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.
[For a moment, he's not sure just what he saw. But when whatever-it-is comes back up...is that a boy just sitting in the snow?
He has to get him to safety. Now. His jog becomes a run. What if he's hurt? What if he's too tired to move? He's not going to let a child freeze to death!
If Toboe was looking for help, he's inadvertently hit all the right buttons. Enoch has a paternal streak a mile wide, and it's bad enough there are children here already, but that this one is still alone like this...]
I'm a friend, I won't hurt you. Are you all right? Are you hurt?
[He's willing to consider that he might be in trouble once the full-tilt run starts - but he sits put, eyes wide...
And he figures by default that his illusion is working on Enoch - no evidence to the contrary. Probably no need to read too much into anything, including Enoch's concern.]
Oh... [He shakes his head, blinking hard a couple of times against little clumps of snow falling into his eyes. He picks up a little firmer, in attempt to be reassuring.] Nuh-uh.
[From there, he tries to perk up a little. There's a little more (partly forced) lightheartedness in his voice as he carries on.]
I'm tired and hungry -- but I guess you gotta get used to that, huh?
[Which he should be, he thinks - he's done this before, traveled long distance with little food - but there being more to the environment plus having friends made it a little less pressing, you know? Speaking of friends.]
[He's a little breathless from his run, but much of the softness of his voice is in relief at the kid not being injured.]
It's dangerous to rest out here, it's too cold.
[The poor kid...he knows that when they crash, they crash hard, but while it wouldn't be uncommon to see children worn out from playing lazing under trees or in the shade of a building, this environment is something else entirely.
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He has to get him to safety. Now. His jog becomes a run. What if he's hurt? What if he's too tired to move? He's not going to let a child freeze to death!
If Toboe was looking for help, he's inadvertently hit all the right buttons. Enoch has a paternal streak a mile wide, and it's bad enough there are children here already, but that this one is still alone like this...]
I'm a friend, I won't hurt you. Are you all right? Are you hurt?
no subject
And he figures by default that his illusion is working on Enoch - no evidence to the contrary. Probably no need to read too much into anything, including Enoch's concern.]
Oh... [He shakes his head, blinking hard a couple of times against little clumps of snow falling into his eyes. He picks up a little firmer, in attempt to be reassuring.] Nuh-uh.
[From there, he tries to perk up a little. There's a little more (partly forced) lightheartedness in his voice as he carries on.]
I'm tired and hungry -- but I guess you gotta get used to that, huh?
[Which he should be, he thinks - he's done this before, traveled long distance with little food - but there being more to the environment plus having friends made it a little less pressing, you know? Speaking of friends.]
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It's dangerous to rest out here, it's too cold.
[The poor kid...he knows that when they crash, they crash hard, but while it wouldn't be uncommon to see children worn out from playing lazing under trees or in the shade of a building, this environment is something else entirely.
He offers a hand to help him up.]
Come, I can help you to shelter.