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.
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snowblindmemes2015-08-24 09:48 am
dragonborn ( the elder scrolls )
[ Batis dropped the backpack against the open door frame as she stumbled into the classroom frosted white from the broken windows steadily seeping in the chill over the years. Largely unaffected by the cold, but slowed by her exhaustion and injuries lumbered into the room as a bear would shoulders it way through unfamiliar territory. Powerful, but hampered by its own hesitation.
One slip up could mean the end for even a seasoned traveler; she knew this and still uneven footing found her and landed her in this unpleasant predicament all the same. A gash as long as her hand and wide as her thumb stain the side of her abdomen red through the segmented leathers of her cuirass and oilskin duster from where she fell out further in the woods where a sharp rock clipped her. A mistake a decided lack of healing magic would have her come to regret and bitterly curse as she dug through the pack. Body propped limp up against an upturned desk.
Lighting a small fire inside a sliced open soda can stuffed with cotton soaked in alcohol, Batis starts to hit the tip of a knife over the small flame. She intended to sear the wound closed with the rest of the alcohol in her stomach to dull the inevitable pain as a pieced of a wadded and torn shirt was stuffed between her teeth.
Before the distant footsteps kicked up in the hallways above her, or she heard the disembodied voices - there was only her unbroken concentration as she pressed the red tipped blade to her exposed skin. ]
no subject
[She shunts it aside impatiently, seriously, get a grip.]
[Okay, next consideration. This could be an ambush: Have one person do a wounded-gazelle trick to draw in the samaritans, then all their friends gang up on them. Meg was scavenging the building for supplies before this, so she certainly has stuff to lose. But... nah, the injury looks too real, and she's pretty sure she'd hear any hidden people. She figures she'll take the gamble.]
[A woman (probably a woman from the voice, but the coat and bike helmet muddy the issue) knocks at the doorframe, tap-tap.] Yo. That looks pretty ugly.