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.
[Stopping him's probably the better idea, if only so he doesn't completely over-exert himself. The offer of the skateboard gets him to pause, at least, looking between her and the twitching zombie.
After a moment, he scoffs and drops the table leg, plopping down in a chair a distant enough from the zom that he'd have more than enough time to react in case it decided to crawl it's busted ass over to him.]
I seriously hate this place.
[And now he's tired. But hey, at least it was some stress relief, maybe?]
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snowblindmemes2016-08-14 08:47 pm
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A well-placed kick snaps the leg off a nearby table and Roy brings it down hard on the zombie's ice-caked head. Repeatedly.]
Fuck [SMACK] off, [SMACK] you [SMACK] stupid, [SMACK] smelly, [SMACK] worthless [SMACK] corpse!
[The wood looks like it could splinter apart at any moment, chips flying off it with every hit, but he keeps going.]
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Um, dude?
[ She pulls the skateboard off the back of her pack and offers it to him. ]
You look like you're having fun and all but there's really no need to destroy the furniture.
[ She's not even scared of zombies here, at least they can't kill you just by touching you. ]
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After a moment, he scoffs and drops the table leg, plopping down in a chair a distant enough from the zom that he'd have more than enough time to react in case it decided to crawl it's busted ass over to him.]
I seriously hate this place.
[And now he's tired. But hey, at least it was some stress relief, maybe?]
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[ But he's... done now, so she can just get the rope leash out o her backpack and tie the zombie thing up. If it's not... double dead, now.
She addresses the zombie now: ]
Hey, can you talk?
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Do they normally talk?
[He really hopes they don't, because he really doesn't need to deal with that sort of moral problem right now.]
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[ The thing doesn't respond. Fortunately, it doesn't even seem to understand her. ]
Well, it was worth asking. And here I was hoping I'd sleep tonight. Oh well.
[ Not gonna sleep with this thing in the house, not a chance.