Test Drive

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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.

Comments

[24karat]

[ HA that worked-- oh god he's just dying now, isn't he. His half-second of amusement doesn't survive long at all, and Vasquez props his elbows up on his knees to hold his head in his hands with less effort spent. Maybe it'll keep the room from spinning, even if he'd rather not see whatever it is his skin is doing this close. That's a nightmare for future him to deal with, though! He'll leave that one alone until later. ]

[ After a solid minute of silence while he wrangles the mess he's dealing with, Vasquez looks back up, discomfort almost painfully obvious in his expression. He's trying, but he just can't quite rib Rhys how he'd like when it feels like he swallowed roughly fourteen snakes. ]

You'd-- better make sure that isn't strawberry ice cream, then. [ Inwardly, he hopes it is. Being that this...condition was liable to go on for a bit more, he might as well try eating something to settle it-- if Rhys tossed that pint, he'd just grab it. But-- no spoon, at least...none that he knew of. The universe was cruel. ] While I'd get a kick out of you getting this, we're not really gonna be having a good time if we're both out of commission. If something shows up in the meantime, well-- you're at least an okay shot, right? Maybe?

[headjacked]

An okay shot.

[ Rhys lets silence hang for a good five seconds or so, just so Vasquez can soak in the quiet judgement. ]

Y'know, finger guns just aren't especially effective against man-eating monsters. But, hey - [ An upturned palm, and a possibly familiar tiny screamy robot floats over Rhys' hand. So obedient. So good. ] We have Dumpy.

[ And if an anomaly shows up, he doesn't have to outrun it. He just has to outrun Vasquez. ]

[24karat]

[ For a solid few seconds, he looks back and forth between Rhys and Dumpy, expression very firmly set in a scowl of disappointment. This was what he had to work with? How exactly had he gotten stuck with this? ]

Oh, sure, your tiny frickin' robot's gonna save us all. [ Still, he scoots away a little just in case-- Vasquez definitely remembers Dumpy's bigger cousins shooting at him, and he's not keen to relive the experience, no matter how small and full of screams this one is. ] What's it gonna do? Yell the monsters to death? [ Or at least cause them a mild earache-- ]
We'd be better off just tossin' you at it. You're like human jerky already-- you're perfect for the job.

[ It's a...'promotion', maybe? Not really. ]

[headjacked]

Aaaaactually, Angel and I charged him up. Which, sure, still probably isn't going to be super effective against anomalies, but CAN still shock the crap out of people who irritate me.

[ Eye. Brows.

This may be the truth, this may be a bluff -- hard to say. Rhys hopes the threat is enough to keep Pukesquez at bay. ]

But the people-eaters are probably the least of your concerns right now. You look SUPER awful, just. FYI.