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?
[ Sleep is for the night, and the cold; the day is for movement, scavenging, Lexa carefully keeping track of her steps as she looks for the next place to stay, or circles back to the last. (She won't be trapped out after dark again.) Lexa sleeps in cupboards or under bed when she can, cocooned in blankets and curled tightly into the small space. Even if someone were to peer into the dark of her hidey holes, she wouldn't look like more than a bundle of rags. But there's a danger to keeping to herself, doing this alone: she's overslept.
Panic flutters in her chest at the realization, and she rolls out from under the bed, starts to untangle herself from the rough material she was wrapped in, and fold it back into a bundle she can tie to her back. Her movements prioritize speed over stealth, because she's probably lost half the day already. Quietly, she curses herself for being so weak.
And then again for stupidity, when her canny ears hear the tread of another person outside. Lexa looks up, frozen, the black warpaint smeared over her eyes making her for all the world like a raccoon caught rummaging in the pantry. But the moment Kuvira comes into view, Lexa drops into a defensive crouch. ]
[She didn't know what to expect, she hadn't seen anyone for days. Just before she enters the area Lexa had hidden herself away in, she pauses, wondering if she really wants the answer to her question.
Better to know then get attacked from behind when she least expected it. So she rounds the corner, searching, catching sight of the other woman almost instantly. Lexa's stance causes Kuvira's own to stiffen as she watches, waiting to see if she'd attack.]
no subject
Panic flutters in her chest at the realization, and she rolls out from under the bed, starts to untangle herself from the rough material she was wrapped in, and fold it back into a bundle she can tie to her back. Her movements prioritize speed over stealth, because she's probably lost half the day already. Quietly, she curses herself for being so weak.
And then again for stupidity, when her canny ears hear the tread of another person outside. Lexa looks up, frozen, the black warpaint smeared over her eyes making her for all the world like a raccoon caught rummaging in the pantry. But the moment Kuvira comes into view, Lexa drops into a defensive crouch. ]
no subject
Better to know then get attacked from behind when she least expected it. So she rounds the corner, searching, catching sight of the other woman almost instantly. Lexa's stance causes Kuvira's own to stiffen as she watches, waiting to see if she'd attack.]
I have no intention of hurting you.
[Not unless she's attacked first.]