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.
[One of the first things that comes into view at the beginning of this video is an emptied backpack. Next to it is a variety of food, all lined up and covered in mold.]
From left to right you can see my recent meal, followed by nonperishable food.
[The tablet is turned around to present you the annoyed expression on Lucifel's face, with a frown on top.]
I'm aware that my cooking skills are close to zero, but I know for certain is that none of this could be spoiled in a matter of hours. Unless my backpack is now able to perform magic and rot everything that's put inside.
[A hand runs through his hair in an attempt to push it back to its former state but it falls back in front of his eyes. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.]
You all should check your rations and let me know if it's the same for you.
Three
In all honesty, almost every username sounds unfamiliar to the archangel. He had been here for a short time only so of course there was no way he could know if the one who wrote on the wall. However, that did not mean that Lucifel would just believe whoever wrote any of this on the wall. Just because he is an angel doesn't mean that he is naive and believes everything he is told.
"If I were you I would take this with a grain of salt. For all we know this could have been written in delirium... Or by a maniac who loves to make others suffer, no matter the situation."
And there are and probably were some maniacs in this hell of ice and snow.
"... It won't hurt to take notes though, just in case if there is some truth hidden in this."
[ The video shows a backpack with equally spoiled food- far less of it, but still. ]
Yeah, it looks like it hit more than just you. How could-? It's too cold for mold.
[ The camera pans back around to show a man in an olive green coat with short-cut, black hair. He's understandably distressed. ]
I mean, I think it is. I- I guess we don't know where these rations even come from, so maybe they just all- [ He shakes his head. ] -go bad at the same time.
[So it wasn't just him who had to deal with a sudden loss of rations. Lucifel shakes his head no though.]
Well, it's not entirely impossible. A constant temperature of -18 degree Celsius, or -0,4 degree Fahrenheit, whichever you prefer, is needed to hinder mold growth completely. And even though it's deadly cold at night, it's warmer than that during the day.
[Lucifel's expression turns thoughtful.]
However, that even nonperishable rations are affected is too much of a coincidence, don't you think so too?
[ The man frowns even more when he hears that it could definitely have gone moldy during the day. That's just not fair. ]
Yeah. I figured if these are rations, then they probably shouldn't go bad. Maybe not ever. I wonder if it's hit the whole town...
[ He's thinking through something, and then he looks at the camera again. ]
Do you think this is something the Admin would help us with. Some of those guides talked about her helping out in emergency situations. I don't know if I can make it back to the convenience store in time. I was already running low.
[Their whole situation is not fair. They don't have to accept it and can complain, but throwing a tantrum won't make it better.]
Good question... I haven't heard of others being affected yet, aside from you. Although the chances are high it's the case, while there are chances of mold for perishables, it can't grow in a matter of a few hours.
[He rubs his hands together as the tablet rests in his lap, always looking at the camera as he waits for a response.]
I wouldn't know about that. Then again I'm wary of them and the whole situation since I got here.
[ Sylar would disagree about that tantrum thing, as he threw a rather amazing one his first day here. But thankfully it hasn't come up. ]
Yeah, me too. I mean, I heard about the spiders and that was enough. But I also- I mean. Starving to death isn't exactly on my list of things to do, you know?
[ He's visibly upset, although he takes a moment to calm himself, then points the camera back at his bag. ]
I better get this out, but look. The way the mold grew, it looks like it's all been left open for weeks. You don't think we're missing any time, do you? I'm sort of at a loss as to what could've done this. It's either that or the all-present 'nano-machines'.
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Lucifel | El Shaddai
[One of the first things that comes into view at the beginning of this video is an emptied backpack. Next to it is a variety of food, all lined up and covered in mold.]
From left to right you can see my recent meal, followed by nonperishable food.
[The tablet is turned around to present you the annoyed expression on Lucifel's face, with a frown on top.]
I'm aware that my cooking skills are close to zero, but I know for certain is that none of this could be spoiled in a matter of hours. Unless my backpack is now able to perform magic and rot everything that's put inside.
[A hand runs through his hair in an attempt to push it back to its former state but it falls back in front of his eyes. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.]
You all should check your rations and let me know if it's the same for you.
Three
In all honesty, almost every username sounds unfamiliar to the archangel. He had been here for a short time only so of course there was no way he could know if the one who wrote on the wall. However, that did not mean that Lucifel would just believe whoever wrote any of this on the wall. Just because he is an angel doesn't mean that he is naive and believes everything he is told.
"If I were you I would take this with a grain of salt. For all we know this could have been written in delirium... Or by a maniac who loves to make others suffer, no matter the situation."
And there are and probably were some maniacs in this hell of ice and snow.
"... It won't hurt to take notes though, just in case if there is some truth hidden in this."
two, video, @godsend
Yeah, it looks like it hit more than just you. How could-? It's too cold for mold.
[ The camera pans back around to show a man in an olive green coat with short-cut, black hair. He's understandably distressed. ]
I mean, I think it is. I- I guess we don't know where these rations even come from, so maybe they just all- [ He shakes his head. ] -go bad at the same time.
video, @phosphorus
Well, it's not entirely impossible. A constant temperature of -18 degree Celsius, or -0,4 degree Fahrenheit, whichever you prefer, is needed to hinder mold growth completely. And even though it's deadly cold at night, it's warmer than that during the day.
[Lucifel's expression turns thoughtful.]
However, that even nonperishable rations are affected is too much of a coincidence, don't you think so too?
no subject
Yeah. I figured if these are rations, then they probably shouldn't go bad. Maybe not ever. I wonder if it's hit the whole town...
[ He's thinking through something, and then he looks at the camera again. ]
Do you think this is something the Admin would help us with. Some of those guides talked about her helping out in emergency situations. I don't know if I can make it back to the convenience store in time. I was already running low.
no subject
Good question... I haven't heard of others being affected yet, aside from you. Although the chances are high it's the case, while there are chances of mold for perishables, it can't grow in a matter of a few hours.
[He rubs his hands together as the tablet rests in his lap, always looking at the camera as he waits for a response.]
I wouldn't know about that. Then again I'm wary of them and the whole situation since I got here.
no subject
Yeah, me too. I mean, I heard about the spiders and that was enough. But I also- I mean. Starving to death isn't exactly on my list of things to do, you know?
[ He's visibly upset, although he takes a moment to calm himself, then points the camera back at his bag. ]
I better get this out, but look. The way the mold grew, it looks like it's all been left open for weeks. You don't think we're missing any time, do you? I'm sort of at a loss as to what could've done this. It's either that or the all-present 'nano-machines'.