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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.

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I ► VIDEO

[ malia was born supernatural. she's not used to being sick; the last time she was, she almost died. so, user name asdfghjkl sends out a video! she sniffles at first, looking sickly and — more importantly — miserable. ]

I feel like I'm gonna die.

[ she coughs. ]

My throat feels weird, and my head is pounding, and I keep having to cough. And I'm tired. All I wanna do is sleep. [ it's horrible!!! ] What am I supposed to do about this?

III ► ACTION

[ the school is creepy, but malia's not one to run away from a challenge. the sounds of children are really unsettling her, though. she'd be unsettled even if she was in a regular elementary school with a bunch of children. they're weird, and she has to be so gentle with them or apparently they'll break. she's walking the halls, peeking into classrooms and seeing a grand total of... nothing, really, but she doesn't plan on giving up yet.

her defenses are up, nervous because she can't smell or hear people coming from far away anymore. she turns the corner and— there's a person there. instinctively, she moves to hit the crap out of them. she punches first, asks questions later. they can try to dodge, but if her hit lands, it's gonna hurt. she might not have super strength anymore, but she's got a mean right hook. ]

( HI YES I'M BACK AGAIN. prose or action is fine, as is choosing your own adventure! )

network id: wildcard

okay so like
i have NO clue how any of these meds work in the pharmacy
youd think that meds of all things would be universal but nope apparently not!
im getting really feverish and i want to nip this in the bud while i still can considering our circumstances
but like
what should i take???
some of this looks like its potentially super dangerous...

action

three;

Finding the school was a godsend; Minako had been running low on supplies, and she was worried that she'd have to do something serious in order to find any more. Word down the grapevine told her to check out some of the public buildings, and she hadn't been disappointed with the results, filling her backpack eagerly with the supplies to absolute capacity.

However... she hadn't by any means expected a casual supply run to devolve into a ghost story. Despite her friends best efforts back home, Minako'd never been particularly scared by the ghost stories they would tell -- scary movies with vengeful spirits and demons, yeah, but that was different! The he said she said of telling ghost stories had just never been something of relevance, and it's not like the one ghost story she ever investigated resulted in anything real... it ended up being the doings of one of her friends, actually. But it's pretty hard to ignore the ghostly laughing and screaming when you're smack dab in the middle of it, plus all the doors slamming and phantom music in the distance did nothing to ease her nerves...

Minako frowns, hoisting her backpack back over her shoulders as she finishes zipping up the food she'd packed away. Was there someone else in here too, trying to freak people out? Scare them away from all the supplies, maybe? This called for an investigation.

Four;

"Oh my god!"

Minako dives straight for the fruit bowl, taking one of the pears and biting into it eagerly with a small noise of appreciation. She doesn't even worry too much about the juices streaming down her chin, devouring the fruit until there was nothing left but the core and licking her fingers clean. It's not until after she moves to wipe off her face that she notices that someone else was standing not too far away, and her expression turns into the sort of alarmed guilt of someone who had their hand caught in the cookie jar. Oops? She hopes that hadn't belonged to you.

"...hi?"

001 (sorta) >> video >> @h.hart

[There's always a chance for grievous bodily harm when one is trapped in what is, quite frankly, a snowier version of Hell. Harry is going to be tight-lipped about how this particular injury happened to him (possibly because it occurred in an embarrassing manner, or possibly not), and he'd planned on treating it himself. No need to get others involved, he had thought.

However, once he'd stumbled into the pharmacy and all but collapsed, head swimming and nauseous from pain, he realized he couldn't do it alone.

So, reluctantly, he resorts to the network. He appears on screen looking pale and quite unlike his usual well-put-together self.]

Good afternoon. I'm afraid I've found myself in the rather uncomfortable position of requesting help.

[His voice is strained, but retains a polite level of professionalism.]

I think I've broken my arm. [He knows he has, actually; he'd heard the snap.] I'd set it myself but I can't do it one-handed, so I would be very grateful to anyone who can offer some assistance.

As luck would have it, I've made it to the pharmacy. We should find everything we need here.

[And one last thing, before he's done:]

The sooner the better. Thank you.

