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?
It acts quickly, determined to disable Jay and render him harmless. This would be harmless by esoteric Masky standards, of course, since pretty much anyone can agree that Jay is about as dangerous as a small child flinging around packing peanuts.
If it has its way, it's going to try to get Jay into a nice, safe position face down on the floor like a chump. Eat carpet, human nerd. ]
[He might not be very dangerous, but he has been tackled a lot of times in the last few years of his life. You can't go through that without learning to fight back at least a little.
With sudden energy that is all desperate scrabbling and zero finesse, Jay's squirming and struggling and basically doing everything he can to make himself as hard to hold as possible while attempting to throw Masky off himself.]
[ Jay's struggling elicits one of those guttural grunts from it as it attempts to keep its hold on him. This is so inconvenient, okay. Gosh.
It makes a grab for one of Jay's arms in an effort to twist it up behind his back. It's pretty tricky considering that the host is such a shortass, but Masky is nothing if not determined. ]
[ This isn't Tim. Masky twists the arm a little further to try and get its point across. It's covered the face of its host to try and cut down on this sort of confusion, geez. What more can it do.
Oh, right, it can start rifling through Jay's pockets in search of goodies. What a good idea. ]
[Ow. The point is definitely not brought across, though. Even if he's not entirely himself right now, Tim is Tim as far as Jay's concerned.
As for the pockets, their yield is not going to be particularly impressive: a couple bags of trail mix, a box of matches, and a bottle of cough syrup. Are you disappointed yet?]
[ It's not disappointed at all, actually, so there.
Okay, maybe a little. It's satisfied that it's managed to find food, though. And matches are always useful, even if it already has the host's lighter. The cough syrup is less of a find, but it's getting stuffed down Masky's jacket anyway because all this belongs to it now.
It doesn't quite know what to do with Jay now. It regards him for a moment before letting go of his arm and scootling back to the other side of the room. Not without kicking Jay's discarded tablet into its own territory away from his reach, naturally. It isn't claiming it as theirs, but it clearly doesn't want to be filmed with it either. ]
[Jay's not entirely sure how to deal with this situation, either. Usually this would be the point where he blacks out and wakes up somewhere completely different the next morning.
It's a little unsettling to realise he's so used to that he's not even really relieved that it's not happening.
He pushes himself to his feet, glaring at definitely Tim fuck you but not moving any closer.]
So what, you're just... stealing stuff now?
[His eyes fall on the tablet. There is no way he's leaving without that, all his other stuff be damned.]
[ If its mask could look smug right now, it would. Some human emotions aren't really translatable into its understanding, but Earth human "butthurt" transcends all barriers.
It sits on the ground again, cross-legged, and carefully places its ill-gotten gains in a neat little pile beside it. Then just. Resumes staring silently.
That's as close to an answer as Jay's going to get, let's be real. ]
[ It just watches him quietly, though it does shift into a crouching position to do so. All the better for tackling if he starts trying to film it again, right?
It recognises that Jay plans to leave, though, and that's just fine by it. Thus the relative leniency in letting him have his not-camera back. TAKE IT AND LEAVE, WEIRDO.
Unless it's gotten late enough for the doors to have locked, ohoho ]
[ Shhhhhh, sleepy friend. Shhh. By the time you wake up, Masky will have let Tim back into his own brain and he'll give you your food back and it'll all be very awkward and embarrassing.
Particularly if you wake up first and find a snoring Tim on top of a wardrobe or something ]
Tim wakes up slowly and groggily. Then spends a few seconds clinging to the wardrobe for dear life because whAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS THIS. IS HE WEARING THE MASK AGAIN OH GODDAMMIT.
He practically rips it off his face as he slides off the wardrobe to help Jay out. Is that some coughing he hears? TIME TO FUSS. ]
[ Wait no he didn't mean to sound so dismissive. ]
I mean. You know. If I took anything you can have it back or I'll replace it or something. And the tackling is, uh. Sorry about that.
[ Why does apologising for this kind of thing never get any less awkward. He should be used to it by now, god. Time to chow down on a couple of pills to stop this happening again too quickly. ]
Don't worry about it, I didn't have a lot of stuff anyway. And it's not like it was really you calling the shots, so...
[He peers at the pill bottle as Tim takes it out, trying to see how many are left. His masked self might not have been much of an issue last night, but it'd still be preferable if those episodes didn't happen at all. He's seen how much they suck for Tim.]
[ That's his no-nonsense voice he's using, Jay. NO ARGUMENTS. He spots Jay eyeing the pills and fishes out an extra one before putting the container back in his pocket. He might have misinterpreted that look. ]
Here - you were coughing, so. Better safe than sorry.
[ But he pockets the pill anyway, because there is definitely a selfish, scared little part of him that agrees. He needs the pills most. Jay isn't the one putting on masks and mugging his friends. ]
But whatever. We can talk about it again if you start, you know. With other symptoms.
[ Where's Jay's stuff. It's not in his pockets WHAT DID HE DO WITH IT ]
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It acts quickly, determined to disable Jay and render him harmless. This would be harmless by esoteric Masky standards, of course, since pretty much anyone can agree that Jay is about as dangerous as a small child flinging around packing peanuts.
