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.
[ Maybe she'd spent too much time around Gaige that the young girl's squeal and subsequent arms wrapped tightly around her waist elicits little more than a chuckle.
She messes with the girl's hair a little in return greeting, smirk sitting upon blue lips. The familiar face is great, awesome, though she isn't certain her ears feel the same way. ]
Can say the same for you. Didn't think anyone else from Pandora was here.
It's good to see your face though. [ Reaching up she knocks one of Deathtrap's arms with her knuckles. ] His too.
[ They were an odd little family, and being the youngest of them came with the weight responsibility of being obnoxiously in their face about it. So she happily takes the ruffling of her hair with an easy laugh, batting at her hands in a barely meant objection. But they were near as people like them came to family. Especially lately.
Right now, it was like when they first met. The snow, being split up and having to work out plans on the fly after being blown to hell, or phased half the planet away, or whatever it was this time.
Gaige beams and there's an affectionate whirr of greeting from DT in reply. ]
Kinda reminds me of you know -- when Jack blew up the train and we got stuck in the fridge? Just you know, less annoying robots. [ But hell, right now she misses CL4P-TP a little too. ] And bullymongs. Same kind of bare necessities too. [ No guns on her, and as she glances at Maya, realizes there's no guns on her, either.
[ Odd to think of them as family, but they're the closest thing Maya's has ever had in her life. Made her glad she left the Monastery like she had. Better this than to be used the way the monks would have used her.
Shifting her weight slightly Maya rests a hand on her hip, glancing over the little shelter they're calling home for the night. ]
Hard to forget, head was pounding the whole time. The robot didn't help. [ Hard to forget that train ride, something to do with it blowing up and almost killing them all left an impression. ] You empty too? [ Guns she means, turning her gaze back to the girl she looks her over in much the same way. ]
[ Gotta stick together because that's all there is, out on Pandora, people you can lean on mean the damn more than the vault, because you weren't going to survive the latter without the former.
Gaige nods, her arms extending in a loose limped shrug that is half agreement. ]
Erg, yes, not a damn thing. I'm a bit worried about DT, he's not quite right. Still haven't been able to pin point it exactly, but I think that's just a matter of time till I work out whose been tinkering with my bot and fix it.
[ She'd been testing it, and he's here, and that means she can fix it. Maybe. Hopefully. But right now they've got other problems, mostly being in this run down house with no food, and no warmth. Could survive without food, done that enough, but they could make do about the rest of it. ]
I was gunna hunt down some firewood, since we're going to be stuck here all night. Seemed like the best place to start if we're going to be hiding here.
Yeah, gotta say he's not looking as nasty as he usually does. Lost his edge.
[ Habit has her fingers looking for a pistol that simply isn't there, groping at air a few times. As if doing that would make her guns just reappear.
The state of Gaige's robot has her thinking, holding a tattooed hand up in front of herself. Hasn't been feeling herself for a while, not wholly there, empty almost. Thinking on it makes her skin crawl, stomaching twisting comfortably.
Better things to focus on. Warmth being one of them. ]
I was thinking something similar, has to be something in there that will burn.
Yeah something so totaalllly messed with his AI, I don't know how and -- [ There's a concerned whirr, he is not the high tech of AI, more like a puppy, responding to tone than anything else and -- well she loves him, probably more than most people.
So she softens a little, turning back. Crooning tone her voice. ] It's okay, DT, we'll fix you up. Don't worry buddy. [ It's enough to settle him, and he whirrs his engines again, a little more calm.
That done, she turns back and nods in agreement, already looking around. ] I think I saw some wooden planks and hmm, I can probably sparks us a flame off DT if all else fails?
[ She originally thought it was weird watching Gaige treat her robot like it was some sort of puppy, but now? Well it is as normal as Hyperion bots crashing down from the sky at random intervals.
Maya turns to look over the room for something that'll burn, enough to at least get them through the night and possibly the next few. The both of them are experienced enough with cold temperatures to know how important that shit is. ]
Shame I haven't any incendiary grenades to spare. [ A grin, attention flicking back towards the younger girl. ] The planks will do, hope they'll be dry enough to burn.
Poor robot, demoted to nightlight and fire starter.
[ He hovers after her as she moves around the room, throwing as much like as he could muster for them to work by. At least enough to not trip over anything, and she goes after the wooden planks that she'd seen before. Like digging around for guns or cash, but way less exciting than that. Sighing as she finds old magazines, well that would do for kindling. Reads through them and pulls a face. Looks like the junk Marcie would read. ] Geez, I know right? Where's Lilith when you need to burn something?
[ Deciding it's trash, the magazines are tossed into a pile, moving on again to find whatever else was around that would go up in flames. Grins briefly, when Maya speaks, eyes sliding back to DT, and the smile is fixed, but she's worried. Of course she's worried. Doing her best to hide it though. ] He's an all purpose bot, he'll rise to the challenge.
