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: THE THINGS THAT CRAWL IN THE NIGHT
You haven't thought about the spiders that roam Norfinbury in awhile. But then something happens one night. It's after lockdown and you're all alone, but you can't sleep. How can you, when every time you try to drift off you hear the sounds of scurrying little legs? The sound gets louder, it multiplies, until its all around you. But where--where? Maybe they bugs are beneath the wallpaper, maybe they're under the floorboards. Maybe they're in the furniture. Or maybe, maybe they're just in your head. The tablet is the only thing you have to turn to. Even if you're the only one experiencing these sounds, maybe someone can talk you down, convince you that it's just a brief episode of paranoia that you can unwind from.
TWO: IT WAS ONLY JUST A DREAM
You wake up late into the night. You dreamed you were crawling through a tight, closed space, your body scraping against the metal, and know you don't belong here. Where are you going? The vent is dark, and you don't have your tablet with you. You think there's someone behind you, but you can't be sure. You pull yourself forward with one of your arms. And then you pull yourself forward with your other arm. And then you pull yourself forward with a third--one you shouldn't have. One that doesn't even belong to you.
Once your eyes are open you can still feel those extra limbs extending outward from your body, thin spider legs grabbing at air, clawing for purchase--but then the feeling passes. You're just you, and now you can't get back to sleep. Maybe someone else had the same dream?
Action Prompts
THREE: RATE YOUR DISCOMFORT
You and your traveling companion have found an easy routine. Travel, search, hunker down, try to find a semblance of warmth and comfort for the night before you sleep and start all over again. You don't question when they offer you the last of the fresh fruit from your last run to the grocery store. It's a kind gesture, and perhaps you intend to return it the next chance you get. But the food sits uncomfortably in your stomach.
You can feel it, can't you? It's not churning inside of you but moving, squirming, crawling. Nothing relieves it. It doesn't hurt but you feel sick, you find yourself shuddering, but when you show your companion your shaking hands they don't seem to notice the way that your skin ripples with something unseen just underneath. Whatever you ate isn't just in your stomach. It's inside. You can feel it tickling up your throat, reaching up up up.
FOUR: IT SLEEPS BENEATH THE SNOW
You're almost there: the building is just ahead of you, and just in time for lockdown. The coast is clear...at least, that's what you think before the ground around the building begins to move. The snow shifts, snaking in a wide, giant circle around it. And then the monster reveals itself, snow falling from its hardened exoskeleton in chunks, a giant centipede-like anomaly with too-human eyes and hundreds of legs like stilettos decorated with razor blades.
It has you and your traveling companion in your sights--you're going to have to think faster than it can reach you if you want to get around it and into the house before the door locks and dooms the both of you.
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snowblindmemes2017-01-14 08:59 pm
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[But he's been tossing a rock at the wall for the past hour to keep himself entertained. The building he made it into before lockdown is way too cold, and now he can't sleep.]
Losing your mind, Adachi? Maybe the monsters are coming after you, huh?
[It's petty, but he's bored and cold and hungry, and Adachi is an easy target for ego-stroking purposes.]
Or is it just paranoia? The mystery of the century.
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[He barely represses a snort, sneering at the device as he tries to make himself more comfortable.]
Keep dreaming, kiddo. There's no way this place'll make things that easy for you.
[It's easier for Adachi to slip back into his own skin and talk shit now, when there's someone on the other end that's so deserving of it. But as much of an act as the poor, hopeless rookie detective stranded out in the middle of nowhere still is, he's got to admit he's a little unnerved.
Not that he'll give Hanamura the satisfaction of knowing as much.]
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[For someone supposedly concerned about "noises," Adachi didn't sound nearly as worried after Yosuke doubted him. He throws the rock against the wall again and is ready to ignore whatever dumb reply he gets when...
There's a shuffling noise by the door. Scratching, like... a wire brush tapped against a rock.
Yosuke stops talking and jerks his head towards the noise. Whether it's the same noise doesn't cross his mind yet. Really, after something like that, he's almost forgot about Adachi.]
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Not at all like Hanamura to so abruptly fall silent, especially not when he takes such joy in being such a shit to Adachi. Did something happen? If anything did, there'd be no complaints out of this one. It'd be one less headache for him to deal with (for now). But - ]
Hey. Hanamura.
[Another thought occurs to him, and he glowers at the tablet.]
Quit messing around.
[Because of course that's what Hanamura's doing. Typical.]
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Finally, he speaks again, but now his voice is shaking.]
I heard it too. Just now. Did you hear any of that?