"... Hi."

The blue-haired boy stared quizzically at the stranger in front of him, with an unreadable expression. He thought he heard a shout and a clatter in the next-door room, and just kind of... walked into there, without a second thought. Though, he seemed more subtly startled that there was another person here, rather than any trace of being upset or saddened that she had gone and helped herself to some of the food that was inside the house. Maybe a good sign? He really doesn't say anything more than that single-word greeting, just keeping his gaze on her for a few more seconds, then facing away to look out the window again.

You get the distinct impression he doesn't talk much. If there's anything she might be able to recognize though, it's that underneath his opened winter coat that he opened as soon as he was indoors, he's wearing a Gekkoukan uniform.

Edited (whoops forgot to list the number) 2015-08-24 19:24 (UTC)

002: network; video; @cole

It won't let me help.

[ Holding the tablet in both hands only a few inches away from him, Cole's face is rather too close to the camera for comfort. All the better to see his expression of sorrowful concern, though.

And his hat. The hat is pretty unavoidable. ]

It speaks, stuck, saying such sad words - wondering, wailing, why? Waiting within the speaking mirror. Wistful.

[ He carefully touches the tablet screen, attempting to comfort the avatar that is seemingly trapped inside. Astonishingly, it doesn't respond. Not unless you count the odd glitchy noises it's making, anyway. ]

I gave it a form, like me. But it didn't make it happy. I can't hear what it wants here, and it won't tell me.

[ And that's TERRIBLE. ]

[There's something weirdly sympathetic about the boy with the hat, even if he sounds like a Lutece after too many drinks.

He's not as smug as the twins, though. That helps a lot.]

You're not making a whole lot of sense there, kid.

Edited 2015-08-24 21:01 (UTC)

It's a glitch, dear boy. Nothing more.

[He knows because his tablet has been doing the exact same thing, and it's been maddening. He's tried everything he can think of to disable it but without success.]

The issue is purely mechanical. [He attempts to put it into terms a person unfamiliar with computers might easily grasp. It's harder than one might think.] The being inside the tablet has no thoughts or feelings of its own; it's a program.

Yes.

[ From anyone else, the answer would sound like a glib non-sequitur. From Cole, it's perfectly sincere. Yes, he knows he doesn't always make much sense to normal people. Yes, he's okay with that. He hopes you are too, stranger. He doesn't want to cause any inconvenience or stress here.

What I'm saying here is that he's "UwU" personified right now. ]

It's because it is so quiet here. I can't feel the tangles any more.

[ His creepy, almost-dead gaze moves to the camera instead of his glitchy avatar on the screen. Unsettling! ]

It's the air. It's too thick.

Glitch. Thank you. It wouldn't tell me its name before.

[ He gives the avatar another sympathetic look before turning his attention to the conversation itself. Or. Or as much as Cole ever concentrates on anything, anyway. ]

If it doesn't have feelings of its own, whose does it have? It should give them back. They aren't making it happy.

[ Perhaps hotstud_xxx doesn't sound like the most professional title for a doctor, but House is used to surfing on porn sites, not playing Web MD. The name is accompanied by a scruffy, bored-looking man. ]

Are you coughing up blood?

[ Please be coughing up blood. If he has to diagnose 'cold' for someone, this is going to be tedious. Winter wasteland, and he's stuck on clinic duty. ]

[It is a bit unsettling, but Booker's seen worse. A little creepiness is fine as long as he doesn't become a threat.]

"Tangles"? Can you explain that part a little more?

[It sounds a little like Elizabeth's tears, almost. Though this guy is definitely not Elizabeth.]

[ Sorry, hotstud_xxx; it's definitely not professional, and she doesn't believe for a second that this is an actual doctor. No one with that name is anything but an internet perv. Malia might be naive to a lot of things, but this isn't one of them. ]

Does people coughing up blood... [ An awkward pause. ] Excite you? Like, in a sex way.

Yes.

[ OH WAS THAT A REQUEST, OKAY ]

When I'm not here, I take the tangles in people's heads. Tangles, teased - tamed, treating the tension and the terror.

I feel when people need me. I make the hurt better.