[ She's learning to read people, gauge them, the more she spends around others the easier it gets and the others─ well she's spent a lot of time around them all. Reading becomes easy after all unless, of course, you're Zer0 and then it's a hopeless endeavor that should be given up.
The fact Maya notices the smile, fixed and stiff, for what it is─ or what she assumes it to be. Gaige is worried. Understandable, not like her killer robot to be defunct. Nevermind it also means someone has messed with said killer robot, a fact she's sure isn't going down well.
And a feeling she understands well, gaze flicking to the tattoos covering her arm. ]
Yeah, Lilith would be great about now.
[ But she isn't here, or at least around, so they're own their own. Or more specifically Maya is on her own. So she focuses on contributing to the scavenging, finding a couple bits of folded paper that could add to the kindling. Curiosity has her read them before hand, whoever used to live here had some sort of noise problem. Useless, she decides, depositing it with the magazine and planks. ]
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She messes with the girl's hair a little in return greeting, smirk sitting upon blue lips. The familiar face is great, awesome, though she isn't certain her ears feel the same way. ]
Can say the same for you. Didn't think anyone else from Pandora was here.
It's good to see your face though. [ Reaching up she knocks one of Deathtrap's arms with her knuckles. ] His too.
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Right now, it was like when they first met. The snow, being split up and having to work out plans on the fly after being blown to hell, or phased half the planet away, or whatever it was this time.
Gaige beams and there's an affectionate whirr of greeting from DT in reply. ]
Kinda reminds me of you know -- when Jack blew up the train and we got stuck in the fridge? Just you know, less annoying robots. [ But hell, right now she misses CL4P-TP a little too. ] And bullymongs. Same kind of bare necessities too. [ No guns on her, and as she glances at Maya, realizes there's no guns on her, either.
Damnit, so much for that. ]
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Shifting her weight slightly Maya rests a hand on her hip, glancing over the little shelter they're calling home for the night. ]
Hard to forget, head was pounding the whole time. The robot didn't help. [ Hard to forget that train ride, something to do with it blowing up and almost killing them all left an impression. ] You empty too? [ Guns she means, turning her gaze back to the girl she looks her over in much the same way. ]
Doesn't feel right.
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Gaige nods, her arms extending in a loose limped shrug that is half agreement. ]
Erg, yes, not a damn thing. I'm a bit worried about DT, he's not quite right. Still haven't been able to pin point it exactly, but I think that's just a matter of time till I work out whose been tinkering with my bot and fix it.
[ She'd been testing it, and he's here, and that means she can fix it. Maybe. Hopefully. But right now they've got other problems, mostly being in this run down house with no food, and no warmth. Could survive without food, done that enough, but they could make do about the rest of it. ]
I was gunna hunt down some firewood, since we're going to be stuck here all night. Seemed like the best place to start if we're going to be hiding here.
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[ Habit has her fingers looking for a pistol that simply isn't there, groping at air a few times. As if doing that would make her guns just reappear.
The state of Gaige's robot has her thinking, holding a tattooed hand up in front of herself. Hasn't been feeling herself for a while, not wholly there, empty almost. Thinking on it makes her skin crawl, stomaching twisting comfortably.
Better things to focus on. Warmth being one of them. ]
I was thinking something similar, has to be something in there that will burn.
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So she softens a little, turning back. Crooning tone her voice. ] It's okay, DT, we'll fix you up. Don't worry buddy. [ It's enough to settle him, and he whirrs his engines again, a little more calm.
That done, she turns back and nods in agreement, already looking around. ] I think I saw some wooden planks and hmm, I can probably sparks us a flame off DT if all else fails?
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Maya turns to look over the room for something that'll burn, enough to at least get them through the night and possibly the next few. The both of them are experienced enough with cold temperatures to know how important that shit is. ]
Shame I haven't any incendiary grenades to spare. [ A grin, attention flicking back towards the younger girl. ] The planks will do, hope they'll be dry enough to burn.
Poor robot, demoted to nightlight and fire starter.
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[ Deciding it's trash, the magazines are tossed into a pile, moving on again to find whatever else was around that would go up in flames. Grins briefly, when Maya speaks, eyes sliding back to DT, and the smile is fixed, but she's worried. Of course she's worried. Doing her best to hide it though. ] He's an all purpose bot, he'll rise to the challenge.
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The fact Maya notices the smile, fixed and stiff, for what it is─ or what she assumes it to be. Gaige is worried. Understandable, not like her killer robot to be defunct. Nevermind it also means someone has messed with said killer robot, a fact she's sure isn't going down well.
And a feeling she understands well, gaze flicking to the tattoos covering her arm. ]
Yeah, Lilith would be great about now.
[ But she isn't here, or at least around, so they're own their own. Or more specifically Maya is on her own. So she focuses on contributing to the scavenging, finding a couple bits of folded paper that could add to the kindling. Curiosity has her read them before hand, whoever used to live here had some sort of noise problem. Useless, she decides, depositing it with the magazine and planks. ]
Think that'll do?