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: BUMP IN THE NIGHT It's dark out, and congratulations - you're inside! What's not inside, you might ask? Monsters. Shadowy monsters that have surrounded whatever house you've taken shelter in. They can't get in... or can they? From time to time, the doors and the walls creak as if under an unbearable pressure.
Who can sleep when it's like this? Maybe you should take to the network to find a distraction. Or maybe someone has advice for getting rid of those things.
TWO: BRING OUT YOUR DEAD We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:
...is that your name on that list? It might be. Maybe you should let the others know you're not actually dead. Or, you know, if you happen to spot the name of someone you know and love on there, it might be time to ask around and see if anyone knows what happened to your dearly departed...
Action Prompts
THREE: KYRIE ELEISON You've found yourself in a small chapel, complete with bolted-down pews, an altar devoid of symbols, and stained glass windows depicting various saints. It's quiet... one might even say dead quiet. Which is a really awful pun to be making, considering if you follow the stairs down to the basement you'll find a morgue.
Explore to your heart's content, but you'll be forced out at 7 PM. Hopefully you don't find any unfortunately familiar faces among the dead.
FOUR: LIGHTS OUT Against all odds, you've managed to make it to shelter for the night. You pull the door shut behind you and turn to look at your surroundings - and that's when you see it. A ... person. Is it a person? It's hard to tell, because a moment later, you're plunged into darkness.
...better hope that's another unfortunate visitor to Norfinbury you've been locked in with, and not something more threatening.
[Her stomach clenches. A surge of raw emotion too muddied and unclear to perfectly name: hurt and grief are predominate, as is denial and not some small degree of anger. She doesn't want to believe what she's hearing. And yet, it's almost impossible for her not to.
Of course her death had no other meaning to her former friend and apprentice. Of course, of course, of course. She wasn't worth anyone's tears. And all the memories of the past that her grotesque heart treasured so deeply only further proved her own foolishness.]
( a simple misunderstanding could turn anything into a battlefield. it didn't hurt her when she died, but when mami died? kyoko had wished they could swap places. but wishing didn't solve anything and nothing got done on just desiring things. so she had kept her emotions bottled up and hidden away.
with a soft sigh, kyoko turned her face away from the communicator. )
There's no bringing back the dead, at least that's what I told myself. When I died, I didn't expect it to be so blissful. I'm not sure if that's what you felt.
( talking about all of this was incredibly weird but it brought some kind of strange closure to kyoko. her mentor, her teacher was the only person who could understand what kyoko had gone through. )
[She has a bad habit of assuming the worst at inopportune times. She misunderstands, reads into things that aren't there, sees the world through darkened lens. More evidence of the immaturity she tries so hard to hide under a veneer of elegant confidence and intelligence. The bitter cake under the beautiful and intricate frosting.
A blank stare at her tablet, struggling to process that response. Unseen, she begins to cry without realizing it. The tears almost don't show in her exhausted, regretful voice when she at last switches out of the text function.]
I don't want to say you were fortunate. I wish you weren't...like me.
[...Goddammit, she didn't want any of them to be dead! She'd give anything to change that! Her next life, or next ten lives, or next hundred! Just so they could all have lived in peace together. But the past is the past and she's not a god, only a dead girl brought back to life to face the brutal truths of her reality.]
....but if it was blissful, that's a better end than most receive.
( if anyone would know about dismal ends, it would be kyoko. the bodies of her family still hung high up on her head, reminding her of her grave and reckless wish. oh how she wished she could turn back the hands of time and stop herself from making that wish. she knew now thanks to homura and sayaka that they were all doomed at the end and nothing would have saved them anyways. but still......she wasn't the type of girl to give into her depression so easily. she kept fighting, even if it meant masking her soft and emotional side. layers and layers of selfishness and rudeness were for her own protection. now it just seemed to hurt the people she secretly cared about.
with a soft sigh and a rub of her nose, kyoko turned her face back towards the screen. she knew mami well enough to realize the girl was probably hurt by what she said. the question was-
did she know about kyubey tricking them all? )
You don't ever give in do you? Are you even sad at all? I guess that's where I learned it from.
( an immature and adolescent reaction to such a calculated response. they were both practically children tossed into a world much too large and brutal. )
[A flare of emotion at last, grief breaking through the exhaustion. And yet she still can't bring herself to show her face, to reveal her tears, the dark circles under her eyes, the way her curls have long since come undone, the constant signs of mild frostbite and weight loss. She thinks she'll only be laughed at, looked down upon, as no one to admire.]
What else am I supposed to say? That I wish you had suffered? I could.....I could never want that.
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Of course her death had no other meaning to her former friend and apprentice. Of course, of course, of course. She wasn't worth anyone's tears. And all the memories of the past that her grotesque heart treasured so deeply only further proved her own foolishness.]
A pragmatic approach. As expected of you.
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with a soft sigh, kyoko turned her face away from the communicator. )
There's no bringing back the dead, at least that's what I told myself. When I died, I didn't expect it to be so blissful. I'm not sure if that's what you felt.
( talking about all of this was incredibly weird but it brought some kind of strange closure to kyoko. her mentor, her teacher was the only person who could understand what kyoko had gone through. )
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A blank stare at her tablet, struggling to process that response. Unseen, she begins to cry without realizing it. The tears almost don't show in her exhausted, regretful voice when she at last switches out of the text function.]
I don't want to say you were fortunate. I wish you weren't...like me.
[...Goddammit, she didn't want any of them to be dead! She'd give anything to change that! Her next life, or next ten lives, or next hundred! Just so they could all have lived in peace together. But the past is the past and she's not a god, only a dead girl brought back to life to face the brutal truths of her reality.]
....but if it was blissful, that's a better end than most receive.
still video on this end
with a soft sigh and a rub of her nose, kyoko turned her face back towards the screen. she knew mami well enough to realize the girl was probably hurt by what she said. the question was-
did she know about kyubey tricking them all? )
You don't ever give in do you? Are you even sad at all? I guess that's where I learned it from.
( an immature and adolescent reaction to such a calculated response. they were both practically children tossed into a world much too large and brutal. )
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[A flare of emotion at last, grief breaking through the exhaustion. And yet she still can't bring herself to show her face, to reveal her tears, the dark circles under her eyes, the way her curls have long since come undone, the constant signs of mild frostbite and weight loss. She thinks she'll only be laughed at, looked down upon, as no one to admire.]
What else am I supposed to say? That I wish you had suffered? I could.....I could never want that.
[Not even after everything.]