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: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
Action Prompts
THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
Helena relaxed once the wolf relaxed. It wasn't like any wolf that she'd seen before, it was certainly larger than the breeds she'd known. However, she wasn't going to dwell on that. She turned her attention to the man, offering a soft smile.
"It is alright, I understand. I have been a bit on edge myself here." It wasn't difficult to tell, really. The place just seemed to have that foreboding atmosphere to it. "Have no fear, it is not my home. It was a building I had not yet seen or explored, so I thought I would explore a bit. Forgive me for trespassing on you both," she said, giving a nod towards the wolf.
"It is all forgiven. It's not safe to be in the cold, especially not one prepared such as yourself." He nods towards her clothes. He wasn't wearing his fur cloak at the moment, but even then, he wasn't entirely prepared for it either.
"I'm Robb Stark, Lord of Winterfell." He hadn't a clue where he was, but even with the unfamiliarity of it all, this wasn't the North, or perhaps, anywhere in the realm of the seven kingdoms. Her accent didn't match any of those he was familiar with, either.
"Decidedly not. At least there are buildings to take shelter in and one can make fires." It was something, at least. Though Helena still clung to the vain hope of finding more articles of winter clothing somewhere in her searching. But at least the coat would keep her warm enough so long as she didn't get stuck outside for too long.
"I'm Helena Wells, it is a pleasure to meet you," she said with a nod. She then looked over at the wolf. "And your companion is Grey Wind?" She was rather certain that was the name from how he'd spoken to the wolf moments ago. "Though I cannot say that I have heard of Winterfell." Though from the name alone, it clearly was in the north of wherever Robb was from.
Robb moves back, back towards the fire and finds a seat, offering her to join him and appreciate the fire. Grey Wind remained, watching the both of them, then lied down completely where he was, resigning himself to be on alert.
"Aye, Grey Wind, he is." Robb informed her, "He won't do anything to you; don't pay him any mind." He leans over and searches through his cloak and pulls out the small metal device he found upon him when he woke up.
"I woke up here, though I don't know where 'here' is, and found this. Do you know what it is?"
When offered the seat, Helena moved over and took it, sliding out of her coat now that she was near the fire. The simple pleasure of warmth was more than she could have anticipated given the current circumstances. The weather outside was frightful and cold, so the fact that there was warmth that started seeping in and pushing the cold away was more than gratifying.
Helena gave a nod in response to what Robb said about Grey Wind. She was just relieved that the wolf had stopped growling at her. Also given the fact Grey Wind listened to Robb was immensely reassuring. Though she turned her attention back to Robb.
"I have no more idea where 'here' is than you do, I'm afraid," she confessed. But she was determined to find out. Though when he asked about the tablet, she nodded and pulled out the one she'd found when she'd woken up here. "It's called a tablet, I believe is the correct term. They can be used for communication, though the ones that I am used to have more capabilities than this seems to have." She pursed her lips momentarily, then looked over at Robb. "Though what I have gleaned thus far from mine is there is a way of communicating with others that are in this place. Which could prove useful. It cannot, however, communicate with where I came from."
Robb watches her closely showing him her own 'tablet' that she too possessed. A communication device!? This was almost magic, as far as he was concerned. He didn't recognize such a thing whatsoever.
"Have you tried? Communicating with your family, I mean?" Or anyone.
After her reply, Robb sat back with a frown upon his face. He didn't want to show it, but he was scared and confused. None of this make sense, and him be alive didn't make sense. He remembered everything the moment he closed his eyes long enough, as if it all just happened moments before.
"I don't think the gods even have protection here. The trees are all unfamiliar." That confirmed it, they weren't in the realm of the seven kingdoms.
If his style of clothing hadn't been enough of a clue, his reaction to the tablet is all she needs to know that technology like this is something he's unfamiliar with. And, well, she can certainly relate. She'd had a similar experience when she first encountered computers in the 21st Century.
"I have, to no avail. Though I believe anyone who is here and has one of these are able to communicate with each other." Helena at least had the sense to not delve into more detail about the tablet at that precise moment. She looked at him, wondering just how far from home he was. And he said 'gods' not 'god.' Polytheism wasn't exactly popular in the modern day
"So you are not from around here either. Not that I myself know where we are. I have seen buildings in similar style to these before. But we could be anywhere." Her mind was coming up with a plethora of theories on the matter. "Do you mind my asking what gods you are speaking of?" Perhaps the answer could give some insight as to the how or why they were here.
