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Test Drive


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: 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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You'll do great.

Have to move at least to the shed. School's not an option for overnight.

Heh. You say that now.

[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.

Yeah, I've got one. It's not going to be much good for trade afterward, but I take your point.

[He's not intentionally worrying the other man. Really.]

I've survived worse.

That's not really helpful when you're asking a stranger to test his sewing skills on you.

[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.

I mean it, I'm not going to die. I'd know. I'm a doctor.

[Also he knows what dying feels like, and this isn't it. Good old @IAmLegend already sounds worked up enough without hearing that, though.]

But you probably shouldn't test it.

[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.

[See? The text is working. Stephen quashes the momentary urge to write back, "I'm glad you think I'm calm."]

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.

[Well, that kind of answer wouldn't be a complete surprise. It's the kind of answer he gets fairly often from some of the other heroes. But he's already pretty stressed by the time limit and the implication that his new friend's injuries are pretty severe, so Tony isn't feeling that up for humor.]

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.]

But you probably shouldn't test it.

[He cracks himself up. Really.]

I have to move now. I'll text you when I reach the shed.

[That's really not funny, Stephen. He'd be giving him looks if he could.]

Okay, just don't die.

[Then again, his response isn't much better.]

I'll get there. You'd better hang on.

Not going to die, mom.

[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

If you do, you are so grounded.

[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.]

Moderate blood loss, no signs of significant internal damage, no major warning signs of hypovolemic shock. Bleeding under control. Blanket is a lost cause thougj.

Shit.

[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.]

[Shit. That wasn't supposed to freak the guy out - he was saying it was under control. It's a blessing and a curse to lose the distraction of the conversation so soon after they'd picked up again. In the time it takes Tony to reach him, Stephen does what he probably should have done earlier: he meditates. It's great for his heart rate, but it's probably bad for looking like he isn't dying. When Tony bursts in, he'll find Stephen sitting cross-legged against a wall with his palms turned upward on his lap, a blanket sticky with blood partly wrapped around him, partly wadded up and jammed between his elbow and his side. He's staring at the floor in front of him with half open, unfocused eyes, his breathing slow and steady, and it takes him a few seconds to react to the other man's arrival. When he does, he'll lift his head and blink a few times like he's waking up, and he'll speak with a voice that's a lot calmer than the situation would seem to warrant.]

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.]

[At first glance Tony does think the man is unconscious and he hurries over, kneeling nearby with barely contained panic. He had put all his effort into getting to the shed fast enough to help and for a second he thinks he's too late. The breathing at least lets Tony know he's alive, although he is still not sure what state he's in. Even more shocking is the outfit and the look, which Tony is still processing when Stephen speaks. Tony yelps and jerks back, toppling off-balance before he catches himself.]

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?

I thought I did.

[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.

[At first the answer just makes Tony more worried, because if Stephen (Is it Stephen?) is doubting himself, then he might have lost too much blood. And Tony isn't confident he can help if the man passes out on him. He's not the doctor. But then Stephen tells him where he is, and he sounds coherent, and he says Tony's name, which makes him breathe an audible sigh of relief.]

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.

I've seen you on TV. We almost met at a gala, once.

[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.

[Tony smiles almost like he's embarrassed by that comment. Ah, yes, those old parties. He still makes some appearances when he has to, but he used to be far more active and has an idea of what Stephen is referring to.]

I know who you are. If it stopped bleeding, does that mean it's not as deep as you made it sound? Half a day... I have a sewing kit. And some food, if you're hungry.

[Did Stephen manage to stop it? He is a doctor, and maybe the town wasn't able to stop the Sorcerer Supreme? Tony suddenly hopes his magic really can beat this magic.]

I'm pretty sure I said no signs of significant internal damage.

[It's odd, and oddly relieving, to be recognized. Of course, Stephen's assuming Tony means he knows who he is from before - he'd been a recognizable enough figure in New York before the accident, after all.]

Risk of infection goes up for every hour it's open...and you were right about not moving. Think I caused some secondary damage.

[He winces and shifts his position to start easing the blanket out from his side. His tabard is soaked through, which will be hell to deal with later.]

Let's start with the stitches.

Y-yeah, well... When people say things like that, it usually means there are other problems. You know, like telling someone you didn't lose an eye after you break your arm.

[Or maybe that's just him and his friends. Tony offers Stephen a weak smile which turns to a sympathy wince when Stephen shifts. It looks bad. For some reason just seeing that blood makes Tony's stomach drop. Stephen shouldn't be able to bleed like that.]

You really think this is a good idea? The sewing I've done has been clothes, not injuries.

[Although he does have engineer's precision and a love of directions. Maybe...]

God. [Okay, no, he's nervous as Hell.]

[He can't help it -- he laughs, even if he has cause to immediately regret it.]

I'm a doctor, Mr. Stark, not a superhero.

[Just a little private joke for himself, there.]

If I could do it myself, I would, but I need someone with steady hands. I'm going to talk you through every step. Promise I won't even cry.

[He's joking. He really is joking.]

You're kidding. You're totally a superhero.

[Even if Stephen isn't the same as the one he knows--that's been the norm so far--or he's from a different time, Tony can't help but blurt out his thoughts. Doctor Strange is one of the friends he looks up to, after all.

Oh, right. Stephen wants him to stitch a cut.]

I guess now would be a bad time to mention I'm squeamish.

[He's trying to make a joke back and meet the humor with his own, but if anyone is going to be crying, Tony thinks it'll be him.]

Okay. Okay, yeah, how hard can it be?

[Stephen blinks at Tony in surprise. Did he...? But when? He doesn't think he's made much of a name for himself outside his own order just yet. It's too weird a way to say it to be a return joke. He files that away for later, though, wanting to direct his attention to the matter at hand.]

The good news just keeps coming. We'll start with the easy part. There's a bottle of alcohol in my bag -- not the fun kind, though. That's for the needle; it'll be water for the wound. Soap, if you've got any.

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want to skip ahead to a face to face, or keep going on the network?

Let's do face to face if that is okay!

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!

My assumption is that Stephen would recognize Stark from TV at a minimum

Yeah, I think Tony is similar enough to recognize easily.

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