[...Oh. Well. That sure sounds like a thing.]

I hope you ask people permission before poking with their heads. Not everyone might enjoy something like that.

Don't worry. I only help if they need me.

[ That's the same as getting permission, right? ]

I don't go looking. It just happens. And then they forget.

[Of all the things Harry has encountered here, medieval magical people must be the most challenging. It's not a bad thing by any means.

Just...difficult.]

They're no one's. It's programmed to act as though it feels things, but none of it's real.

Think of it as a parlor trick -- an illusion.

network - audio
[ No one told him he wouldn't be able to change his sn once chosen. What kind of crap network is this? It's apparently the one House is stuck with. Everyone will be treated to a message from hotstud_xxx. ]

Let's play a game. Let's assume any of this is actually real and not an hallucination or someone's really interesting idea for a prank. How do I get the clipart buddy to shut up on this tablet? I'm pretty sure 'take off your coat and enjoy the day outside' only works if I'm literally a furnace. Or if it's trying to encourage me to exhibitionism. Hot or not? I'm guessing not when I keel over from hypothermia.

action - school
[ House hadn't really wanted to get out, but with his bottle of vicodin looking lonely in his pocket, he's decided it's best to find something. Schools usually have nurse's offices, right? Time to see if there's anything worth taking left in there. Or it would be, if not for the Stephen King-cum-M. Night Shyamalan atmosphere the place had going on.

He spots what he assumes is another actual living being and limps over, cane thunking loudly on the floor. ]

Okay. I've seen this movie before, so when does the blood start pouring down the walls?

[ The piano playing has his own fingers twitching, wanting to put something better on. ]

They forget? What the hell's that supposed to mean? You just... mess with their heads, and they don't even get to remember it?

[ asdfghjkl has no real room to speak; although, maybe that's the sound she's making when she coughs. That would be interesting. ]

Did I dial the phone sex line? You're hot and all, but bloodplay doesn't do it for me. I'm asking about symptoms. What are you coughing up? Blood? Phlegm? A lung? Give me a color and consistency.

Edited 2015-08-24 21:45 (UTC)

Maybe unreal feelings feel real to it? I wasn't real, once.

[ Poor little Glitch. Cole gives it another concerned little look. ]

Then I became real. And realer still, here. I have to sleep, and eat. I don't much like the eating.

Glitch might, though.

I don't mess with them. I help them. I tell them things they need to hear, and then they don't need me any more. Remembering me would frighten them. That's why I help them forget.

[ He gives the feed a long, searching look. His stare is too off to be called piercing - he seems to be looking behind people when he stares at them, rather than directly at them - but there's a weird intensity to it nonetheless. ]

I could have helped you, how I was. You're hurting, or frightened. I can't feel it, but it's there. On your face.

I'm sorry for what happened.

[ Whatever it was. ]

Your username has XXX in it. That means porn.

[ DUH. She's just out here trying to get some help for her sickness, okay, she did not ask for this. ]

Also, I'm eighteen. And you're... old.

[ Aren't you flattered, House??? Anyway, she moves directly on, seemingly unaware that what she's saying is pretty damn tactless. ]

When I cough, there's a little blood. But also green stuff. It's mucus-y, I don't know.

[ Wait. Is that actually a person?

Lev notices House as he rounds a corner, holding on to the wall as much for reassurance as for stability. He squints at the other, trying to determine if he's real, a trick of this place or a return of his hallucinations. After House fails to disappear into thin air, Lev decides he's probably real and approaches. ]

Would be too cheap. I hope this place is classier than that.

[ He's entirely deadpan and serious in tone, but it's meant to be a joke.

He's kind of mumbling, not looking at House directly. He's still clutching the wall and his walking stick for dear life, as they are currently the only things he can be reasonably sure exist outside of his personal bubble of reality. ]

Or I'm a rum runner with a horse. Thanks for diminishing my profession, Keysmash. You're eighteen, get your mind out of the gutter.

[ Never mind she has exactly the right idea. He's no more tactful, though. ]

Congratulations, anyway. You have pneumonia. You need amoxicillin... or an antiviral if you're unlucky. Probably unlucky.

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