowns deeply.] My goodness! You were kidnapped as well? All the way from London? [He lets out a sigh and shakes his head. So many mysteries were still yet unsolved, and under every stone he turned, he just found more and more unanswered questions! Such was the nature of detective work, he supposed, but it was asking an awful lot of his deductive skills to be working under such conditions. Cooper was a fine an agent as any, but even the best agents need a little back-up to live up to their full potential.]
And here I thought that I had been taken out of sheer convenience, given that Twin Peaks is relatively near in proximity to Alaska. Northern Washington is about as close as one can get to Alaska from the continental United States!
There are people who have been kidnapped from other fucking planets. Yeah, we've got aliens, monsters. And we've got me, who comes from 1922. Is that a different time from you, mate?
[It's possible it's not, but he's assuming that it is. He's met only a few people from around his time.]
[Cooper's eyes widen and he freezes momentarily. It's quite a dramatic pose. Unfortunately, he's still just recording audio.] 1922? Is that right? Goodness gracious, Alfie. It was the year 1989 last time I had access to any sort of reliable calendar, but I suppose it would make sense that we are now some time in the future judging by these computer screens through which we're communicating. I mean, truly, this technology is just incredible! Would you just look at the astounding range of color?
[He shakes his head, smiling affectionately at his tablet.] Regardless of the circumstances through which we were brought here, may I be so bold as to say that we are quite lucky, indeed. What a time to be alive, Alfie!
[And it's that line that makes Alfie decide once and for all that this man is undoubtedly a complete idiot.]
Yeah. Yeah, that's right, innit? Every morning that I wake up in the freezing cold to wonder what horrors await me, to wonder if I will ever see my home again - I cannot believe my good luck.
Hey there, mister agent. I don't know much about technology and all, but whenever the trains break down, we gotta stop and call in the engineer. 'Course that might take too long, and I don't know that we got any engineers...
Why, thank you most kindly for your input, Mr. Ticketsplease. I don't believe that violence would help to remedy the situation in any way, but you may just be onto something with this "engineer" idea...
Perhaps there is a way I could get in contact with the Administrator regarding this malfunction. Do you happen to know how I might go about doing that?
Oh! Did you name your little assistant Diane? That's so cute! I named mine after my real assistant, because I sort of miss having him around. Too bad you can't hand things off to the tablets, though. [Hange shrugs. What're you gonna do?] It'd be nice if they could help you move things, or hold things, or take things apart, wouldn't it? [Heavy sigh.]
What were we talking about? Oh, right, your little Diane isn't working. What exactly is it doing wrong again?
[Cooper nods appreciatively when he receives Hange's message. Finally, someone with some sense!]
Why, yes, Ms. Sciencesquad! Funny you should mention that, too, as I have also named my assistant after my assistant back home! Diane is an invaluable asset to me and I thought it appropriate to honor her by bestowing her name upon my tablet helper, as well.
[And now Cooper has gotten distracted talking about Diane. Back to business.] In any case, my helper appears to be unresponsive. She hasn't been recording my dictations when I need her to and now she appears to be reporting my every word to the network. I'm sure you can see how that is most troublesome.
[It's okay! Hange gets distracted too! Like right now.]
That's sweet of you. Are you a scientist too? Or someone important in the military? I think everyone could use an assistant, though it seems that only some people have one.
And as for your helper, that does sound fairly inconvenient. Are you sure there isn't some setting you can change? This tablet thing is very complex, so I won't pretend to know everything about it, but I've been playing around with it, and there are some pretty strange features. [Like the obituaries one. Though that is sort of convenient in its own way.]
Oh! Heavens, no. I'm a special agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation! I would hardly say that I'm of any more importance than any of my fellow agents, but I do like to think I do my job well. However, Ms. Sciencesquad, I wholeheartedly agree! The world would be a much more efficient place if we could all rely on an assistant to help us on our ways.
As for this... tablet. Hm. [Cooper fiddles with the thing in his hands, holding it at arms length and frowning.] I must admit that I haven't quite gotten the hang of this contraption yet. This technology is far more advanced than what I'm accustomed to. I've attempted to alter the helper's settings already, though, with no result.
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snowblindmemes2016-06-14 08:57 pm
Dale Cooper | Twin Peaks
Diane, make a note: Building just west of the grocery store is... Wait, Diane? No, don't post this to the network. Diane, make a note. No, make a note. And quit flickering like that, please. It's quite distracting. Diane? Diane?
[Cooper sighs, unable to get his little avatar to cooperate. How strange. Well, if she's already opened up a line to the network, he may as well make use of it.]
If you can hear this, I suppose that means my computer is on the fritz. The voice-activated avatar seems to be misbehaving. Would anyone out there be so kind as to help me get to the bottom of this issue? It's very important that I restore this program to working order.
Thank you very much.
