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: YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED You wake up in the morning to find a new application on your tablet. When you open it, you find an invitation to a special banquet for all Norfinbury residents. The banquet is scheduled to take place a couple of days from now, and while the promise of "good food and good company" may be enticing, can you really trust this message? Has everyone else in town been invited, too? And what about anomalies? That many people in one spot sounds risky. Before you RSVP, maybe you should discuss this with your friends on the Network. TWO: IM MEMORIAM Today, you've woken up to something more than a little concerning. The Admin's familiar Obituary posting has graced the Network-- We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one: But what follows isn't a set of names of people that you know have recently passed. No, they're all names of people you thought were perfectly fine. In fact, you just talked to them. But most concerning of all is that you can find your name among the list of the dearly departed, as well, and you know for a fact that you haven't died anytime recently--or at all. So is this a glitch, or a sign that maybe you should watch your back? Action Prompts THREE: DON'T PANIC I KNOW A GUY It's with a heavy heart that, when you settle into a house for the night with your traveling companion, you realize that one of you has come down with a bad case of frostbite. Or maybe it's not so severe...but that doesn't make it any less grim. Maybe you've been ignoring it, or maybe you only just noticed it on your companion, but whatever the damage is, neither of you can keep on pretending that it isn't a problem. Luckily, one of you has something nice and sharp. And, we can hope, if one of you isn't a doctor, you can at least say that you've been in contact with one of the other doctors, so you're not going in too blind. FOUR: DIG DEEP SIX FEET You and your companion set out in the morning, ready for a long day of traveling, but you've hardly left your shelter when you spot a suspicious mound of snow up ahead. That wasn't there yesterday, was it? Even if it was, shouldn't it have been cleared overnight like the rest of the path? It's still early, though, so you have plenty of time to investigate. You'd better hope that you and your companion have some good digging tools. Some good luck wouldn't hurt, either. The last thing you want is for an anomaly to stumble upon your excavation party.

Comments

Roxas | Kingdom Hearts

[missingache]

[network; two] @twilighttown

There's a ton of names in the obituaries. Did that many people die yesterday? And why's my name listed? I don't think I died.

Anyone else see their name on there?


[action; three]

How far up am I supposed to cut..?

[Roxas doesn't not want to do this, but frostbite is bad. Really bad. Was there any sensation or pain in that area? It's not like he knows, having checked himself over in a panic Nothing was found. Good. Roxas was the one who volunteered in the end to be the one to excise the dead tissue. He's just hoping this isn't an awful mistake and he winds up killing his companion on accident.

He steels his hand holding the knife, waiting for his companion to give him an answer. This was going to be disgusting and terrifying...]

Three >BD

[seekthelight]

I--I don't know. I have no idea.

[He wasn't panicking. Seriously. He wasn't panicking. The way his hands were shaking and the way his voice trembled was definitely not panic.

...Okay yes it was and it was also largely to do with pain because his fingers just didn't feel right and the two that he was going to have to cut off tingled in a way that was far worse than when his hand fell asleep sometimes.

And the blackened skin did nothing to calm him down.]

J-Just cut at the knuckles? [His voice squeaks a bit and Sora swallows against the lump in his throat as he grips his own wrist.] I wish Dr. Watson were here.

2 ; @Spoiler ; text

[spoileralert]

Yeah. Um. Well, we know that there have been previous "sessions", and sometimes people come back without memories, and... I guess, it could be an old obituary that got reposted?

Not that that's... less creepy than the alternatives.

Three. ...This is one way to get to know each other better.... /faceinhands

[heroproceeding]

[ He'd known something was wrong the moment it had started getting harder to walk on his right foot. The muscles had gradually fallen stiffer... and by the time they'd found a house to stay at for the night, he couldn't feel his toes. That was...

That was definitely not a good sign. He shouldn't have gotten so close to that lake. But that damn hallucination... Beating himself up about that won't make a difference though. Though apparently trying to make light of it won't help either, especially when he ends up cursing off in a corner. After he'd pulled one of his now shaggy looking boots off and stripping his sock? That had... killed anything subtle about this.

