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: GIFT BASKET You wake up to find a new application, BASKET.EXE, has downloaded itself to your tablet. The icon is of a cheery pink wicker basket adorned in a bright ribbon and full of eggs and treats. If you click on it, no program appears to immediately load, but then an egg-shaped chocolate in a cheerfully colored wrapper will appear in the corner of your screen. "Eat me?" it asks in an unassuming word bubble. Should you click on it, your tablet goes dark. A cryptic message appears on the center of your screen in red text: Thank you for your contribution. Or maybe it reads: Progress has been saved. Or even: It will be our secret. Whatever the message reads, you feel a shiver pass down your spine, and then your tablet returns to normal. The application has disappeared. TWO: THE RESURRECTION Maybe you've died before or maybe this is your first time, but just like with any other revival, you awake in your body bag, and have to suffer through the task of crawling out into the morgue. You know you'll need to figure out what it is you've awaken to: how long you've been gone, where you are, if anything has changed about you or anyone else. But before you have a chance to do anything to get your bearings, your eyes catch onto something strange. There, on the door to the drawer your body had been stuffed into, someone (or something) has left something. It could be a drawing, or it could be a written word, but whatever it is, the sight of it fills you with a sense of loss. It's familiar, though you're not immediately sure how or why: something that symbolizes something important you've lost in your past. But who would leave this here? And who could know? Action Prompts THREE: RABBIT FEET It's been a long day of traveling, and you and your companion are glad to be reaching your final destination for the night. Someone's even built a rabbit out of snow outside of the door to make the place more inviting. Only...as you get closer, you realize that the tall, white figure is much too detailed to be anything made of snow. The slender figure has a body that could almost be human if not for the way that the limbs attach to the torso at odd angles, and the rabbit face has dark, hollow slits for eyes. It carries a small basket in delicate fingers. It waits for you. It waits for you to get closer, closer. It waits for you to try to get inside. FOUR: SKIN DEEP The day has been rather uneventful, so you wonder why it is you can't sleep. Something is eating at you, poking at the back of your brain, telling you that you're missing something. You look over at your companion and then you see it--something shifting beneath their skin. And then you look down at your own arm, and you see it there, too. An egg has been planted into your skin. And not just one. You wake your companion at once--they need to see what you see. But when you illuminate the situation with the lights from your tablets, you can't see the eggs anymore. You're left to wonder if it was really real, or if your imagination was getting the better of you. But what if it was real? And what happens when the eggs hatch?

Comments

Bad Girl | No More Heroes

[beercans]

one ♥

@badgirl, text
[It is a very concise message. It consists of a screenshot which bears the message from BASKET.EXE, which simply claims "Critical error." And then, to accompany the simple screenshot, a simple query:]

what the fuk is this shit??? if this is a fkn joke some1 is gunna pay


three ♥

[To say that Bad Girl has adjusted poorly to this situation is an understatement. She is not dressed for the weather. She has no survival skills that aren't combat-oriented. And she is woefully, tragically sober. She cannot remember the last time she went this long without at least one beer. And though the worst of the physical symptoms of withdrawal have passed, the psychological still persist.

As a result, she is more than a mite irrational. One could argue that this has nothing to do with the alcohol, which is probably correct, but her irritability has certainly been exacerbated regardless.

So when she sees the anomaly, her hand tightens around the scrap rod of metal she picked up from the rubble on her first day. She knows they're supposed to be able to kill you nigh instantaneously, but her whole body is itching for a fight.

With possibly the only ounce of foresight she has in her entire being, she voices her thoughts to her companion.] I'm gonna fucking kill it.

three

[devoutish]

You can't kill it; don't be fucking ridiculous.

[Alfie speeds up as best as he can, which... isn't really a lot.]

Walk past it. Hope it doesn't move.

Dwight Schrute | The Office (US)

[recyclops]

one;

@dwightkschrute | text
Attention Fellow Hostages,

It has come to my attention that some of you have been receiving mysterious and concerning messages disguised as virtual chocolates. I know this because I received one myself. Do not be alarmed as I am currently investigating the matter thoroughly. I will be requiring transcripts of all messages and unusual activities. Do not under any circumstances activate your digital gift basket if you have not already done so. If you do so after having received fair warning as to the potential life-altering consequences you are an idiot.

I will be accepting informed questions and rejecting stupid questions.

-Dwight K. Schrute


four;

[Whoever happens to be currently sleeping soundly next to Dwight is going to be waking up in an extremely unpleasant fashion as he jumps out of bed and shouts, shining his tablet light into their face.]

Don't panic! I've figured out the mystery of what happened to the citizens of Norfinbury! We may be in imminent danger! Action is required immediately!