Sincerely,
Agent Dale Cooper
2 - @QA - text
So why did you?
@agentcooper; voice
For example, in my case, I do my very best thinking by dictating my thoughts via tape recorder, or in this case, my "tablet," for it is the only available resource to me in our current location. Perhaps you may consider this as me placing my "trust" in the technology provided by the Administrator, but when stacking the pros--[He illustrates placing items on a scale with his hands. Of course, still not like anyone can see him.]--against the cons, the amount that I benefit from working through my mental processes aloud is greater than anything I stand to lose should, say, the Administrator listen in on my private recordings.
I should hope that I've brought a level of understanding to you regarding my "trust" in this computer-generated assistant. Now, do you have any advice for me as to how to fix my problem? I would greatly appreciate your assistance.
no subject
If you would rather dictate your thoughts to a machine that will deliberately misinterpret what you've said or post your private notes to a public network over just writing them down, then I don't think anyone can help you.
@agentcooper; voice
Regardless, it seems that you're not interested in assisting me. That's understandable! I must confess that I'm not quite sure why you would continue to contact me despite your apparent disdain for my way of carrying on, but no hard feelings, friend. Best of luck to you in your adventures, whatever they may be!
[Cooper signs off and claps his hands together, satisfied with that exchange. Now, onto the other messages. Maybe they will prove more helpful!]
@ASolomons; voice
Yeah, it usually behaves itself a bit more than it is today, mate. Try again later.
@agentcooper; voice
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@agentcooper; voice
As to the righting of the ship, well, I sure do intend to try, Alfie. I sure do intend to try.
[Cooper looks off into the distance, his face set in determination. If only he had the video option turned on.]
no subject
no subject
[Cooper holds up his hands to rein in the burst of excitement he's sure his new friend will have.] Now, I know what you're thinking: "A genuine FBI agent! Why, he could ring up the closest field office and have a rescue team here in no time!" I assure you, I absolutely would do so if such a thing were possible. I haven't been able to get in touch with the Bureau since I woke up here. [He shakes his head and falls into a troubled silence for a few moments. When he continues, he's perked right back up again.]
Aside from my profession, I'm just a regular old fellow who enjoys a strong cup of coffee, a warm slice of cherry pie, and a good night's rest. [He leans forward, resting his chin in one hand as he squints at his tablet.] Now, Alfie, my good man! You sound like quite the astute gentleman. Is that a London accent I'm detecting? What brings you to the fine U. S. of A.?
no subject
You are very new here, aren't you.
It was a good old-fashioned kidnapping, mate.
no subject
And here I thought that I had been taken out of sheer convenience, given that Twin Peaks is relatively near in proximity to Alaska. Northern Washington is about as close as one can get to Alaska from the continental United States!
no subject
[It's possible it's not, but he's assuming that it is. He's met only a few people from around his time.]
no subject
[He shakes his head, smiling affectionately at his tablet.] Regardless of the circumstances through which we were brought here, may I be so bold as to say that we are quite lucky, indeed. What a time to be alive, Alfie!
no subject
Yeah. Yeah, that's right, innit? Every morning that I wake up in the freezing cold to wonder what horrors await me, to wonder if I will ever see my home again - I cannot believe my good luck.
@ticketsplease; audio
You think maybe hittin' it would help?
@agentcooper; voice
Perhaps there is a way I could get in contact with the Administrator regarding this malfunction. Do you happen to know how I might go about doing that?
no subject
I guess when people are really hurt, they send a message to the admin, but do you s'pose the admin might count your little screen friend as a person?
@sciencesquad; video
What were we talking about? Oh, right, your little Diane isn't working. What exactly is it doing wrong again?
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Why, yes, Ms. Sciencesquad! Funny you should mention that, too, as I have also named my assistant after my assistant back home! Diane is an invaluable asset to me and I thought it appropriate to honor her by bestowing her name upon my tablet helper, as well.
[And now Cooper has gotten distracted talking about Diane. Back to business.] In any case, my helper appears to be unresponsive. She hasn't been recording my dictations when I need her to and now she appears to be reporting my every word to the network. I'm sure you can see how that is most troublesome.
no subject
That's sweet of you. Are you a scientist too? Or someone important in the military? I think everyone could use an assistant, though it seems that only some people have one.
And as for your helper, that does sound fairly inconvenient. Are you sure there isn't some setting you can change? This tablet thing is very complex, so I won't pretend to know everything about it, but I've been playing around with it, and there are some pretty strange features. [Like the obituaries one. Though that is sort of convenient in its own way.]
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As for this... tablet. Hm. [Cooper fiddles with the thing in his hands, holding it at arms length and frowning.] I must admit that I haven't quite gotten the hang of this contraption yet. This technology is far more advanced than what I'm accustomed to. I've attempted to alter the helper's settings already, though, with no result.
Is your assistant malfunctioning as well?