Now, he's staring down the knife hovering above his two smallest toes, eyes narrowed and shoulders squared, no matter how the hairs on the back of his neck stand up on end. ] Just above where the exposure is... Everything below it's dead tissue, but the rest should be able to heal up.

[ He'll leave out the part about it still probably being damaged... The kid doesn't need to worry about that on top of this. He takes another deep breath to try and keep himself calm as he glances off to the side, eyeing for something he can use as a makeshift stool, even as he adds: ] It's gonna bleed a lot though because of where it's at. So, we're gonna have to wrap it good and elevate it right after.

three, @boydetective, text

[shonentantei]

My name was on there, but I didn't die. It might be a glitch where the Admin is just printing lists of names, but we don't have enough data for an actual deduction.

Have you died at all before?

two

[overtwohundred]

sounds like you've had a rough week, kiddo.

hello......three

[toushiro]

[ For someone normally so well-adjusted to the cold, Hitsugaya's found himself in quite the predicament; he's completely lost feeling in his fingertips, which are now completely black and have been reduced to nothing but dead tissue. This is...damn. If he had his powers, this wouldn't be a problem, and he hates how he's become so vulnerable without them.

But for someone who's about to get his limbs chopped off, he's surprisingly calm about it. For someone who's so young, he's got quite a bit of experience in the limbs-getting-chopped-off department.

He glances up at Roxas, solemn and seemingly prepared for whatever's about to come next. ]

Below the first knuckle. We also need bandages. [ Which...he does not have. ]

Tucker | RvB (I don't know what I'm doing)

[sexology]

[ One; @lovedoctor; text ]

Does anyone think there will be chicks at the party?
Actual chicks and not just the ones on the network.


[ Two; @lovedoctor; text ]

Last time I checked, I wasn't Church.
So why the hell is my name on the obituaries?

1 ; @Spoiler ; text ; I am so sorry feel free to know she's a chick from the network

[spoileralert]

no

[ Steph is not amused. Or is she? It's hard to tell. ]

@kingdomkey ; text

[seekthelight]

Chicks as in baby chickens or girls?

1. @Summoner | Text

[ninjainviolet]

I doubt anyone who's been here a while will be at the party.

2; @fuckyou; text; screams

[blueteamproblems]

because fuck this place is why
ftr im not dead either

2; @cabose; text

[blueteamsproblem]

not my fault
may be the adnim lady did it so it was like a fun suprize!!!!!
or so that peeple wud start triying too make church feel beter by sayng meen things about u
like that u r stupid or that u luck bad or that u smel like five bath rooms so he shud not bee sad.

 

i meen i did not say those things but may be sum1 did

"Edogawa Conan"/Kudo Shinichi | Detective Conan

[shonentantei]

one | @boydetective | voice

[There's no possible way the invitation is anything other than a trap, but there's also no possible way Shinichi would ever pass up the chance for an investigation opportunity like this.

Conan's voice over the network is as bright and excited as if the seven year old boy were waking up to presents instead of an invitation to a certain death trap.]

Is anybody else going to the party? It looks like it could be a lot of fun, and the Admin said there's gonna be food!

three | action

[The little boy has been completely serious about this entire affair. Frostbite is nothing to ignore, and he pressed and belabored the point (along with reassurances like "I read a lot of books about medical stuff") enough that his traveling companion finally gave in. Still, a small-for-his-age seven year old boy with a cleaver (no matter how serious his expression or how thorough his preparation) is not the most reassuring surgeon.]

Are you ready?

three

[ecks]

No. I am not ready.

[Ecks knows that this is necessary. Her delicate, pointed ears have gone black at the tips, and if the dead flesh is not removed, gangrene will spread. She knows how much it will hurt, and she knows that she has been through many things that were much worse, but now that it has come time to lay herself down and let the boy work, her muscles have all but locked in place where she still sits upright. A small figure with blade in hand, ready to operate on her waking form --

No. It is not the same thing. But it is close enough to make bile rise in her throat.]

I do not think I can become ready.

three

[spoileralert]

No.

