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.
[Okay, so the sound of something outside has him uneasy. He's fourteen. He's no longer scared of monsters under the bed anymore. But the noises seem to be getting closer, more insistent as he hears them overhead on the roof, or hearing them seeming to attempt to get in through the walls. He's used to quiet. Or sleeping to the slight hum of a fan at the most. This thudding is hardly so constant and regular so it keeps causing him to jolt awake each time.
Eventually, he gives up on the idea of getting much if any rest and sits up, still huddled in the blankets and blearily rubbing at his eyes, hair possibly even more of a mess of a mop than usual as he turns on the tablet. May as well ask if anyone else is experiencing this, or try get some sort of distraction from it, turning the device to video. Running a hand through his mess of hair as he semi-pouts and glances when there's another thud on the roof.]
I don't suppose there's really anything we can do from inside to make these things go away. It's really not helping in the whole 'sleep' area, suffice to say. Anyone else dealing with this or just want to keep me company while I try ignore them? I can't be the only one awake, right?
[Or do something about them, if that might be possible from inside. Either way.]
Action: Prompt Four;
H-hey--?
[Hiro doesn't get the best look at the figure, before it goes dark, as he turns from shutting the door behind him now he's finally at least made it inside. He's not sure if he quite recognizes them, whether it is someone else stranded in this mess and trying to find shelter or....or someone less friendly? Either way, if there's anything resembling a makeshift weapon nearby, he's going for it. Even if this might mean potentially brandishing a broom in the uncertainty.]
[Tadashi's video feed is clicked on almost immediately, answering the call an instant after it's been placed. He's not hovering -- honest. It's just that with an unknown distance still separating him from his brother, he jolts awake at every quiet pling from the network.
He yawns, trying to cover it up at the last moment before offering Hiro a wan smile. He tries to keep the worry out of his expression, but it still lingers behind his eyes.]
Hey, bonehead. Can't sleep?
[He scuffs one hand back through his hair, his hat still perched on his backpack from when he first started trying to get some sleep.]
You've got the door blocked off, right? That will keep them out.
[He hopes. Tadashi won't voice his fears to Hiro, though.]
You're just going to have to ride it out. We're gonna push further south when the doors unlock -- see if we can spot what you described this morning.
[Curled up under his blankets, Dorian tried to ignore the sounds form outside. It was too cold to investigate and without his magic all he could do was wait. Every time he thought he might be calm enough to doze off the building groaned again and Dorian's imagination was filled with the image of the ceiling collapsing down on him or a shadowy something bursting through the wall.]
I seem to be haunted by the building's attempts to settle tonight. Does anyone know of any solutions? Spin in a circle three times perhaps?
[He remained a little suspicious of the tablets. How did he know the voice on the end was actually a person?]
Action Prompt #4:
Dorian saw it only for an instant before things went dark. Wishing he could still light fires with his mind, Dorian took a step forward in the dark. "I'm Dorian of House Pavus. Is someone there?" he asked confidently, knowing that if it wasn't another stranger or the other person decided to attack him, he didn't exactly have a good way to defend himself.
[Gesturing to the direction of the wall as there is another thud in the background, briefly glancing over to that direction before turning his attention back to Tadashi. He can tell in spite of the attempts at reassurance that his brother is still worried. Tadashi might be able to fool some others that don't know him as well, but Hiro knows the little tells having grown up with him, after all.]
Well, the door locked like it does every night. I'm assuming that means it is secure because I haven't yet figured how to open it or unhinge it or anything. I figure that means whatever is out there can't get in either the same way I can't get out. Reckon I have a few more days of supplies left, at least. Too hopeful to ask if there might be gummy bears around, I'm guessing.
[Distractions. Normal talk. He can manage this. Without completely breaking in front of his brother. At least, he doesn't want to yet. In person, eventually he's sure Tadashi will piece things together. But not yet. He wants some time to figure things out first. Rather than hopefully not just blurting it out randomly.]
