Test Drive

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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.

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[srsbat]

No one is infallible, not even me. I won't let it kill you. If you're worried, you can sleep in here instead so you have time to react.

[devoutish]

If you're not infallible, you can't be sure it won't kill me.

[srsbat]

[:( It's hard when people don't know who Batman is.]

I can assure you it won't kill you while I'm here. The only way it can is if you get in the closet.

[devoutish]

[Which he plans to do to knife the thing the second that he can, but ehhhhhh]

Do you need me to say it again?

[srsbat]

[ALFIE PLS.]

No. Stay where you want.

[devoutish]

I am very tired of your type. You are fucking exhausting, to me.

[srsbat]

I'm not going to apologize for your moral fatigue.

[devoutish]

I'm not gonna apologize for not caring about following your morals.

[srsbat]

I wasn't ever complaining.

[devoutish]

I wouldn't say I'm complaining either.

[srsbat]

We'll just have to agree to disagree.

[devoutish]

Right, yeah. We'll do that.

Now, I'm gonna take another look at that man. I'll get a photograph, and spread it around to see if anyone else recognizes him.

[He starts moving towards the bedroom.]

[srsbat]

And if someone does? [Bruce is just going to follow you, Alfie, because he doesn't trusT GANGSTER CRIMINALS, especially ones who just tried to knife a guy! A woman! A--whatever that thing happens to be.]

If you were worried about it hypothetically killing you, why are you going to it instead? [Pointedly. He knows that's not your goal, Alfie.]

[devoutish]

I don't want it attacking me while I'm unaware, but if I'm going to it now, I won't be unaware, will I.

[He peeks through the master bedroom door, then opens it fully, heading towards the closet.]

[srsbat]

You weren't concerned with making that distinction earlier. [He stands in the hallway behind Alfie as the other man goes inside the bedroom door. After a moment, he goes in as well, but hangs out just at the doorway.]

Do you need help?

[devoutish]

Nah.

[He opens the closet door, looking down at the creature. Then, in one fast movement, he whips out the butcher knife and stabs it in the throat.]

[srsbat]

No! [Despite not being fast enough, Bruce is still fast. He doesn't take it quite so easy with Alfie this time. Grabbing the knife-holding wrist, he slams his other palm into the back of Alfie's shoulder to pop the arm out of the socket.

He's not worried about the knife; it'll fall. His foot hits Alfie in the back of a knee, and he spins and drops Alfie over out of the way further into the room, then turns for the creature.

It's too late, he's aware. Even with pressure, there's no supplies, no hospital, nothing. He wouldn't be able to save someone stabbed in the throat, and he's not willing to get that close to something that may be undead.] Damn it. [He wheels back on Alfie.] Why?

[devoutish]

[Alfie gives a yelp of pain when his shoulder dislocates, and a groan when he hits the floor.]

Fucking hell--

[Gingerly, he tries to pop his shoulder back into place, but he can't quite manage it yet.]

[srsbat]

[For now, he isn't helping Alfie with the shoulder problem, but he does stand over Alfie as menacingly as possible.] Why?! [BatmanWHERESSCARECROW.mp3]

There was no reason for that!

[devoutish]

It had to be done. You didn't have the stomach for it--

[He tries to push himself back up again, groaning in pain as he does so. He gets himself into a seated position, but doesn't try to stand yet.]

[srsbat]

It didn't need to be killed. It was subdued! It could have been a person. [His fists quiver at his sides. There's a rage deep in the pit of Bruce, and sometimes it's hard to hold back the blood-thirst of justice.

He wants to make Alfie hurt. He wants to punish Alfie. That's the only way they'll learn--criminals. Murderers. Torturers.

No. His hands unclench, and his regulating exhale is silent. Getting mad isn't the answer. Violence is never the answer.] Don't do it again.

[devoutish]

You've been here-- what. Two fucking days.

[It's probably been longer than that. Whatever.]

You are not in charge of this city, and you are not in charge of me. You do not understand what needs to be done to survive here.

[srsbat]

I'm aware of how to survive, and it doesn't include murder.

Men like you are willing to kill others, but fear dying yourself, and that fear makes you do terrible things which are completely unnecessary.

In Gotham, and here, I will do what I can to stop men like you from making collateral damage out of other people. [Parroting:] It's the business I'm in.

[devoutish]

I did not do that because the fear of death drove me mad.

[Wincing, he takes ahold of his arm, roughly popping it back into place. That'll be sore for a good long while.]

[srsbat]

[Surmising:] You were afraid it would kill you, so you killed it first.