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: LISTEN, DOLLFACE
It's no secret that dolls have been the talk of the town, lately. People have been finding them all over Norfinbury: some rag dolls that seem particularly relevant to the Prophet, and some that are unsettling without the apparent connection. Still, it's surprising when you found a doll that looks like another one of the residents. You turn to the network, feeling unsettled, unsure what this could mean. Maybe you aren't alone, or maybe someone has a theory? Come to think of it, you're pretty sure that someone else mentioned finding something similar.
TWO: TIPTOES.EXE IS HERE
Sometime today you find an SD card that downloaded an app to your tablet. It's titled HIDEANDSEEK and has the picture of a doll as its icon. When you open it, it seems like it's a game to play against a digital opponent: a doll. The game appears to have two stages. In the first stage, the doll hides, and you need to travel around the house (is it just you, or does the layout of this house seem to always be the house you're in when you open it?) to find the doll. In the second stage, you need to hide yourself from the doll, and listen for its movements so it can't catch you.
If it does catch you, it will be holding a knife. The screen goes red and the game crashes for the rest of the night. Somewhere on your body, a gash appears. It's nothing fatal, but maybe you should talk to someone about this on the Network.
Action Prompts
THREE: STRANGE THINGS DID HAPPEN HERE
The house that you've found seems promising in terms of useful items to take with you, so you and your traveling companion have spent all day scouring the house for items. At first, everything's fine. Neither of you find or feel anything out of the ordinary. Lockdown approaches, you go to sleep without any additional trepidation...but an odd creaking noise fills your dreams. It gets louder in your ears until you can't stand it anymore and snap awake. When you open your eyes, it's there hanging just above you, swinging in a nonexistent wind: a doll with a broken neck, a noose tied around its neck. It looks just like you.
FOUR: LOOK BEHIND YOU
Maybe you're not unsettled by dolls--and maybe neither is your companion--but one thing is for certain: this house you've been locked into for the night has an odd, oppressive feeling to it. Maybe it's just because it's full of dolls, though they all seem ordinary enough. Nothing strange happens at first, but as the night goes on...you finally notice: wasn't that porcelain baby doll on the other side of the room the last time you were in it? Didn't you turn that other one to face away from where you were sleeping?
The more the night goes on, the more obvious the movements become--sometimes, you even swear you hear the pitter patter of little feet. But nothing ever happens when you're watching. Maybe it's just your imagination. Or maybe, you realize in frustration, your traveling companion is trying to scare you. But is your paranoia worth the confrontation if it is? And will you even believe them if they swear their innocence?
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snowblindmemes2016-11-14 09:25 pm
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Although all of that is the furthest thing from her mind right now. Instead she's locked into a quickly descending spiral of panic and absolute terror at the sight of that doll. The doll with her eyes and her hair. The doll that reminds her far too much of what her own mother had wanted to do to her. She draws her breath in for another shriek, heart pounding in her chest, eyes wide as she keeps scrambling back, practically crawling over Shinji in an effort to get as much distance as possible.
She is definitely not the poised pilot she tries to be. Nor is she even the brat she tends to be most of the time. ]
It's looking at me!
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With some effort, Shinji disentangles himself from her to get up on his feet. His fingers fumble with the knot. The doll lies limply in his hands and he stares down at it, uncomprehending.]
It's you.
[His voice is quiet. Dumbstruck. Asuka knows this. That's why Asuka screamed, but Shinji can't quite piece together his thoughts at the moment. He doesn't know what to say that'd make this better.]
We arrived just today. How did they...?
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Don't touch it!
[ She shoves to her feet, a thousand different thoughts whirling in her head. ]
This isn't-! This shouldn't be happening! This is just some crazy dream, right? A nightmare because I'm in some stupid, creepy abandoned house...!
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... someone might be following us.
[He mumbles the suggestion because he doesn't want it to be true. If Asuka agrees with him, they'll have to deal with a very real problem.]
I-I don't know, it's probably a warning--
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[ Asuka's voice is a piercing shriek still. She's been badly rattled and she is trying desperately not to show it. She sweeps a hand at the building around them. ]
You really think someone followed us and went through all the trouble to make a doll just for me?
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But Shinji was never good at separating his emotions from what he knows.]
They managed to kidnap us without us noticing. I think they can do that.
[His voice is flat, monotone. Shinji is deliberately trying not to look at her.]
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[ Asuka shrieks at him again. ]
I - I don't want to think about that!
[ Her mind's eye remembers the way the doll was hanging there. She remembers how there was another doll, once upon time, to go with her mother's corpse. She shudders and clutches her head with her hands, shaking her head as if she can chase the memories away. ]
None of this makes any sense!