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.
[At the mutter, Geralt turns from the vent, raising an eyebrow. Dustin's still on the floor, looking grumpy and annoyed, which is - not really anything different from the way he's looked since he and Geralt started traveling together.
Which is fine by Geralt; he realizes he's not exactly sunshine and puppies himself. And really, Geralt is more amused by Dustin insulting him than anything else, especially considering how halfhearted it was.]
Says the man who almost lost a leg trying to be an acrobat instead of being careful.
[He turns back to the vent for a moment. He swears, he can still hear the spiders.]
What do you think happens if I did manage to catch one?
[Probably. In his head he did. Dustin groans as he sits up, delicately inspecting the torn fabric in his jeans, through his thermals, the clean, fuzzy skin of his skinny legs. He sniffs at it.]
You'll run into their friends come to get him back. You prepared for that?
It's not the little ones you should be worried about. [He drags over his large red backpack, sifting through all the assorted hobo junk for a half-used wad of packing tape. Not ideal, but it'll keep the water out. Off goes a strip to cover the hole in his jeans.] Don't do something stupid, alright? We only just got out of one mess, I don't need you dragging me back into another one.
Not the little ones? There's big spiders, too? Are we talking Endrega sized? Or Arachnas?
[Because one is much bigger, much more dangerous than the other, and okay, if he has to fight yet another Arachnas type beast, Geralt will not be best pleased. Especially without his oils and potions.
Instead of trying to explain how the last mess wasn't his fault, Geralt just grunts at Dustin. He knows better than to get into a 'who started it' argument, especially with someone as stubborn as Dustin.
So. Grunt. Grunt grunt grunt. Maybe he should stop speaking to people entirely. He already avoids the - the network, the magic tablet thing. It shouldn't be hard to avoid other people from now on. Would keep him from this.]
[Dustin grunts back. These are the sorts of conversations he's okay with. No arguments, no stupidity, no pointless bonding and other kinds of bullshit. Just two dudes grunting at each other and muttering stuff about spiders sometimes. This is fine.]
[But there remains some issue--Geralt hasn't abandoned his foolhardy task, and Dustin is displeased. He stands, cautiously shouldering his backpack.]
Big enough. Dog-sized at least. The issue is more that we don't know how big they get.
[Dog-sized, Geralt can deal with, easy. He's not worried about that, but he's starting to think Dustin will either not believe him if he says something, or just...keep on not trusting in Geralt's abilities.
Geralt's used to being underestimated. It's a good advantage to have sometimes.]
How do you know all this?
[This, though. This is what gnaws at the back of his head. How does Dustin know any of this stuff, about the town, about the spiders, about anything that's happening behind the doors they can't open. How does he know? How much of it is he making up?]
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Which is fine by Geralt; he realizes he's not exactly sunshine and puppies himself. And really, Geralt is more amused by Dustin insulting him than anything else, especially considering how halfhearted it was.]
Says the man who almost lost a leg trying to be an acrobat instead of being careful.
[He turns back to the vent for a moment. He swears, he can still hear the spiders.]
What do you think happens if I did manage to catch one?
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[Probably. In his head he did. Dustin groans as he sits up, delicately inspecting the torn fabric in his jeans, through his thermals, the clean, fuzzy skin of his skinny legs. He sniffs at it.]
You'll run into their friends come to get him back. You prepared for that?
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[They were really small. Sure, they might try to swarm him, but he feels good about his chances.
However, he's pretty sure Dustin would not agree.]
I've fought a lot worse than a number of tiny spiders, I can assure you.
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It's not the little ones you should be worried about. [He drags over his large red backpack, sifting through all the assorted hobo junk for a half-used wad of packing tape. Not ideal, but it'll keep the water out. Off goes a strip to cover the hole in his jeans.] Don't do something stupid, alright? We only just got out of one mess, I don't need you dragging me back into another one.
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[Because one is much bigger, much more dangerous than the other, and okay, if he has to fight yet another Arachnas type beast, Geralt will not be best pleased. Especially without his oils and potions.
Instead of trying to explain how the last mess wasn't his fault, Geralt just grunts at Dustin. He knows better than to get into a 'who started it' argument, especially with someone as stubborn as Dustin.
So. Grunt. Grunt grunt grunt. Maybe he should stop speaking to people entirely. He already avoids the - the network, the magic tablet thing. It shouldn't be hard to avoid other people from now on. Would keep him from this.]
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[But there remains some issue--Geralt hasn't abandoned his foolhardy task, and Dustin is displeased. He stands, cautiously shouldering his backpack.]
Big enough. Dog-sized at least. The issue is more that we don't know how big they get.
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Geralt's used to being underestimated. It's a good advantage to have sometimes.]
How do you know all this?
[This, though. This is what gnaws at the back of his head. How does Dustin know any of this stuff, about the town, about the spiders, about anything that's happening behind the doors they can't open. How does he know? How much of it is he making up?]