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: @XX_BLAZEIT69 You’ve just downloaded a brand new application that you found in a building to your tablet. It turns out it’s some sort of username assignment program. Using it allows you to select current active usernames and rename them into new ones that only you can change. But with great power comes great responsibility—will you use this new program to give people usernames they’d like in place of an unfortunate one they gave themselves before they realized it couldn’t be changed…or will you give them something you think is more fitting for them, flattering or otherwise?
TWO: CONTENT WARNING It’s around the time that new arrivals should be appearing on the network, but you’re noticing a bit of a bigger influx than normal. When you click on one of the posts by one of them, you’re redirected to a flood of disturbing text and images that disappears completely once you manage to exit out—as if it had never been there in the first place. Maybe you should warn the others to be careful of what they click on. Or maybe you can discuss it with those who have already made the same mistake as you did. Perhaps you can set up a code system to differentiate the fake posts from the real ones.
Action Prompts
THREE: WALKING IN CIRCLES You’ve been walking all day, tirelessly, but somehow, even though you’re sure you’ve been walking in a straight line you keep passing the same landmarks and coming back to the same house you started from. You’re not sure if it’s your imagination or if you’re actually getting turned around, but you’re determined not to stop until you’ve found a new place to sleep in. Unfortunately, the longer you try, the closer you get to lockdown. Maybe the one you’re traveling with will be able to help you get your bearings before you both freeze to death?
FOUR: TOPSY TURVY It's past lockdown, and it should be a quiet and peaceful night - as quiet and peaceful as any night can get in Norfinbury, anyway. And you've even managed to find somebody to bunker down with! But about an hour or so into the lockdown, things start to seem just a little... off. Furniture you could swear was on one side of the room suddenly appears on the other. You might hear footsteps from up above you - even if there's no second floor. Or you might hear whispers, snatches of conversation just quiet enough to be unintelligible. Is your buddy messing with you? Or is this all just in your head?
See?! You done pissed off the ghosts, Nathan. Clint doesn't hear the doorframe piece because... well, you know. But he does sense the movement and see it out of the corner of his eye, which means he jumps and turns, grabbing for his makeshift bat... thing. Whack 'em up weapon.
He misses his arrows. ] ... See, you made them mad.
Easy!! It's just a-- [Well, WOOD. A PIECE OF WOOD. No need to go all fucking Batman on his ass!
Nate hurries his skinny white ass out from inside the doorframe so an anvil doesn't mysteriously fall on his head, flattening him like a pancake. He turns around to inspect the door from a distance. Just seems... old.] Well, doesn't seem like any paranormal afflictions here! [Thank God, right!!]
Just a terrible episode of This Old House. [He turns back around to Clint. It's so weird to see modern architecture like this.] Man, it looks like Chernobyl. Are you sure we're not in Russia?
If a giant, radioactive rat runs out across my feet... to hell with this house.
Right, because that's what you do. I'd tell you if I was going crazy.
This really reminds me of when people used to do the thing where they'd send you a link and be like 'find all eight differences' and then as you're looking really closely for the differences a lady with no eyeballs pops up on the screen and screams so loud your speakers pop.
Clint wrinkles his nose, and puts the plank of wood back where he was hanging it from his belt. There are totally ghosts in this house, bro. That was them hitting you upside the head for being a ghosthunter. ]
No, I'm not sure we're not in Russia. There was a Russian robot on the network and there's snow like, everywhere. Sounds pretty close. [ He glances back at Nathan. ] Sorry, what? Radioactive bat?
--Nevermind! [Yelled on purpose as if Clint can't hear him. The raised voice makes fine grains of plaster sprinkle down from the ceiling, and something upstairs groans; a weight pressed on the floorboards of a house.
Nate exchanges a glance with Clint. Makes a 'heh...' sort of weak, humorless smile.] Do you think their toilet at least flushes?
Clint kind of just gives Nathan a squinty-eyed look. Oh, right. Did he forget to tell Nathan... probably. ] Don't talk when I'm not looking at your face. I can't uh... hear you without it, in a manner of speaking?
[ As for the last bit, Clint just stares up at the ceiling with a bit of a betrayed look. How dare you sprinkle plaster on him, ghosts. Mutters: ] Aww, ceiling, no. [ Before sighing heavily. ] You could always pee in the snow outside. Wasn't that your idea?
hi every1!!!! i found sumthing RLY COOL n i want to try it out!!!! the info says it will let me change USERNAMES of u ppl so who wants a new name from meeee?????? :) :) :) :)
three [Shelly is so tired. And she's hungry and she's cold and her legs hurt and she needs to pee and this dumb backpack is too heavy and she keeps passing the same stupid house after walking and walking for like ever. What the heck is up with this crappy town, anyway?
She sniffles and wipes the tears from her cheeks with a fluffy mitten. Crying probably makes her look like a baby but she's not some football jocker who can just walk and walk in the snow forever.
When she sees the same house appear in the distance for what's probably like the millionth time, she lets out a pitiful whine and drops herself into the snow. Her pants are gonna get all wet but she doesn't care. It's not like her parents are around to yell at her about it. She frowns up at her companion.]
Can we just be done already? We've been walking all day.
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