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?
[The noise on the porch has her panicked, grabbing the closest thing to her. Sansa isn't a fighter, she's no knight nor sellsword, but the fire poker at least makes her feel like she has a chance (though even she knows it is unlikely). Her words and her courtesy are her sword and armor. Vigilant, Sansa keeps the weapon close to her until the door is open.]
Mine? No. [It is the truth. The darkhaired girl eyes the woman carefully. She could easily overpower her if she wanted, sending her out to the cold and her death. It would be better to share the space, for the sole reason of her survival.]
You can stay if you like though. The fire is warm, and there is some stew left in the pot.
[It isn't much, and even Sansa knows it. She may not make it through the next day without scavenging, but then she may not make it through the night if this women chooses it.]
[ The person she encounters is just a slip of a girl, dark hair and delicate features. She looks highborn, aristocratic, even if Ygritte knows by now that none of those she's encountered in this frozen wasteland have ever come from or heard of a place known as Westeros, or heard of the Wall that separates it from the Lands of Always Winter.
And she looks very wary of Ygritte, for good reason, even as she offers to share the space, and even though she holds the only weapon between the two of them. The spearwife raises her hands in supplication. ]
...I'm not goin' t' hurt you. Don't need your stew, either. [ She thinks for a moment, mulling over the best choice of words given the situation. ] I've got 'nough rations to last me awhile.
[ She steps in, sets her pack down roughly as she nods to the girl. ] What's your name?
[The fire poker gets lowered, though it doesn't mean Sansa is any less wary of the woman. She can't afford to drop her guard, even here where none would know the name Sansa Stark. Still it is best to lie low with the other girl, though she already turned down the stew. It is probably for the best. It is weak. Just some meat she treated for and some roots she found digging with another girl.
She's quiet as she pads back to one of the old sofas, not far from the source of the heat.]
Alayne, [She answers. Regardless of who she has met, there is still safety in her false name. Cersei may be far away, but she does not know who else is in the town.]
[ Alayne. A snooty, highborn name if she'd ever heard one.
Still, the girl has a spine at least, with the way she'd gripped the fire poker, and Ygritte can respect a woman who would attempt to protect herself despite all odds. She drops her satchel down on the floor, closing the door behind her and comes closer to the fireplace to temporarily warm herself. ]
Ygritte. [ She gives the girl another once-over, curiosity in her look. Hard to tell how old she is, whether older or younger than herself. ] You're by yourself, here? None travelin' with you?
[She knows she looks foolish with the fire poker, but being unprotected and having a warm cabin to herself is enough for her to worry. It's a scene she can imagine Sandor Clegane laughing at her. What could she do with that?
But the woman in front of her wasn't. For as fearsome as she looked, wrapped in furs and a look about her that almost dared someone to try something, she was most amicable. Sansa moved to allow her to stand closer to the fire, knowing too well what the cold out there could do.]
I was with a group, [She lies, but she lies well. She does better with them than any weapon.]
But we've been separated. [It's likely with what has already happened to many. There isn't much to the town, and there's even less supplies. From what she's experienced already it seems this place has a liking to divide people, to test what a long night can do.]
[ Not so foolish, if Ygritte had heard those words - when one is fighting for their own survival, anything may be used as a weapon. She knows that all too well, even if she's almost always had her bow with her when she'd needed it north of the Wall.
At the girl's words Ygritte nods again, taking off her animal-skin mittens to warm her hands. ]
Aye, it's happened t' many, out here. The cold's got a way of doin' it. [ Not that she's ever traveled with a group here, though - she keeps mainly to herself. Easier not to trust anyone. She turns to give the girl a smirk. ]
Still, can't be too bad. At least with that poker, y'might defend yourself if someone bad might've come through here.
[At first she thinks the redhead may be teasing her. If someone walked in and wanted to take this place, it's likely they would. It was just a reaction to grab something when she heard Ygritte on the porch. Too many things had been taken away from her, though she certainly wouldn't do too good against near anyone.
But Ygritte seemed genuine, so her words get a small smile from Sansa. She seems honest, at least from what she can tell. It can be ruse, she knows, but there doesn't seem much else to be gained. Sansa has already offered her lodging and what little food she has.]
I didn't want to be thrown out. [Sansa may be Northern by blood, but she knew she would not last too much longer out there herself.]
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Mine? No. [It is the truth. The darkhaired girl eyes the woman carefully. She could easily overpower her if she wanted, sending her out to the cold and her death. It would be better to share the space, for the sole reason of her survival.]
You can stay if you like though. The fire is warm, and there is some stew left in the pot.
[It isn't much, and even Sansa knows it. She may not make it through the next day without scavenging, but then she may not make it through the night if this women chooses it.]
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And she looks very wary of Ygritte, for good reason, even as she offers to share the space, and even though she holds the only weapon between the two of them. The spearwife raises her hands in supplication. ]
...I'm not goin' t' hurt you. Don't need your stew, either. [ She thinks for a moment, mulling over the best choice of words given the situation. ] I've got 'nough rations to last me awhile.
[ She steps in, sets her pack down roughly as she nods to the girl. ] What's your name?
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She's quiet as she pads back to one of the old sofas, not far from the source of the heat.]
Alayne, [She answers. Regardless of who she has met, there is still safety in her false name. Cersei may be far away, but she does not know who else is in the town.]
And yours?
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Still, the girl has a spine at least, with the way she'd gripped the fire poker, and Ygritte can respect a woman who would attempt to protect herself despite all odds. She drops her satchel down on the floor, closing the door behind her and comes closer to the fireplace to temporarily warm herself. ]
Ygritte. [ She gives the girl another once-over, curiosity in her look. Hard to tell how old she is, whether older or younger than herself. ] You're by yourself, here? None travelin' with you?
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But the woman in front of her wasn't. For as fearsome as she looked, wrapped in furs and a look about her that almost dared someone to try something, she was most amicable. Sansa moved to allow her to stand closer to the fire, knowing too well what the cold out there could do.]
I was with a group, [She lies, but she lies well. She does better with them than any weapon.]
But we've been separated. [It's likely with what has already happened to many. There isn't much to the town, and there's even less supplies. From what she's experienced already it seems this place has a liking to divide people, to test what a long night can do.]
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At the girl's words Ygritte nods again, taking off her animal-skin mittens to warm her hands. ]
Aye, it's happened t' many, out here. The cold's got a way of doin' it. [ Not that she's ever traveled with a group here, though - she keeps mainly to herself. Easier not to trust anyone. She turns to give the girl a smirk. ]
Still, can't be too bad. At least with that poker, y'might defend yourself if someone bad might've come through here.
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But Ygritte seemed genuine, so her words get a small smile from Sansa. She seems honest, at least from what she can tell. It can be ruse, she knows, but there doesn't seem much else to be gained. Sansa has already offered her lodging and what little food she has.]
I didn't want to be thrown out. [Sansa may be Northern by blood, but she knew she would not last too much longer out there herself.]
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A girl by herself should take care, as y'did. There's those that'd take advantage.