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.
[And wearing armored gloves, courtesy of the suit she showed up here in. The first spiders crawl out of the vent, and Natasha gives it a second or two, just enough to be certain they've started going to work on Tony, before her hand darts out and she snatches one. She grips it tightly, trusting the gloves to do their job—they've gotten her through a million worse things before. Impossibly, though, she feels a little prick. Almost imperceptible, but enough, and then she's crumpling to the ground with a very painful sounding thump.
[The spiders go about their job, which is all part of the plan. Tony doesn't resist, the paralysis. But once he can move again, Natasha is on the ground right along with him, which is the very first thought he has when he is able to look around again. It's nice to know that the Admin wasn't leaving him with that injury, but having Natasha paralyzed meant that their plan did not go well. He groans as he gets used to motion again, still lying face up where he was left.]
I thought spiders weren't supposed to be able to be caught in webs.
[Come on, Widow.] I'm telling Spider-Man the next time I see him.
[Natasha did not hit the ground gracefully by any stretch of the imagination. She's not injured, but it hurt, and she's mad at herself for not going through with her end of the plan.
Tony, of course, has to make a stupid spider joke, and Natasha groans, hating her life just a little bit more as she sits up, still stiff from whatever the spider injected her with.]
Should we try again? I hear the third time's the charm.
[It takes Tony a few small rolls before he manages to push himself upright. He at least was sitting when the paralysis took effect, but his body is still weak from the experience. Once he manages to face Nat, he rubs his face.]
What happened? I thought you had it. Don't tell me they've got a bigger bite than you.
[Tony looks a little bit offended by that, but clearly Natasha is right. His work didn't hold up.]
It might not be penetrating. It might just be that small. Which means we need extra coverage to keep you safe. I didn't design that for insect attacks. It's supposed to be impact resistant. Those are completely different needs.
[Time to rethink the plan. He paces a little, restless with nowhere to put his thoughts, but with his muscles still feeling like jelly he doesn't go far.]
I need materials. Scrap would work if we could find any. If we tried again now, you still wouldn't be able to hold one. What we need is a snare. And a container.
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[And wearing armored gloves, courtesy of the suit she showed up here in. The first spiders crawl out of the vent, and Natasha gives it a second or two, just enough to be certain they've started going to work on Tony, before her hand darts out and she snatches one. She grips it tightly, trusting the gloves to do their job—they've gotten her through a million worse things before. Impossibly, though, she feels a little prick. Almost imperceptible, but enough, and then she's crumpling to the ground with a very painful sounding thump.
Some professional.]
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I thought spiders weren't supposed to be able to be caught in webs.
[Come on, Widow.] I'm telling Spider-Man the next time I see him.
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Tony, of course, has to make a stupid spider joke, and Natasha groans, hating her life just a little bit more as she sits up, still stiff from whatever the spider injected her with.]
Should we try again? I hear the third time's the charm.
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[It takes Tony a few small rolls before he manages to push himself upright. He at least was sitting when the paralysis took effect, but his body is still weak from the experience. Once he manages to face Nat, he rubs his face.]
What happened? I thought you had it. Don't tell me they've got a bigger bite than you.
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[She holds up a hand, covered in the armored mesh of her catsuit.]
I can grab a blade with these, but they won't stop an injection?
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It might not be penetrating. It might just be that small. Which means we need extra coverage to keep you safe. I didn't design that for insect attacks. It's supposed to be impact resistant. Those are completely different needs.
[Time to rethink the plan. He paces a little, restless with nowhere to put his thoughts, but with his muscles still feeling like jelly he doesn't go far.]
I need materials. Scrap would work if we could find any. If we tried again now, you still wouldn't be able to hold one. What we need is a snare. And a container.