[Tadashi can't really blame Hiro. It's not like he was able to sleep when those creatures first appeared. It had been the week from hell. The days that his group was trapped and unable to make a break for another shelter had been the worst -- the longer they stayed in one place, the higher tempers and terror had flared.
That in mind, he frowns at Hiro's assumption.]
They might not be gone by morning. Better safe than sorry. I need you to find whatever you can and block the door, okay? And don't even think about going out there until you're absolutely sure it's safe.
[That's not going to keep Hiro calm, though. It's just for Tadashi's peace of mind. He's not there to look after Hiro, so for now all he can do is give instructions and trust his brother will follow his advice. He hesitates, but in the end he can't leave it on a serious note.]
Actually, I did find some snacks back at the last convenience store we hit up. There might have been something bear-shaped in what I grabbed. I just don't know, Hiro. It's a little dark to check right now.
[His tone is teasing as he lifts his weighted-down backpack for emphasis, rubbing his chin and looking from the bag to Hiro.]
No idea how long they'd hang around. I'll see what I can manage. Bound to be something around I can try push to block the door. You'll let me know with the tablet when you're nearly here right? So I can move it to let you guys in. Assuming these things are gone by then, I mean?
[But until then, Tadashi's advice probably is the best. Hiro could easily come up with some security, but here he is much more limited in regards to what he has available, the resources he has to work with to figure much of anything. Still, he can at least try.]
You -- really? You're not just messing with me here.
[It's times like this, one can easily be reminded just how young and enthusiastic Hiro can be. The way his face all but lights up in spite of their circumstances when Tadashi teases him over having his favourite treat.]
Absolutely. I'll keep my video turned on tomorrow, if you want.
[Tadashi grins a little, lifting one eyebrow slightly.]
I can't guarantee we'll talk about anything interesting, but...
[If those things were still around when they made it to Hiro's location, it was going to be tricky. Depending on the timing, they might need to take shelter nearby and come up with a strategy to distract the creatures long enough to grab Hiro and run. Tadashi didn't plan to leave him there by himself for any longer than absolutely necessary.
Tadashi's thoughts are interrupted by Mochi bumping up against his bag. Amused, he tilts the camera to show the fat cat while he digs through his bag and lifts the gummy bears out.]
Guess Mochi can see better at night than I can. Look what he just found.
[Or, well. As best Hiro can from his position of being stuck inside for now until Tadashi gets here. But he's trying not to worry too much just yet. It's enough to be able to see and hear his brother over the tablets like this for now. Even that much is more than he could have imagined or hoped for.]
But? Mochi? Wait, you tease!
[Because of course if Tadashi is around that means Mochi is? Hiro doesn't question it, if simply relieved for another familiar face, even if it is the family pet. Let alone the confirmation of his brother stocking up on gummy bears. Which is totally the other majorly important fact and reason Tadashi needs to hurry. As if he needed any more reason that seeing his brother again to get all impatient.]
Ellana didn't mind at all that the place she was staying for the night could have more people than just herself or Cullen there. Sadly, she and Cullen had gone out separately to search for supplies, but he was safe in another house for the night. However, she thought it was wise to meet up with others when they could. There was strength in numbers, and they would need to remain strong to face whatever it was their mystery Admin decided to do to them next.
When Dorian identified himself, she inhaled a sharp breath. Was it possible this was true, or another hallucination? She was quick to pull out her tablet and turn on the screen, so it illuminated her pale face.
"Dorian? When did you arrive?" She didn't blame him for not announcing it on the tablets. They're not familiar to Thedosians and take some getting used to.
"Six o'clock in the morning according to that glowing thing." Dorian said with a little asperity. "Is it really you?" he asked, coming closer. "I was in Skyhold and then I was here with one of those and no magic."
She scrambled up from her little nest on the floor, a pea coat falling away and as came over to stand before him, her tablet was held down at her side to provide a little light that wasn't blinding.
"It's me. The same happened to me, only I was returning from the Arbor Wilds at the time. There's a lot I'll have to fill you in on, but first, what was the most recent event that was happening at Skyhold? I've learned we're taken from different moments in time."