If it has its way, it's going to try to get Jay into a nice, safe position face down on the floor like a chump. Eat carpet, human nerd. ]
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With sudden energy that is all desperate scrabbling and zero finesse, Jay's squirming and struggling and basically doing everything he can to make himself as hard to hold as possible while attempting to throw Masky off himself.]
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It makes a grab for one of Jay's arms in an effort to twist it up behind his back. It's pretty tricky considering that the host is such a shortass, but Masky is nothing if not determined. ]
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[And he cuts off with a pained grunt as his arm is twisted.
It is such bullshit that Tim gets to be the stronger one despite Jay being taller. Bullshit.]
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Oh, right, it can start rifling through Jay's pockets in search of goodies. What a good idea. ]
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As for the pockets, their yield is not going to be particularly impressive: a couple bags of trail mix, a box of matches, and a bottle of cough syrup. Are you disappointed yet?]
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Okay, maybe a little. It's satisfied that it's managed to find food, though. And matches are always useful, even if it already has the host's lighter. The cough syrup is less of a find, but it's getting stuffed down Masky's jacket anyway because all this belongs to it now.
It doesn't quite know what to do with Jay now. It regards him for a moment before letting go of his arm and scootling back to the other side of the room. Not without kicking Jay's discarded tablet into its own territory away from his reach, naturally. It isn't claiming it as theirs, but it clearly doesn't want to be filmed with it either. ]
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It's a little unsettling to realise he's so used to that he's not even really relieved that it's not happening.
He pushes himself to his feet, glaring at definitely Tim fuck you but not moving any closer.]
So what, you're just... stealing stuff now?
[His eyes fall on the tablet. There is no way he's leaving without that, all his other stuff be damned.]
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It sits on the ground again, cross-legged, and carefully places its ill-gotten gains in a neat little pile beside it. Then just. Resumes staring silently.
That's as close to an answer as Jay's going to get, let's be real. ]
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[You wouldn't part a man from his camera, would you? Would you?
He makes a very slow, very cautious move toward the tablet, ready to get out of the way in case of further tacklings.]
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It recognises that Jay plans to leave, though, and that's just fine by it. Thus the relative leniency in letting him have his not-camera back. TAKE IT AND LEAVE, WEIRDO.
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However, there is a slight issue as the front door IS IN FACT LOCKED.
So he's just going to stay in another room and hope that's good enough.]
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(Best friends watch each other sleep and Masky is a-ok with following through on that.) ]
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For the first few hours, at least. Then he passes out because he is exhausted and hungry and everything sucks.]
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Particularly if you wake up first and find a snoring Tim on top of a wardrobe or something ]
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Just gonna. Clear his throat very loudly. Which leads into a slight bit of coughing because Marble Hornets.]
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Meow. :3Tim wakes up slowly and groggily. Then spends a few seconds clinging to the wardrobe for dear life because whAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS THIS. IS HE WEARING THE MASK AGAIN OH GODDAMMIT.
He practically rips it off his face as he slides off the wardrobe to help Jay out. Is that some coughing he hears? TIME TO FUSS. ]
Hey, you okay? What happened?
[ With anything. At all. What is his life. ]
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You were, uh. You know.
[He gestures at his face and then at the mask.]
I didn't know you still had that.
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Oh, yeah. You know, it was just... in my stuff when I showed up here. Not like I personally made sure I had it on hand.
[ Of course he didn't throw it away either, but shush. ]
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[He's not sure why Tim doesn't just burn the thing or something, but whatever. It's none of his business.]
Anyway, I got here last night and you were just kind of sitting in the other room. Then you tackled me and emptied my pockets.
[Delivered without any real accusation in his voice. These things happen.]
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[ Wait no he didn't mean to sound so dismissive. ]
I mean. You know. If I took anything you can have it back or I'll replace it or something. And the tackling is, uh. Sorry about that.
[ Why does apologising for this kind of thing never get any less awkward. He should be used to it by now, god. Time to chow down on a couple of pills to stop this happening again too quickly. ]
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Don't worry about it, I didn't have a lot of stuff anyway. And it's not like it was really you calling the shots, so...
[He peers at the pill bottle as Tim takes it out, trying to see how many are left. His masked self might not have been much of an issue last night, but it'd still be preferable if those episodes didn't happen at all. He's seen how much they suck for Tim.]
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[ That's his no-nonsense voice he's using, Jay. NO ARGUMENTS. He spots Jay eyeing the pills and fishes out an extra one before putting the container back in his pocket. He might have misinterpreted that look. ]
Here - you were coughing, so. Better safe than sorry.
[ And he holds out the pill. SHARING. ]
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The coughing's nothing new. I think you should be saving those for yourself.
[It's bad enough that Tim made him take them while he was "out of it". He is not going anywhere near those pills when he has a choice in the matter.]
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[ But he pockets the pill anyway, because there is definitely a selfish, scared little part of him that agrees. He needs the pills most. Jay isn't the one putting on masks and mugging his friends. ]
But whatever. We can talk about it again if you start, you know. With other symptoms.
[ Where's Jay's stuff. It's not in his pockets WHAT DID HE DO WITH IT ]
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