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?
[ Bro have you not noticed the Assassin sigil on his belt? The bracers on his arms? Bless your heart...
Ezio follows the man up until he starts going into tangents again -- by Elizabeth did he mean...no, not the wife of Henry, she's only just died this year -- and blows out a breath. Maybe he would have been better off chancing the snow, if this man's so intent on chattering to himself, Ezio doesn't think he can stand an entire night of this regurgitation of outlandish historical "facts". But then. But then the man stops, and the Mentor has the sense as if he's being well and truly looked at for the first time since he got here.
He's not so sure he likes that look. ]
My name, signore, is Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [ he replies calmly, coolly, darkly for all that. Yes, he definitely doesn't like the man's expression now, finding his sudden enlightenment suspect. ] Have we met before?
[Actual Assassins didn't actually wear Assassin insignias in their normal every day fashion in the modern era. Not unless they wanted to swiped up by Abstergo in the middle of the street.]
Oh my god.
[His voice drops, loses his energy and replaces it with... something like awe, and also dread, and also more revelation, and also "holy shit."
He pulls himself back situating the pen between his fingers so he could rub at his forehead and his temple, and try to process the idea that he had actually been talking to Ezio Auditore da Firenze the whole time.
He's a bit distracted with that-- but pulls his attention back after a moment. ]
Ah, no, no-- I'm, I'm a historian-- well, more of a historical analyst--, from the 21st century. 2013. I've uh-- I've studied your life, your-- career in a manner of speaking. It's part of my job.
[....Well if there was anyone you could trust it was the Mentor. Uh, besides the Al Mualim situation. But they'd documented Ezio pretty damn thoroughly before Desmond.... yeah.]
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snowblindmemes2015-05-12 07:10 am
tch better Mentor than Papa Miles
Ezio follows the man up until he starts going into tangents again -- by Elizabeth did he mean...no, not the wife of Henry, she's only just died this year -- and blows out a breath. Maybe he would have been better off chancing the snow, if this man's so intent on chattering to himself, Ezio doesn't think he can stand an entire night of this regurgitation of outlandish historical "facts". But then. But then the man stops, and the Mentor has the sense as if he's being well and truly looked at for the first time since he got here.
He's not so sure he likes that look. ]
My name, signore, is Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [ he replies calmly, coolly, darkly for all that. Yes, he definitely doesn't like the man's expression now, finding his sudden enlightenment suspect. ] Have we met before?
ok true Bill's an ass
Oh my god.
[His voice drops, loses his energy and replaces it with... something like awe, and also dread, and also more revelation, and also "holy shit."
He pulls himself back situating the pen between his fingers so he could rub at his forehead and his temple, and try to process the idea that he had actually been talking to Ezio Auditore da Firenze the whole time.
He's a bit distracted with that-- but pulls his attention back after a moment. ]
Ah, no, no-- I'm, I'm a historian-- well, more of a historical analyst--, from the 21st century. 2013. I've uh-- I've studied your life, your-- career in a manner of speaking. It's part of my job.
[....Well if there was anyone you could trust it was the Mentor. Uh, besides the Al Mualim situation. But they'd documented Ezio pretty damn thoroughly before Desmond.... yeah.]
My job for the Assassins. As it were.
[Shrugs.]