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✭ 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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If you've got any help to offer, now would be a great time. Or I could keep answering questions.
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[But he has one. He really wants to ask exactly how the injury occurred; if he can work out how the tech manages to affect him physically, but that can wait.]
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[There's another problem to contend with, too, especially since it seems they're talking about a needle that's not particularly good for the purpose.]
How's your sewing?
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[And cue lots of rustling. Wow, so demanding, buddy. You don't know how to give a guy warning, do you?]
It's fine. I have experience.
[He sounds a little concerned, though. Wait, he's going to have to do it?]
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[YUP. Give him an inch, etc., etc.]
What direction are you coming from? Meet you halfway.
[Because staggering around in the snow won't aggravate anything, nope.]
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[NOT THAT KIND OF SEWING. OH, GOD.]
Wait, wait, no. You'll bleed out or freeze to death if you start hiking. Stay put! I'll hurry.
[This man will give him a heart attack before they even meet.]
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Have to move at least to the shed. School's not an option for overnight.
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[It's not funny at all. And the answers he is getting are really getting concerning.]
The shed isn't very warm. You have a blanket? Try to stay covered up. And keep typing so I know you're alive.
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[He's not intentionally worrying the other man. Really.]
I've survived worse.
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[It just sounds bad and even moving hard he's worried he won't get there in time. He's obviously rushing though.]
Just use it to keep yourself alive. That's the important thing.
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[Also he knows what dying feels like, and this isn't it. Good old @IAmLegend already sounds worked up enough without hearing that, though.]
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[He's just worried, okay? He doesn't like not being able to do something to help. And, yes, he is worked up, but as usual Tony gets swept up in the tension of the moment. At least he's putting his energy into moving?]
I'm glad you're calm.
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Yeah, well, I've been told I have a problem with testing boundaries.
Don't get yourself hurt getting to me. I won't be able to return the favor.
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You sound like all kinds of fun. I'll be really disappointed if you don't deliver.
[His joke is overridden when the next text warns him to be careful, and by Tony's huffing breaths it is clear when he reads that.]
It's fine. I'm fine. I'm not the one that's hurt here. I've had worse than just some snow.
[Which is why he's protesting like a twelve year old.]
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[He cracks himself up. Really.]
I have to move now. I'll text you when I reach the shed.
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Okay, just don't die.
[Then again, his response isn't much better.]
I'll get there. You'd better hang on.
want to skip ahead to a face to face, or keep going on the network?
[He meant it, though -- after that last parting shot, it's radio silence for a while. For too long, really, when all he had to do was get from the school to the building next door. Finally, though, Tony will get another text.]
In the shed
Let's do face to face if that is okay!
[And then the silence hits and he really does worry. The long wait leaves him with nothing but the goal of getting to the shed faster, which he's trying to do, and cursing his lack of armor the entire time. He's starting to think the guy must have passed out or worse when he finally gets that update text.]
God, you scared me. Okay, just sit tight. I'm- almost there.
[Almost is a relative term, but he wants to keep both of their hopes up.]
looking forward to it! what's your take on whether MCU characters would recognize 616!Tony?
He looks a little different, but I think he'd still be recognizable!
[Tony once again finds himself thinking that everyone around him leaves out the important details. Things like where this guy was injured and that there had been a real risk of internal injuries seem like things he should have been told sooner, but he's also not medically inclined, so maybe that wouldn't be much help. Still, he hates finding out late. And the comment about the blanket is a bad sign.]
Just hold it and forget the tablet. Don't pass out!
[His end cuts out. It's some time later, but Tony finally makes it to the shed, bursting in because he was running hard the rest of the way. Luckily the shed is small so he doesn't have to search for Stephen, but his pinched expression says he's afraid of what he might find.]
My assumption is that Stephen would recognize Stark from TV at a minimum
Oh. There you are.
[If he was going to say anything else, though, he stops with a sudden look of surprise and confusion when he gets a glimpse of his rescuer's face.]
Yeah, I think Tony is similar enough to recognize easily.
Don't do that! Are you okay? [He searches the other man's face and mistakes the surprise for blood loss.] Do you know where you are?
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[The voice seems more familiar now that he can match it with a face he's seen dozens of times on television. This could be bad -- if he's mixing up faces and seeing people who aren't here, that means his mental state is impaired, which likely means he's going into shock.
Or Iron Man is actually here in the shed with him. He can't entirely dismiss that possibility.]
Norfinbury, Alaska. Shed next to the school. Either I'm hallucinating because I'm a lot worse off than I thought, though, or you're Tony Stark.
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You're fine. Well, not fine, but you're going to be okay. You know me? That makes things easier. At least you're not depending on a complete stranger.
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[Huh. Should have kept up better with his reading on the network. He's a recent arrival, sure, but he ought to have done the digging by now to know that someone else was here from his own dimension.]
Stephen Strange. I think most of the bleeding has stopped.
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