She was a queer one, not that Robb disliked her. He only didn't understand where she came from and didn't match up to anything he was familiar with.
"The old gods, in particular, but not to exclude the new. I didn't see any Weirwood trees as I was walking outside." Although he wasn't particularly looking very closely, but he would think he'd catch their distinctive presence.
"They say they don't reach the south, but this much snow wouldn't either, not yet--" This was truly a Robb rambling moment.
The old gods and the new gods. Not terminology Helena had heard of being associated with any religion on Earth. Even if she wasn't a religious person, Helena still knew at least something about the religions of the world. Partly because she had a habit of learning anything relating to Antiquity and such. And partly because her job at the Warehouse gave her tidbits of basically every subject.
Though the mention of the Weirwood trees was certainly unexpected. She wasn't familiar with what kind of trees those were. Helena couldn't help but to wonder what land Robb was from. By all respects, he wasn't even from Earth. How could that be possible?
Just another mystery of this town, though, wasn't it?
"I am from England, the city of London to be specific." It was even stranger given Robb's accent wasn't that different from someone who would be from England. This certainly set Helena's mind to thinking outside the box on the possibilities of this town. Well, possibilities and capabilities more like. "What are Weirwood trees?"
"Their bark is white with blood-red leaves and sap. They say the Children of the Forest carved faces into them to represent the old Gods, before the arrival of the First Men, thousands of years ago. The Godswood of Winterfell had one where my father often prayed." Robb did sometimes, but not nearly as much as he should have.
"I've never heard of 'England' or the city of 'London'." Was it possible that she was from a land he wasn't familiar with?
Helena had definitely never heard of anything Robb had spoken of. Her mind, of course, could only start to entertain the theories that multiple universes existed, and that they both were from different ones. It was not so far of a stretch of her mind to do so. After all, she'd bent the laws of time to her will when she'd built her time machine. Her mind was capable of entertaining the impossible as being more than possible.
"They sound like beautiful trees," she said, upon hearing the description of them. Certainly something with that coloring would be quite eye-catching and beautiful in its own way.
"Then it seems we are both equal ground as I have not heard of the places and things you speak of." Though it didn't trouble her so much as open up the possibilities to her. It would perhaps also better explain Norfinbury. "And that fact only makes Norfinbury that much more intriguing to me."
"Perhaps." Robb muttered as he looked out the window, "This is so far from what I know." He told himself he shoudn't open up to this woman, but the last thing he remembered was being locked in the Great Hall at the Twins, having his men slaughtered, his mother screaming out his name, and the stinging pain of a blade--
"Tell me about London?" Robb looked over. His face was neutral, but his anxieties were horrible, thinking that he was suppose to be dead. How was this possible?
"I am no stranger to being in the middle of highly strange places and occurrences such as this, but I have not been in a situation quite similar to this before." This was entirely new ground for her, though at least she knew how to handle the unexpected and strange. Helena had very honed investigative skills, and she was going to put them to excellent use here.
"London is the capital city of England, and is a very old city. It has stood, in some form, for about two thousand years. Before that, there is evidence to suggest some very ancient settlements were in the area. I was born during a time called the Industrial Revolution, when steam and electricity-powered machines began to come to prominence and influence the direction of every day life. It was the rise of innovations such as the automobile, which ran on gasoline and could be driven by people. They ultimately came to supplant horses and even trains as the main form of transportation." Helena missed her home, though the modern London was so different from the London she'd grown up in.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
snowblindmods) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
snowblindmemes2015-05-12 07:10 am
no subject
"It is alright, I understand. I have been a bit on edge myself here." It wasn't difficult to tell, really. The place just seemed to have that foreboding atmosphere to it. "Have no fear, it is not my home. It was a building I had not yet seen or explored, so I thought I would explore a bit. Forgive me for trespassing on you both," she said, giving a nod towards the wolf.
no subject
"I'm Robb Stark, Lord of Winterfell." He hadn't a clue where he was, but even with the unfamiliarity of it all, this wasn't the North, or perhaps, anywhere in the realm of the seven kingdoms. Her accent didn't match any of those he was familiar with, either.
no subject
"I'm Helena Wells, it is a pleasure to meet you," she said with a nod. She then looked over at the wolf. "And your companion is Grey Wind?" She was rather certain that was the name from how he'd spoken to the wolf moments ago. "Though I cannot say that I have heard of Winterfell." Though from the name alone, it clearly was in the north of wherever Robb was from.
no subject
"Aye, Grey Wind, he is." Robb informed her, "He won't do anything to you; don't pay him any mind." He leans over and searches through his cloak and pulls out the small metal device he found upon him when he woke up.
