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: DRUG PUSHING What luck! You've found a bottle of medication...only, oh, it looks like it's a prescription for one of the other people trapped here with you. You have a lot of power in your hands now: you could do the right thing and give it back without a fight, demand a worthy trade to see how badly they want it, or auction it off to the highest bidder. They're not the only ones who could use a painkiller or an antidepressant, after all. If you don't need it for yourself, you're sure to be able to fetch a high price (or bank some high gratitude points) for it from someone.
TWO: CHECK YOUR RECEIPTS After a long day of traveling, you reach into your bag to scrounge up some dinner but you find that all of your food has gone bad. Everything, including the rations you stocked up on just yesterday, is covered in a thick layer of mold. Even the packaged nonperishables are somehow spoiled. Your whole backpack reeks of rot, and nothing edible has been spared. Maybe you can restock tomorrow, but what if you're not the only one whose food has been tainted? And what about the meal you had for lunch just hours ago? Your stomach turns. You'd better take to the network to get to the bottom of this
Action Prompts
THREE: WRITING ON THE WALL You've just settled into a building for the night with your traveling companion when you notice a message left somewhere on one of the walls. It's signed by a username you don't recall ever seeing before. It tells you discoveries and facts about the town you don't think are really real or should be followed. Tells you that they're heading in a direction they're convinced has the exit, and urge you to follow their lead. One of you thinks it's worth consideration. After all, why would anyone leave a message like this if they didn't mean it? But there are risks involved in chasing the assertions. Do you have the resources left to try?
FOUR: CORPSE PARTY Just before lockdown, you and your traveling companion are about to seek shelter in the nearest building when you spot a huddled figure nearly buried in the snow. When you get a little closer, you see that it's a person wrapped tightly in a blanket. Neither of you recognizes them, but you can't be sure; the blanket covers their face. They seem to have succumbed to the elements, but it looks like they're still breathing! You manage to drag them into the building with you with seconds to spare. Good job, you've saved somebody's life! But, as you pull apart the blankets to check on your new companion, you realize that they're not a "somebody" at all... And you're locked in with it until morning.
My point is that you initially were trying to invalidate my ideologies because you think them ridiculous, but I'm telling you they aren't. I don't kill, and anyone else with me isn't going to kill either.
What you do on your own time that I am unaware of is your own business.
I'll invalidate the idea that violence is never the answer, yes. That's your ideology, not mine, and I am not gonna live by it. What if I were to tell you, right, that my ideology involves not leaving things like that alive? I don't let them live, and nobody with me is gonna let them live either.
It's not going to work that way because of legality, and that's where the line is drawn. Killing is murder, and murder is illegal. If there's uncertainty, you have a trial. But even your punishment isn't death because that isn't in our power to decide. For anyone.
It doesn't make any difference. This is common sense, and changing worlds doesn't make murder suddenly legal. Even if Norfinbury's laws say to murder, it doesn't make it right.
Killing in cold blood is wrong. Assisted suicide is still wrong. Even killing in self defense is questionable at best when you can learn to disarm and subdue. Excessive force isn't necessary when it leaves blood on your hands. You're hurting another human being. [He points back toward the room.] You don't know if that's a person, who they are, if they are a son, daughter, mother, or father. You don't know if they can be helped if you kill them before trying.
And even if they are a criminal, you aren't the one who gets to decide they can stop living.
You are not fucking infallible. That's the problem with your type, innit. Always thinking you can control everything. Nobody will be hurt when you're around, surely.
[Hello residents of Snowhell, as usual, Roy is Very Angry. Might be gesticulating a bit with the tablet as he talks, so I hope you don't get motion sick easy.]
Did anyone else's food go completely bad? I mean everything, even my canned shit, it's all covered in mold! I didn't even know dried beans could get mold! How the hell did it get this bad in one day? That's not normal!
[How he manages to be this angry all the time when it's this cold is anyone's guess. He grumbles a bit more about stupid icy hellscapes but it seems the major blow-up is over.]
So yeah, look out for that, I guess.
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FOUR
[For all his problems with following orders, not endangering his companions in order to save his own skin, and not blowing things up just to fuck with people that screwed him over, Roy is still a hero. So when he sees what looks like someone dying of exposure, you bet your ass he's gonna check to see if they're still alive.
And when he sees that they're breathing, of course he's going to drag them into shelter, whether he gets any help from his traveling companion or not. (Though help would be very much appreciated. The cold is hell on his prosthetic arm and it seriously needs some maintenance. He'll make it work either way, though, he's stubborn like that.)
Just his luck that his daring rescue attempt turns out to be the start to a freakin' zombie movie.]
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