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: TIME TO CHECK WEBMD You've found the pharmacy, which is really convenient, since you're not feeling that great. Actually, you're feeling terrible. Maybe you have a fever, maybe you're coughing up blood, maybe you're vomiting... Whatever it is, you should probably try to get some medicine for it. Well, if you can figure out what it is. Maybe someone on the network can help you out? Alternately, you know exactly what you have--but for whatever reason, the medicine here isn't something you can easily understand. You have to choose between a couple of options, and you don't know the difference. Hopefully someone on the network can tell you which will heal you and which will probably kill you. TWO: NOT SO HELPFUL AVATARS Every tablet has the option for a customizable avatar that will talk to you and keep your tablet in order. Maybe you set it up, maybe you never checked it. Either way, it keeps popping up unrequested and being sort of... Odd. Flickering, talking in strange, mechanical voices, offering advice that's unhelpful at best and actively harmful at worst... Maybe it's even telling the entire network some things you've been doing you'd rather everyone didn't know. Time to call tech support. Unfortunately, the best option is other people on the network. Good luck. Action Prompts THREE: SCHOOL DAYS You've ended up in the elementary school. Maybe you're grabbing more food, maybe you're exploring. Either way, this place is creepy; the atmosphere is the sort that gets the hair on the back of your neck rising (potentially metaphorically, if you don't have hair or a neck). It's not long before strange things start happening. The sound of running and screaming children, doors slamming in far off or nearby hallways, pianos playing... What's going on? It's hard to tell what's really happening from what isn't happening. Maybe someone who's also exploring has some idea. FOUR: SUPPLY SCRAMBLE You've just walked into a house, and look, there's fresh fruit sitting right out on the counter! How long has it been since you've had some of that? It'll definitely help provide some much-needed vitamins and maybe it will ward off scurvy and the like. There's even more than one piece! ...And there's more than one person here, too. So, what are you going to do? Are you willing to share, or are you prepared to stab someone over a pear? Time to find out just how badly you want that food.

Comments

[rubikscomplex]

[ Seriously? ]

You've never taken a pill before? In your life? What are you, the bionic woman?

And thanks for the directions, MapQuest. I'm sure I'll be there in a year or two. Any branches in the tunnel I should pick. Go left to save the girl, go right to encounter the Yeti?

[ He's just... not going to mention the biggest reason it will take him, particularly 'a while' to get anywhere. Mobility issues, canes, and ice don't mix well. ]

[voice]

[rubikscomplex]

[ Color House curious. Or, in this case, hotstud_xxx. ]

There a reason you're trading actual antibiotics for something for Fido?

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[armoured]

[What looks to be a figure in the distance is much larger up close. Much... much larger, over seven feet tall, in fact. The massive suit of armour (wearing a coat, a loincloth, and some fancy blue earmuffs), stands up at once and turns around when he hears someone else's voice nearby.]

Huh?

[His voice is small and child-like, and he seems to be seriously considering the question.]

Hopefully not when we're still here today, but you should let me know if you see anything like that. Blood has been found in a few places, and Lea told me that there are creatures stalking the school. I wouldn't have come if I didn't think there was sure to be some clues here.

omg House. Yes. Please. also, network, @newangle

[baymaxing]

yeah. pretty sure going outside in this without your coat is a Bad Idea. bad clipart buddy. but i'm pretty sure you can exit out of that not by ignoring it or listening to it. like this.

[and here he proceeds to tell House just how. Though. hotstud_xxx. Really, House? Really? No, of course he would.]

jane | the walking dead game

[cowcatcher]

❚ NETWORK. ❱❱ two, @janedoe

So, that little "personal assistant" thing turned out to be as shitty as the rest of this place. There's a shocker for you.

[ Originally, this post was going to be a lot more scathing (it's actually short one plea for everyone to shut the fuck up), but Jane's been without social media long enough to have some restraint. Not like she needs everyone up her ass about something that isn't even her fault. She's happier lurking anyway. ]

❚ ACTION. ❱❱ three

[ Jane remains on edge as she picks her way through the cafeteria kitchen, a broken table leg clenched in one fist like a club. Her backpack is slung closely over her shoulders, further secured in place by the straps that clip across her chest. There is a kitchen knife tucked into the sheath wrapped around her thigh. Even indoors, and with the poor lighting, she can see her breath fogging in the air.

Though she's way behind the serving line, she can still make out all the folding tables and benches on the other side of the cafeteria, low and small, made for kids. A year or so ago, that would have been enough to ruin her appetite.

Now, it won't even help to dull the hunger gnawing at her gut. The rations she started out with are almost gone, her backpack too light. A girl's gotta eat if she's gonna survive - it's as simple as that. So even if she is on edge, ready to swing hard enough to crack a skull (it wouldn't be the first time), or whip around and run, it'll take a lot more to make her lose her nerve, and that's including all the haunted house shenanigans she's been treated to so far while looking around the school.

She's halfway to the walk-in against the far wall when the screaming starts up again. Jane freezes, straining to tell distance by sound, if it's the same as before, some poor little boy or girl who can't be helped. It's while she's listening so keenly that she hears the staff entrance to the kitchen creak open. She turns in that direction, waits for it to be more of nothing, when someone steps through.

It's too late to duck, but not too late to stare this newcomer down. ]

Find another room. [ The way she speaks, there's no confusing it for a suggestion. ]

[voice]

[turtleissues]

Yeah, there is. [The details are none of this guy's business (hotstud_xxx? Really?)]

You got any?

[voice]

[rubikscomplex]

Far be it from me to come between a man and his dog. I cried for Old Yeller, too. [When he was five, but details.]

Found a nice vet cache in somebody's house. [A complete lie, but also details. He wants to see this dog if Raspy, the curtest dwarf, finds it more important to save it than himself.] Got a place to meet?