"I woke up here, though I don't know where 'here' is, and found this. Do you know what it is?"
no subject
Helena gave a nod in response to what Robb said about Grey Wind. She was just relieved that the wolf had stopped growling at her. Also given the fact Grey Wind listened to Robb was immensely reassuring. Though she turned her attention back to Robb.
"I have no more idea where 'here' is than you do, I'm afraid," she confessed. But she was determined to find out. Though when he asked about the tablet, she nodded and pulled out the one she'd found when she'd woken up here. "It's called a tablet, I believe is the correct term. They can be used for communication, though the ones that I am used to have more capabilities than this seems to have." She pursed her lips momentarily, then looked over at Robb. "Though what I have gleaned thus far from mine is there is a way of communicating with others that are in this place. Which could prove useful. It cannot, however, communicate with where I came from."
no subject
"Have you tried? Communicating with your family, I mean?" Or anyone.
After her reply, Robb sat back with a frown upon his face. He didn't want to show it, but he was scared and confused. None of this make sense, and him be alive didn't make sense. He remembered everything the moment he closed his eyes long enough, as if it all just happened moments before.
"I don't think the gods even have protection here. The trees are all unfamiliar." That confirmed it, they weren't in the realm of the seven kingdoms.
no subject
"I have, to no avail. Though I believe anyone who is here and has one of these are able to communicate with each other." Helena at least had the sense to not delve into more detail about the tablet at that precise moment. She looked at him, wondering just how far from home he was. And he said 'gods' not 'god.' Polytheism wasn't exactly popular in the modern day
"So you are not from around here either. Not that I myself know where we are. I have seen buildings in similar style to these before. But we could be anywhere." Her mind was coming up with a plethora of theories on the matter. "Do you mind my asking what gods you are speaking of?" Perhaps the answer could give some insight as to the how or why they were here.
no subject
"The old gods, in particular, but not to exclude the new. I didn't see any Weirwood trees as I was walking outside." Although he wasn't particularly looking very closely, but he would think he'd catch their distinctive presence.
"They say they don't reach the south, but this much snow wouldn't either, not yet--" This was truly a Robb rambling moment.
"Forgive me, where are you from?"
no subject
Though the mention of the Weirwood trees was certainly unexpected. She wasn't familiar with what kind of trees those were. Helena couldn't help but to wonder what land Robb was from. By all respects, he wasn't even from Earth. How could that be possible?
Just another mystery of this town, though, wasn't it?
"I am from England, the city of London to be specific." It was even stranger given Robb's accent wasn't that different from someone who would be from England. This certainly set Helena's mind to thinking outside the box on the possibilities of this town. Well, possibilities and capabilities more like. "What are Weirwood trees?"
no subject
"I've never heard of 'England' or the city of 'London'." Was it possible that she was from a land he wasn't familiar with?
no subject
"They sound like beautiful trees," she said, upon hearing the description of them. Certainly something with that coloring would be quite eye-catching and beautiful in its own way.
"Then it seems we are both equal ground as I have not heard of the places and things you speak of." Though it didn't trouble her so much as open up the possibilities to her. It would perhaps also better explain Norfinbury. "And that fact only makes Norfinbury that much more intriguing to me."
no subject
"Tell me about London?" Robb looked over. His face was neutral, but his anxieties were horrible, thinking that he was suppose to be dead. How was this possible?
no subject
"London is the capital city of England, and is a very old city. It has stood, in some form, for about two thousand years. Before that, there is evidence to suggest some very ancient settlements were in the area. I was born during a time called the Industrial Revolution, when steam and electricity-powered machines began to come to prominence and influence the direction of every day life. It was the rise of innovations such as the automobile, which ran on gasoline and could be driven by people. They ultimately came to supplant horses and even trains as the main form of transportation." Helena missed her home, though the modern London was so different from the London she'd grown up in.