[ Steph isn't sure how this happened. Well, the frostbite she understands. She was unconscious in the snow for too long for that to be much of a surprise. How she got from being safe with her friends to being unconscious and alone she's not so sure about. She's just lucky she was found by someone with a sharp object and the willingness to use it.

She swallows thickly, staring at the knife. She can't look anywhere else. She definitely can't look at her blue fingertips. ]

Do it anyway.

Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist

[renkinjutsu]

[Network; ONE]
Sorry, but I can't be the only one who thinks that party sounds like a good way to get a bunch of people killed.

Sounds like a trap to me, I don't trust it.


[Action; FOUR]
Wait. [Ed's metal arm juts out in a motion meant to stop his companion in their tracks. They'd been in the middle of trudging through the snow, and Ed had been shoving himself forward like a man on a mission—until his gaze falls on the strange mount of snow only a far too few paces in front of them. His eyes narrow in suspicion.]

What do you think? Shouldn't that have cleared up overnight?

1;

[majorlazer]

you sound like you're fun

also, thanks, Captain Obvious, anyone who's been here 5 minutes has come to the same conclusion

but if we all go in knowing it's a trap, maybe we can learn something

Hector Barbossa | Pirates of the Caribbean

[roaming]

[NETWORK; ONE] @thecaptain

"Good Company", so says this illustrious Invitation. That would be gilding the Lily more than a Stretch. Which of you lot happen to be Attending, so I know who I might Avoid.

[ACTION; THREE]

[ Frostbite is, truly, a terrible thing. A sailor's worst fear, when edging the coldest regions of the world, with little in the way of protection against bitter cold and wind that whistles between the cracks in the oakum shoved between the slats of wood and only a small galley fire, the warmth of which never touches the crew itself as a whole. It's a real fear in a world of unknowns, prevented against at all costs to the best of one's ability in all circumstances.

Which is why Hector Barbossa is glad it's not him that has to deal with it. He's seen it before, he's sure he'll see it again, but he'd rather not go hacking parts of his own body off unless there's no alternative. And, from the looks of things with the unlucky sot that's gotten shuffled off on him, there is none available. He doesn't particularly feel one way or the other about it; he's not the squeamish type - would never have lasted in his profession as long as he has if he were - and it can be taken care of quickly enough, if not painlessly.

He flips the knife idly between his fingers once, twice, his expression - if anything - vaguely, impersonally amused. ]

Well, let's get on with it. The sooner it's done, the sooner I can tell you how exactly foolish you've been in trying to ignore it. Hours ago, it might could have been saved, but now you've gone and put us both at risk, and damned be you for it.

!! Three

[exequies]

You're a bit late for that.

[The damning, he means. Undertaker could also be spared the lecture--he's already been mentally kicking himself since he'd discovered that the 'mild frostbite' of this morning had progressed into something much more dire. He kneels leaning against the seat of a chair in the house they've stopped in, left arm propped up at the elbow to raise his hand and fingers in a ninety degree angle. The pointer and middle are a mottled grey and red, the black painted nails on them seeming to have bled the dark coloring into the pads and cuticles. He knows it'll progress further the longer they wait, having already lost all muscle control in both of them.

He knew how delicate a human body was, but his adjusting period was proving to be rougher than he'd anticipated. With his other arm, he braces himself against the chair's leg.]

I'll be wanting that back, afterward. [The ring on his pointer finger glimmers faintly in the low light. There's still an almost joking edge to his voice, though it doesn't quite carry it's usual energy.] If it's not too much trouble for you.

nisha | borderlands

[overtwohundred]

[ network: one ] | @lawbringer

A banquet. How cute. You kiddos ready to party? I'm bringing my gun, so let's all have a good time.

[ action: three ]

Seems someone got unlucky. Sorry, cupcake, [ Nisha says, knife at the ready, ] but I'm gonna have to do a little improvised surgery. [ ... Except she doesn't sound sorry at all. And, actually, she looks a little too happy about this whole thing. ]

Sit back and don't scream too much. Who knows what kind of dangerous things are lurking out there...

3; AAAHHHH NISHA!!!

[phaseshifter]

Mmhmm. If you could be quick about it and not spend too much time on the build-up, that would be appreciated.