Hiro, bae! Run away while you can from the mean old man!

[rubikscomplex]

[Still maintaining that he's a rumrunner with a horse if anyone questions it. People just don't appreciate what his people did for Prohibition. He follows the instructions and is relieved when the avatar shuts up and disappears.]

Thanks. [You have pleased him, new angle, accept this token gratitude.] So, does all the tech here come with useless tutorials, or was I just lucky getting Navi, here, for mine. [Just jumping right back into the bitchfest, now. It's cold, his leg hurts, and he has a limited supply of Vicodin. How's your morning going?]

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[rubikscomplex]

[ House stares at the suit of armor for a long moment, nonplussed. Yep. Hallucination. Unless the kid's voice never dropped and he started wearing armor to compensate. ]

You're sure you're not part of the horror movie appeal, Iron Man? Pretty sure little kid voice coming out of anything huge is a tip off. Who's Lea? [ Because he should probably ask something relevant to go with his sneering. ]

[income]

[That nuance of tone must be caught, or maybe he's just (pleasantly?) surprised that someone's said something he himself is likely to respond with.

His own voice picks up just a little:]

... Good answer.

[fadedmemory]

Yes. Hello, Ellana.

[ From his demeanour, anyone would think this was perfectly normal. Chatting it up with the Inquisitor after being mysteriously smuggled into Snowhell? Sure. Normal as hell. Must be Tuesday. What now?? ]

If the tablet spirit isn't real, does that mean you're a tool too? What are you to be used for?

[fadedmemory]

It doesn't seem like a very interesting sort of book. Not like Varric's.

[ He turns the tablet over and over in his hands, looking for way to open the pages. When he's done turning it around, the display stops on his face again.

It's upside down now, but. Details. ]

You're angry with it. Is it one you've already read?

[fadedmemory]

I understand.

[ Kind of. A little. If you squint and turn your head sideways. ]

It isn't a spirit or a mage. It's a spell. Magic, made and unmade by mages, not Makers. Formless and Fade-born, searching for shape.

I hope it isn't dangerous. So many things are, here.

[voice]

[turtleissues]

It's not for a dog. [If we're applying the seven dwarves to this conversation, Grumpy fits just as well. But it's probably for the best that nobody's actually saying anything that could be interpreted as a comment about his height.]

Where are you? [If he's too far away, it won't be worth risking the cold to get the meds.]

[voice]

[rubikscomplex]

['Not for a dog' just piques House's interest all the more.]

Near a gas station. Who's it for, then? You?

[If it is, then the moron is about to get an earful.]

[voice]

[turtleissues]

Yeah, it is. [Followed, after a horrible bubbly sort of cough and some spitting, by] I know what I'm doing.

[voice]

[rubikscomplex]

Uh huh. [This is House not believing you.] Allergic to penicillin? You realize there are better things for that than pet meds.

[carrywithyou]

[ Well that's a rather deep question. Especially since she is a tool, in several different ways. ]

You've seen what I can do. I close rifts, so I suppose in that way I'm a tool. But I'm also real. The tablet is just a way to show me to you. It's like if I wrote you a letter. The letter shows you what I've said, but the letter isn't a real person. I'm real and I'm talking to you on my own tablet. But if we can figure out a place to meet, I can show you I'm really here.

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[demisse]

[ Lynne's expression brightened up from the stranger's kindness, completely missing potential ulterior motives if food is involved... Which probably works fine for Faris. The redhead cheerfully returns a smile while approaching with an upbeat tone along with her words. ]

Wow gee, that's real decent of you! Thank you!

[ Offering food to someone they just met! How nice. And she just--scarfs it down at a speed you'd swear would normally make you fear if they'd choke on it. It's less that she was starving and more of how she really just ate that fast. Sometimes. And in what was probably all too fast to be normal, it was only a core left in her hand. ]

Mm, that was great!

[animalize]

Stop calling me weird names.

[ Keysmash, MapQuest... she's neither of those things. She isn't going to offer her real name, though. ]

And I never had to. I don't get sick, or I recover really fast. Usually. Not here.

There aren't any Yetis around yet. Just follow the footprints. [ Or they can play cave Marco-Polo. ]

OH MY GOD i'm sorry to edit this so much later but it was gonna kill me

[animalize]

Good enough to see your face?

[ Now she's curious; why hide his face unless he has some hideous deformity or he's half-man, half-dragon or he's just really, really ugly? ]

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[flayerhater]

[Would you look at this newfangled device! After about maybe a full fledged minute of uselessly empty blips of sound flickering on and off-- ]

Expert advice which I've similarly given oh so many men back at home! However, you're likely gong to need to give them a bit more incentive to actually listen.

[fadedmemory]

Oh, I believe you're real. I don't even think a not-real-you would lie. Not one that was good at being you.

[ He sort of understands, a little. But if the tablet is a letter, then whose messages is the tablet spirit conveying...? ]

Nothing makes sense here. Wrong, wretched, reaching to find the fade, find feelings. For helping. But nothing, no, it stops it - stifles, suffocates, shadows shifting.

I don't like it.

[audio]

[rubikscomplex]

[ House switches over to audio as he actually gets up and starts to move. He'd rather not have her see him bite it on the ice if he takes a fall. ]

Stop saying stupid things.

[ There's the sound of a door closing on his end, then the crunch of snow. He'll let the Yeti situation lie for now, just until he's actually in the tunnels for the Pharmacy. ]

What do you mean you don't get sick? Never had the chicken pox? A cold?

[carrywithyou]

I know, neither do I.

[ Her voice sounds a little exhausted, really. ]

I can't reach the Fade for my magic. It's gone, or something is suppressing it. But every day we search for answers on why we're here, and how to get home.