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.
We'll be strangers in a strange land together, then, Reb Alfie. If... that's all right. [He doesn't want to impose, but he is a bit desperate.
Motel hurries on, looking over at Alfie, entirely earnest.]
I can sew by-hand. I'm a tailor. I still have some of my supplies. And I heard there's a house with a sewing machine. I know how to use them. I can cook if... we have a fire. I can read and write, as well, take dictations, make calculations quickly.
[Would you like a personal assistant, Alfie? Motel would be willing to offer that for the chance to stay with what is apparently the only other Jew in Norfinbury. That makes this place seem even more terrifying somehow.]
Mm. Yeah, all right. Stick around a bit and see how we get along.
[But while everything on that list does sound useful, they're all things that Alfie can already do himself. Still, at least the younger man seems to be semi-prepared for life in this place - skill-wise, if not emotionally.]
Sewing's good. You're gonna be happy to be a tailor when your clothes start wearing thin.
[A bit. He can work with a bit. He just needs to prove himself to Alfie.]
I hope we won't be here that long... We won't be. [Motel says that with as much conviction as he can. He's not the optimist, that's Tzeitel. He's the worrier, the one who carefully considers every single way things can go wrong and tries to plan around them. In this case, he thinks it's probably best to think like her, though.] I saw everyone else talking about ways to get out. We just have to get to the center of a spiral.
I have to get back. [He adds, expression growing nervous once more.] Before she- [The tailor cuts himself off, biting his own lip.] It's important I get back to Anatevka soon.
Everyone is desperate where I'm from, Reb Alfie. They evicted us, all the Jews in the village. We were just packing up to leave. I can't... [His voice grows a little thicker. He hasn't had anyone to talk to about this here. It's four days. Four days she's been alone, maybe thinking he's dead? Dragged away by the Tzar's men? And what would Reb Tevye think? Motel had made him a promise to take care of his daughter.] My wife, Tzeitel. She has her family, but I should be there for her.
[Motel takes a quiet moment to rein in his emotions as they reach the entrance to the school.]
I'm sorry. I... yes, I've hear about the tunnels and keycards. And I'm supposed to look for SD Cards and notes from anyone who was here before. But if there are keys, I need to watch for booby traps.
[He's listened. He's good at listening, mostly doing as he's told. Mostly.]
[Alfie also goes quiet at the mention of Jews and evictions. It's a familiar story. He looks straight ahead, not at Motel, and he's able to keep his face straight and impassive - everywhere except for in his eyes.]
You've been told right. Good you've been getting up to speed.
There's a theory about home. It says that since we come from all sorts of times and places, the town is able to harness time travel. When we go back, right, it'll be like we never left.
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We'll be strangers in a strange land together, then, Reb Alfie. If... that's all right. [He doesn't want to impose, but he is a bit desperate.
Motel hurries on, looking over at Alfie, entirely earnest.]
I can sew by-hand. I'm a tailor. I still have some of my supplies. And I heard there's a house with a sewing machine. I know how to use them. I can cook if... we have a fire. I can read and write, as well, take dictations, make calculations quickly.
[Would you like a personal assistant, Alfie? Motel would be willing to offer that for the chance to stay with what is apparently the only other Jew in Norfinbury. That makes this place seem even more terrifying somehow.]
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[But while everything on that list does sound useful, they're all things that Alfie can already do himself. Still, at least the younger man seems to be semi-prepared for life in this place - skill-wise, if not emotionally.]
Sewing's good. You're gonna be happy to be a tailor when your clothes start wearing thin.
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I hope we won't be here that long... We won't be. [Motel says that with as much conviction as he can. He's not the optimist, that's Tzeitel. He's the worrier, the one who carefully considers every single way things can go wrong and tries to plan around them. In this case, he thinks it's probably best to think like her, though.] I saw everyone else talking about ways to get out. We just have to get to the center of a spiral.
I have to get back. [He adds, expression growing nervous once more.] Before she- [The tailor cuts himself off, biting his own lip.] It's important I get back to Anatevka soon.
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Lucky for you, you are among desperate people. Or maybe that isn't so lucky, eh?
[Desperate people make mistakes.]
Time will tell. But we've got theories and plans, and some of 'em are even good. You've heard about the tunnels, the keycards?
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[Motel takes a quiet moment to rein in his emotions as they reach the entrance to the school.]
I'm sorry. I... yes, I've hear about the tunnels and keycards. And I'm supposed to look for SD Cards and notes from anyone who was here before. But if there are keys, I need to watch for booby traps.
[He's listened. He's good at listening, mostly doing as he's told. Mostly.]
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You've been told right. Good you've been getting up to speed.
There's a theory about home. It says that since we come from all sorts of times and places, the town is able to harness time travel. When we go back, right, it'll be like we never left.
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Like we never left. That's... good. It's good. Does anyone know why we were taken? I'm just a poor tailor.
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[Alfie pulls the zipper on his coat a little higher, then heads out into the snow.]
It might be random. Bad luck.
Seems like a good place to leave it, if you'd like. BUT THANK YOU FOR THIS CR.
'The lot is cast into the lap, but its every decision is from the Lord.'
[Well, this is his lot for now. He needs to make sure he makes the best of it so that he can get back to Tzeitel, the baby, and everyone else.]