[ It's a lot more polite than "shut the heck up and chop my finger off already," which is what Angel would like to say. Manners are important, though. Especially when you're dealing with a knife-bearing Nisha, of all things.

She offers her right hand - already missing two fingers, though those wounds are old enough to have healed over - and tries to look like she isn't completely horrified by the situation. She mostly succeeds! Mostly. ]

[Network Prompt 1 - YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED]

[purrinpumpkin]

[An incredible looking woman with large breasts, small waist, and a cute face, sits before the camera]

Wow, a party! Blair loves parties! Hopefully there’s lots of yummy fish and cute boys there.

[She taps her chin briefly] Oh, but it’s no fun to go alone!

[Blair leans closer to the camera, perhaps a little too close]

Anyone wanna escort this pretty lady to the banquet?

@standardissue; video

[deus_ex_phs]

[The face that answers hers is much more average in comparison, or at least what's visible of it. Kunsel still hasn't ditched his helmet, even after all the months he's spent here.]

You sure you want to go to the kind of party this place might throw? Last time we had a large gathering, a lot of monsters showed up.

toushiro hitsugaya | bleach

[toushiro]

TWO: @icedragon, text

The obituary's glitched. I'm not dead.

It'd be wise not to let your guards down.

THREE: action

[ To most, a child's the last person they'd trust with performing a makeshift surgery on their limbs, but this kid's out of the ordinary. He has a pocket knife in his hands, face completely composed and stoic with no signs of fear evident. He actually appears to be fully prepared to do this.

Toushiro is definitely prepared. He's been through worse--got half his body chopped off for pete's sake--and seen worse, too. He's not concerned about being unable to chop off what he needs to. His biggest concern is that his traveling companion's ready, because if they start squirming around or resisting, this is going to be a lot harder than it needs to be. ]

Settle down. Don't make this more difficult than it needs to be.

Two! @zd; text

[swatsflies]

Whoa!
Man that's pretty freaky.
You
Are you sure you aren't dead? And this isn't a trick?

Brock Rumlow | MCU

[infligere]

[Network; option 2] @Frag

I'm dead, gents. Boo. The obituary post seems to be a little ahead of the game today, but it seems to me that if the All-Seeing wants to massacre that many people, maybe we should have a little get together?

Make an excellent light show. Or bloodbath. Both are better than the constant white.

[Action; option 3]

[It was a rough day of travelling, but the whole environment and its isolating and often dangerous layout and creatures were particularly assaulting today. It had been cold and travel had been slow because of the snow. Most of his skin was chilled and his stubble still had ice clinging to it when they had finally found a place to settle in for the night.

He swore his feet were numb from cold, but he could wiggle his toes and fingers and in fact had been for the entire day of walking whenever they had to wait to scout out the next lay of the land. Desolate piece of shit place; it made Northern Russia and Antarctica seem like home at times. At least those places were beautiful despite how often they too tried to kill a person.

Yet, his attention was drawn out of setting in for the night as he looked at his companion and frowned at the sight of frostbite. He had combat first-aid, and his experienced eye knew appendage was in for hard times. Good thing they had found something that made for a passable knife.]

That has to come off. [He tugged off his gloves and examined his own fingers and again wiggled his toes. Yep, all was well.] Lucky for you, cutting off digits is actually one of my specialties. Aren't you fortunate we're travelling together?

[Could gangrene set in? Did they have anything to bandage the stump with? God this place was such a shit hole. Too bad he was still partially enjoying himself here.]

option 2; @LELRIC; audio

[armoured]

I don't think it's a very good idea to make jokes about this.

[Al sounds extremely unimpressed.]

A lot of people, you included, could be in danger. We have to figure out what's going on.

Alexander Pierce | MCU

[peacemongering]

[Network; option 1] @Secretary; text

Were any and all invited to a gathering of sorts? Is there anyone who has been wandering this desolate place long enough to have experienced an invitation of this kind before?

I don't suppose the @ADMIN has a known fondness for cannibalism?