@featherydouche; text

[mrcreamsicles]

but did you eat the egg

four

[devoutish]

[Since the moment he and this guy had ended up in the same house for the night, Alfie has been regretting everything. He groans and makes a swat for the tablet, missing it completely.]

Fuck off.

@theiceman; text

[holmesice]

Are you qualified to investigate?

Billy Kaplan | Marvel 616

[fanboyascended]

one

@wiccandoit, video

[ Billy has attached a screenshot of the unclicked basket. ]

I'm not the only one seeing this, right? Anyone know what happens if you click it? 'Cause I can think of a couple of options and none of them are good.

Like, it could doom us all, or it could be a tamagochi that I'll forget to feed and feel guilty about forever... Not really sure what would be worse.

--

Two

@wiccandoit, video

[ There's just a video of the outside of a morgue drawer, so still it might as well be a photograph with Billy's voice narrating over it until he reaches out a hand to draw his finger over a word scratched into the metal.

DEMIURGE. ]

First: I'm alive. If you were worried.

Second: Woke up dressed in superhero cosplay for some reason, but this seems more important. Someone left me a message but I've got no idea what it's supposed to mean.

Is that Greek...?

--

Three

Action

[ It's been a long, quiet day of traveling. As usual, Billy's got the bottom part of his cape wrapped around his face and he's not interested in freezing his nose in order to talk.

Still, when he sees the bunny up ahead, he nudges his companion and tilts his head. Cute, right? ]

@featherydouche; text; one

[mrcreamsicles]

[Davesprite sends back his own screenshot: the egg settled in the corner of his screen with the "eat me?" speech bubble.]

bam
got an egg
haved tried what eating it does but if you ask me thats a waste of a perfectly good digital easter egg

[devoutish]

[Alfie is traveling with Billy completely by chance - he's on his way to pick up Royce from the chapel, and Billy had happened to be traveling in the same direction, and he'd suggested they walk together. Alfie hadn't cared enough to tell him to fuck off.

He glances in the direction that Billy is indicating, and grunts.]

Snow rabbit. Yeah.

Two! @hsiaoke; voice

[heavensreader]

Oah, Billy! You got new clothes? [Better than the silks she woke up from her death in, she does hope.] Can you read it out? I know a little Greek, at least, the Classical...

Three 8'D

[fordearlife]

[ Elle's first reaction is to pull the fuck away at that nudge. Already,
she's eyeballing and making sure she didn't make any sort of actual physical contact with him, but she shortly realizes thereafter that she's being silly. He's pretty well bundled up and her hair's tucked enough away. They ought to be good.

Why'd he do that any-... way. ] Huh..

[ She looks at that bunny with curiosity that soon transforms into something almost too gleeful as she starts ahead of him. ] Oh, wow! I wonder how built that! It looks really cute! Doesn't it, Billy?

[ Of course, it's hard to see in the dying light how its head might be starting to turn. Surely, that's just their eyes playing tricks on them. They're still pretty far from it. Or maybe Elle's just far more focused on actually getting to it and the house beyond it to really pay attention. ]

Mercy DeLancy | Riyria

[raccoongirl]

one - @princessmercy

[Okay, well, obviously she's not going to outright tell anyone about the app and what she'd done. It was supposed to be a secret, and Mercy is really good at keeping secrets. Even if the message came from the Admin, who she's heard she shouldn't trust, she doesn't think she should tell. That would make her angry, and you shouldn't make dangerous people angry unless you really have to.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't have questions.]

What does E-X-E spell? Does it have to do with computers?

[You know, just asking for a friend.]

three

Oh! Look!

[Mercy is just delighted by that snowrabbit, let me tell you. She bounds through the snow as best she can, even though it's deep and she's tired.]

It looks lonely. We should build it a friend. Can we make a raccoon out of snow to sit next to it?

[She's not close enough to see any of the weirdness yet, or to trigger anything. Right now, just for these few short moments, it's all joy.]

three!

[bywolves]

[ Royce moves quickly after Mercy - sorry, Alfie, he has to keep up with her. He's cautious, as always, but he doesn't want to be a spoilsport for Mercy, who has so few little joys in this place. His natural instinct is to pull her away, but he doesn't. Instead, he holds out his hand for Mercy to take, watching the rabbit carefully. ]

We can try. [ Royce tells her, in a voice far softer than anything he uses with anybody else. ] We can build it a friend as long as it isn't dangerous.

one but with a twist

[empireofrats]

[Carefully, Emily leans to peer over Mercy's shoulder to the tablet.] Um. It's an "app," like what everyone talks about on the tablets.

I wonder why there's eggs inside the basket. Maybe we shouldn't open it. Miss Tifa said that the tablet does funny things, and sometimes you shouldn't trust what it does because it's trying to trick you.

