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: DISTORTION Something is wrong with the video feed. You're not sure what it is, but it seems that whenever anyone tries to post to the Network using video, their faces warp and distort like they're being ripped through with static. Odd, since it's only the people who show up blurry, and not the surroundings. Maybe you want to test it out with more people to see if everyone is experiencing the same problem, or maybe you just want to toss theories around about what the issue might be, but either way you turn to the Network for answers. Fortunately, the text and audio features are working normally, so you can still have conversations with the others without any problems.
TWO: STRAIGHT TO DETENTION You had to head to the school in order to grab some more rations, but before you head out for the day you decide to explore around a little more. You've heard that people have had success in the past connecting with the Prophet here, so you head to Samantha's classroom and sit at her desk. When you speak up, though, trying to make contact, it's not the Prophet who answers.
Instead, you hear the sound of a sharp crack and there's a sting on the back of your hands, like you've been whacked by a ruler.
Raise your hand! If you don't follow classroom rules, I'll have to give you detention.
A shadow flicks behind you, the looming outline of the teacher that reprimanded you disappears before you can get a good look. The problem? You can't seem to find the exit to the classroom. Your sense of direction warps every time you get to where it should be, causing you to become disoriented and turned around. The neatly-lined desks suddenly seem to form a maze. If you want to skip detention, you may need a little help from the Network. Maybe someone can guide you out.
Action Prompts
THREE: NO SOLICITING You're running out of time. You finally found a building you can stay in for the night...but it seems that someone else has found it first. And this someone else appears, for whatever reason, unhappy with the idea of letting you in to share the space. You know there's plenty of room for the both of you, and you don't have enough time to duck into another building for safety. You keep glancing nervously at the time on your tablet. It's cold, and you don't have much more time to argue before you're stuck out here.
If talking isn't going to get you much farther, maybe you can offer something that will make it worth their while. Or maybe you can even force the issue. You probably have something on you that you can use as a weapon if you're not confident that your own strength will do the trick.
FOUR: HOUSE AT THE END OF THE LANE The house that you and your traveling companion have stumbled across has seen better days. As soon as you step through the door, it's easy to see what's happened. Everything has blackened and burned--every object and decoration charred to oblivion, a snapshot of some family's unwitting last moment together. The only proof that it had ever been occupied at all is the creamy white silhouettes that light up the kitchen wall: the perfect outline of a mother, father, and young child holding hands as they pray together before the meal they'd never eat.
Maybe you can still find some useful items stowed away inside the cupboards.
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Now she sighs, turning away to glare at her nest, which doesn't deserve her ire any more than he does but at least isn't sentient. ]
Whatever. Aren't we all, right? It's too late for you to get anywhere else, anyway.
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Are... are you sure? I'm sure I could find... something. Fast. [ He doesn't sound super convinced of that, himself. The fact that she's glaring at a pile of blankets certainly isn't helping his confidence. Oh, but then he remembers- ]
I have some food I can share? [ He offers, sheepishly pulling two cans out of a large pocket. ]
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You can't have seen the map. The closest is a good hour away.
[ And she won't sentence him to death, even if she will sentence him to her bad mood. At least when she looks up again her expression is less frustrated and more... tired. Disheartened. ]
Yeah? I haven't had anything but rations in like, a week.
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Yeah, haven't really looked at it much yet. I'm not really used to... [ Planning things out? Not just running head first into anything and everything? ] Uh, this kind of stuff. [ Nailed it.
Thankfully his plan of
BRIBING HER WITH FOODputting her more at ease with a peace offering seems to be working. He smiles and tosses one of the cans (looks like green beans- delicious) over to her. ] Yeah! We can trade, food for shelter.[ His smile fades at the look on her face, though. She just seems so... tired and sad. Sure, this place was absolutely horrible so he got it, but he'd also only just gotten here and seen what he was sure was so little of it's actual terrors. He tries to sound as gentle as possible as he continues. ]
Sorry it's not anything more exciting. My name's Ven; thank you for not kicking me out.
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Steph. I try not to kill people when I can help it, but thanks for the food.
[ She can see the worry on his face, and really it just makes her more tired. She could try to reassure him, but she's pretty sure faking it will just make him worry more. ]
Got any blankets or pillows? The nest comes with the cohabitation.
[ She gestures at her pile with the can opener, which she then stabs the bean can with. The nest consists of several thin bedsheets, a number of decorative pillows and seat cushions, one large towel and no less than four stuffed animals. ]
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Uh, anytime! I appreciate it!
[ He follows her gesture towards the pile of blankets and nods. ] I've got a blanket! [ A pretty beat up one, but hey, can't be picky. Before he has a chance to pull it out, however, he finds himself taking a step closer, distracted by the stuffed animals. He can't help but smile at that. ]
Are those yours? They're so sweet. [ Of course, he means this 100% sincerely, but probably not the best route for him to take. ]
I miscounted >w>
Steph blushes. ]
I had a lot of stuffed animals when I was a kid.
[ It isn't defensive! Why would it be defensive? It's not like she's actively collecting stuffed animals at the age of 18 or anything. ]