[Action; option 3]

[It was a known scientific fact that as a person aged, their bodies began to break down slowly (or in some cases quickly). Alexander was into his seventh decade, and he was used to his own set of creature comforts, central heating and air conditioning being two of them. This environment was tolerable, but he certainly wasn't particularly taken with the idea of wandering a relative ghost town in search of the basic necessities of life. He had other people to do that for him, but that certainly didn't mean that he was above such actions himself.

He had grown up in difficult times, had been taught that work was for each man and woman to do. No one was going to save him, and so they shouldn't. He had ten fingers and ten toes and working limbs, and no one had any right to take that from him.

Except perhaps in a situation like this as he gazed down upon his blue and black toes, the smallest no doubt too far gone for active warming. His circulation was not what it used to be and while he had continued to move all day, his clothing seemed inadequate protection for the cold of the day. Frostbite was a constant battle in this place.

With a clinical air of acceptance, he felt along the offending toe. It was well and truly worthless. It would have to go.]

You will have to cut it off and bandage my foot. A single stroke of the blade would be advantageous for us both. [There were some tortures that were all verbal after all.]

option 3

[advanced]

[The only reason that Bucky hasn't killed this man outright, was knowing that he might well come back. Death isn't permanent here. Much better is to keep him in sight, try to stop him from enacting any of HYDRA's plans in person. Because if anyone has ties to this place, it has to be HYDRA.

He mostly walks in silence as they travel, tense and furious. He notices when Pierce begins lagging, but he doesn't do anything about it, not until they're in shelter overnight and sees him prodding at his toes.

The tiniest ghost of a smile appears at the corner of his lips.]

It would be my pleasure.

Dryden | Original character

[dryden]

[Network: two] @dryden; video

[All arched eyebrows and amusement, you get:]

Hate to disappoint. I'm not dead. Is that supposed to be funny, or a threat? Bit of a failure either way.



[Action: four]

[Dryden cocks his head and slows, intrigued.]

That's different. Look. We should investigate that. You dig, I'll keep watch, just in case.

[Sure, nobody's actually going to fall for that and do all the hard work for him, but it's always worth at least a try, right? If he had his magic he'd happily unearth whatever's under there in a heartbeat, just to show off, but without? Why expend the effort when there are other people around?]

action;

[advanced]

[He hates travelling with people, especially ones he doesn't know, but someone this man wasn't as easy to shake as a lot of the other people he's come across. He almost speeds up to put some distance between them, but... he's right, they should investigate.

Bucky comes to a stop and cocks an eyebrow at Dryden as if to question why he's asking the blatantly one-armed man to do the digging.]

I'll keep watch, you dig.

kit walker / american horror story

[bugged]

[ network; im memoriam ] / @kit

Just saw the obituaries. My name's on there too. Funny thing is, I ain't dead. At least not since I last checked.

Anybody know what's going on? Should I be worried?

[ action; frostbite ]

[ kit's not dumb. he knows frostbite when he sees it — or, uh, in this instance, feels it. he lost a glove in an unfortunate incident earlier in the day but despite his best efforts to keep his hand tucked in his jacket for warmth, his fingers have gone blue and waxy-looking.

he eyes the knife in his companion's hand. amputation is the logical choice, he supposes, but he can't help but think plan b might sound a little more appealing. ]

Look, I don't wanna sound crazy but… [ he sighs, as if that might lessen the impact of what he's about to say. ] I think you should kill me.

[ this is fine! ]

@ketximq; video

[mightyratslayer]

[Charlie hadn't even checked the obituary today. He avoids it if he can. If his friends are dead, he'd rather not know about it right away. After all, they might come back.

So, Kit's post comes as a surprise, and Charlie almost ignores it, but then curiosity gets the better of him and, whoa. That is a long obituary. All of these people can't have died, right? Someone woulda said something.

It takes his tablet awhile to read out all the names, and he's about to give up and go respond to Kit, but then the little mechanical voice reads his name.

He's thoroughly creeped out by the time he opens up his video feed.]

Holy shit, dude. I'm on there too, and I'm also pretty sure I haven't died? I think I'd like, remember, y'know? And I've seen a lotta these people running around on the Network, so... This can't be right. You think the admin just messed up and listed everybody?