@hotstud_xxx; text

[rubikscomplex]

it spells exe
you're kinda slow ain't cha?
it's the singular of exes
those are the people daddy used to date before mommy

Mycroft Holmes | BBC Sherlock

[holmesice]

Four.

[He prides himself on being calm and collected. In the face of danger, he would remain a bastion of poise and rationality. The very epitome of a disguigushed gentleman. A fine example of the kind of man who occupied a minor position in the British Government.

He saw that ghastly thing in his skin, made a strangled noise not unlike a cat being stepped on, and nearly fell off the bed.]

What in blazes? Did you--did you see--

[It was impossible, but he had seen it. Maybe it was combination of the lack of sleep, or the tedium of this place, but he had seen it.

He didn't seem to be getting any reaction from his companion, so he reached over for his umbrella, which was at its usual spot next to his bed. He promptly began jabbing it across at his companion.]

[jumpthegun]

Bloody hell!

[John grabs for the tip of the umbrella and tries to yank it away from the other man. He gets so little sleep as it is. He really doesn't need Mycroft joining in the 'Wake John Up at All Hours' game.]

What?

[ecks]

[While his initial outburst didn't wake her, being jabbed with an umbrella certainly does. Ecks comes awake in the very sudden way of one who never quite entirely accepts that she is safe at any given time, twisting in place to grab the umbrella and jab it rather sharply back in his direction before she even fully registers what's going on. Despite the darkness of the room and her sleep-addled disorientation, she'll make a pretty good bid at directing it into his solar plexus.]

[ninjainviolet]

[ Jabbing a ninja while she's sleeping is not the best of ideas--as Mycroft will soon discover. Barely awake and acting on instinct, Sheena leaps out of bed and is immediately in a fighting stance before her senses kick in.

Seeing Mycroft, she sighs and sits down. ]

Oh, it's you. What the hell's going on? Why were you jabbing me with that thing?

[howdull]

[The only thing worse than having to deal with Mycroft, was having to deal with Mycroft in Norfinbury where his brother had to actually do physical labour and not rely on his network of people to do things for him. To add insult to injury, Sherlock has somehow managed to find himself travelling with his older brother.

He's actually awake when he's talked to, but he doesn't want to engage, so he ignores it until he's prodded with the umbrella.]

Sod off, Mycroft.

[excellentpoliceman]

Oi! Leave off.

[It's a gruff growl as Lestrade bats the umbrella away and rubs at his eyes.]

What are you shouting about?

Greg Lestrade | BBC Sherlock

[excellentpoliceman]

ONE
@diglestrade
Right, then.
BASKET.EXE
Who's been using it? What messages have you received? There's something about progress being saved on my end. Is this a game someone mocked up?


THREE
[Not for the first or last time, Lestrade wishes he had his gun. It would make his life in this hell hole more tolerable. Infinitely so. Well, maybe not that far. It'd be a step up from the current level, though. He puts a hand up to stop his companion. He has a heavy Cockney accent.]

Probably gonna need to run that beauty, then. Too late to try backtracking to that last house.

[devoutish]

[Alfie isn't in good enough shape to run, really, but it's not like he has a choice. He gives a sharp nod, and takes off - moving awkwardly, his cane striking the ground with each footfall. It would be just his fucking luck if he got killed while on his way to pick up Royce from one of the morgues.]

@theiceman; text

[holmesice]

You clicked on it. Why did you click on it?

ygritte | asoiaf/got

[kindlings]

three;

[ the mockery of a 'rabbit' perched in front of the house isn't a rabbit at all, and Ygritte is suddenly struck by the resemblance to the morbid and gruesome artistic constructions of the white walkers. she's a spearwife and boasts a strong stomach, but what they'd done to those dismembered horses killed at the fist of the first men still haunts her.

she tilts her covered head, tufts of red hair peeking out from under her furskin hood as she speaks to her traveling companion above the wind: ] You s'pose there's anything in the basket?

[ not only is it cold and she longs to be indoors for the night, but she's just about reckless enough to venture on up to it and find out. ]

[heroproceeding]

Maybe... but I dunno if it'll be any kind'a surprise we want. [ Where Ygritte's feeling reckless, Zack had been quick to wrinkle his nose. This isn't the first time he's seen something out of place and suspicious. Had a good fair share of those experiences during his stay. But what he does know is that suspicious or not, that rabbit's right by the door they need to reach in order to get inside for the night.

And considering his tablet just went off in warning five minutes ago, there's really no time to be fooling around, is there. He's already got a hand reaching back to the grip of his makeshift sword, even knowing it'll do nothing, as he begins his approach. ]