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?
He has never personally crossed paths with the young wolf, that’s true. But he met his father quite often at court back in the day- and his mother, who happens to have a striking resemblance with her son. Especially the eyes. So the kid’s looks combined with the fact that a direwolf precedes his arrival… yes, Stannis is not a stupid man indeed. But this should be impossible, so he simply stares at the young king with a raised eyebrow for a second, trying to convince himself he’s wrong even though he knows he isn’t.
“It is not my property to trespass. But I would still like to know your name.”
As Robb moved closer, he's able to see the man's clothes better, making him notice that there was something familiar about them. "Robb Stark, Lord of--" He pauses only for a moment, vaguely wondering if it mattered here. None of it seemed familiar. "Winterfell. Who are you?"
Grey Wind takes a seat, panting and anxiously awaiting Stannis's reactions.
"I don't know where we are." Robb decided to at least confess that much.
The fact that he’s so openly proclaiming himself to be Lord of lands that are part of Stannis’s kingdom by birthright is nearly enough to make him lose his temper. Nearly, because now that he’s confirmed his name Stannis needs to know what kind of sorcery is pulling him away from the wall and bringing dead people back to life. Lady Melisandre told him once about a magic kiss but Stannis simply uses religion when it’s been useful.
“I do not know either. I am Stannis Baratheon, First of his name. King of Westeros. I know of you, Young Wolf.”
Robb can see the open disdain upon the man's face, and it made him frown. He thought his clothing looked familiar, though he couldn't see his sigil right out in the dim fire.
"Aye, and I know of you." Robb commented, trying to be ever so gracious. "Though I am unaware of where we are as compared to the rest of the realm. This is no land that I am familiar of, nor do I believe we're north of the Wall. There are no Weirwood trees--" Robb knew Stannis had The Red Woman with him, filling him with ideas from no god of his, though what specific knowledge he had was limited at best.
Stannis opens his mouth, but closes it when Robb continues. So he’s not the only one that has gotten a weird feeling about this place. Part of him wonders if this is some sort of punishment in the afterlife- maybe the Stranger came pick him up after all. The idea is laughable, but so is talking to a dead person and that doesn’t seem to be stopping Robb.
“The last time I heard of you you had been killed. Gruesomely so.” No one has ever accused Stannis of being gentle, and Robb doesn’t seem to be aware of that fact. Maybe knowing will help them both get a clearer idea about this place.
Aware of it? Not a chance, but he was now. Robb isn't quick to respond, standing there silently with lips pressed in a line. Finally with a large inhale, he nods, "It's what I last remember. I have thick, healed scars where the wounds ought to be."
He doesn't understand this any more than Stannis. He should be dead and yet his heart was beating in his chest along with the rise and fall of each breath. "I woke up here and with a metal square with text upon it. I've never seen or heard of anything like this."
Stannis was older, perhaps he would know more about such a thing, but Robb couldn't come to any possible conclusions.
Stannis reaches for his own metal square and handed it to the Stark kid. He is actually relieved they have something else to talk about, because he doesn’t feel any more comfortable talking about Robb’s death than Robb does. He doesn’t feel guilty, not really- he didn’t actually kill him, not like he had killed Renly. He had used Melissandre’s spells to get rid of him but that was what he had had to do to avoid a war that would have killed thousands because people didn’t want to recognize their one true king.
But talking to dead people isn’t exactly a comforting thing in any situation.
“I have one of these as well. I don’t really know what their purpose is but they won’t stop making noises like a bird. It has become really bothersome.”
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Stannis is not a stupid man.
He has never personally crossed paths with the young wolf, that’s true. But he met his father quite often at court back in the day- and his mother, who happens to have a striking resemblance with her son. Especially the eyes. So the kid’s looks combined with the fact that a direwolf precedes his arrival… yes, Stannis is not a stupid man indeed. But this should be impossible, so he simply stares at the young king with a raised eyebrow for a second, trying to convince himself he’s wrong even though he knows he isn’t.
“It is not my property to trespass. But I would still like to know your name.”
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Grey Wind takes a seat, panting and anxiously awaiting Stannis's reactions.
"I don't know where we are." Robb decided to at least confess that much.
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“I do not know either. I am Stannis Baratheon, First of his name. King of Westeros. I know of you, Young Wolf.”
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"Aye, and I know of you." Robb commented, trying to be ever so gracious. "Though I am unaware of where we are as compared to the rest of the realm. This is no land that I am familiar of, nor do I believe we're north of the Wall. There are no Weirwood trees--" Robb knew Stannis had The Red Woman with him, filling him with ideas from no god of his, though what specific knowledge he had was limited at best.
"There is something suspicious about this place."
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“The last time I heard of you you had been killed. Gruesomely so.” No one has ever accused Stannis of being gentle, and Robb doesn’t seem to be aware of that fact. Maybe knowing will help them both get a clearer idea about this place.
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He doesn't understand this any more than Stannis. He should be dead and yet his heart was beating in his chest along with the rise and fall of each breath. "I woke up here and with a metal square with text upon it. I've never seen or heard of anything like this."
Stannis was older, perhaps he would know more about such a thing, but Robb couldn't come to any possible conclusions.
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But talking to dead people isn’t exactly a comforting thing in any situation.
“I have one of these as well. I don’t really know what their purpose is but they won’t stop making noises like a bird. It has become really bothersome.”