"We had just returned from the Western Approach," Dorian said, his mind already trying to figure out how people could be taken from different points in time. "I was looking into Corypheus's lineage in the library."
He tilted his head to get a better look at her in the unusual lighting. "What was in the Arbor Wilds?" He new this wasn't the Fade but there was something not right about this place all the same.
The noise made Miranda pause over the drawer she'd been rifling through in a scavenging attempt. Her enhanced eyesight was either gone or useless in this place, and she had no candle or biotics to light the way.
She'd seen, from the corner of her eye, something man-shaped. The voice sounded human enough, but that meant as little here as it did in her own galaxy. It could just be waiting to eat her. She took a few steps backward, toward where she'd seen a loose board resting against a wall.
In a purposefully light voice she says, "Hello, Dorian."
Hearing what sounded like a reasonably inoffensive response, Dorian decided to continue with being as polite as possible. "The weather here is ridiculous and I'm not eager to go rushing back out into it. Do you think we can share a roof?" He stood very still, listening carefully in the dark.
"Judging by the last several nights, I don't believe we have a choice." Miranda's hand closed around the board. She didn't intend to do anything with it, yet, but if the lights happened to cut on and reveal something decidedly husk-like she could always fight her way out. It was important to have options.
"Oh, that's-- a great deal behind Cullen and myself." She gestured over to where she'd been seated so she could return to bury herself in her coat. She sat, setting the tablet on the floor and drawing her legs up until she could wrap the coat around all of herself.
"Josie, keep the screen on," she said, which probably sounded strange because Josephine was no where in sight, and because Ellana never called her Josie anyway. But from the tablet came a helpful voice that said: All right, I'll do that. It was the personal assistant, which worked wonders on teaching Ellana how to use the tablet in the first place.
"There was an elven ruin in the Arbor Wilds: the Temple of Mythal. And there was an eluvian that Corypheus wanted to use to break into the Fade. We went to stop him."
"Excellent," Dorian said even though it really, really wasn't. "I don't suppose I can ask for your name. Talking to a nameless voice in the dark is somewhat less than comfortable under most circumstances. I hope you understand." his tone was too smooth to really be conciliatory.
Dorian followed her to her seat and unapologetically leaned toward her body heat. He eyed the tablet mistrustfully for a moment before focusing his gaze on her face.
"I take it we won?" Dorian asked lightly. "Since you are in one piece rather than scattered across the Fade in little bitty shreds. And aren't asking how I survived."
"It's Jane," Miranda lies easily. She's settling into the alias, even beginning to devise some kind of backstory for the fake name. The imp of the perverse compels her to add: "Though if I'm intending to murder you in your sleep, there's no guarantee I'm being honest."
"I know," Dorian said without pausing. "But having a name for the disembodied voice in the dark is progress, yes?" He noisily slid his backpack off his shoulder.
Leaning back against the wall, he rolled his shoulders. "So, Jane. Do you know of any good places to find a drink?"
That draws an honest chuckle, even as Miranda's moving to move a little further from the noise of his backpack. "Oh, if only. The nightlife here leaves something to be desired."
"We did," she said, and she leaned in a little too, hand emerging from her coat to take his and give it a squeeze. "But more than that; Cullen's from our future, and he told me that Corypheus was defeated. We won." Despite the situation the three of them were now in, she could take comfort in knowing that what they'd set out to do was accomplished. The Inquisition had stood against the chaos.
"I suspected as much. Pity." Dorian sighed noisily. "It might be a mercy if you stab me while I'm sleeping. No alcohol. Fucking ice and snow. Food that tastes like nothing. Kaffas!"
"We did? Yay, us." Dorian said, squeezing her hand in return. "Cullen's here too? Well, the man has that bloody great bear skin mantle and he's used to this weather. Seems to think it's invigorating or some such thing." Dorian was expressing his worry for Cullen the best way he knew how.
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