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's way too cold for heaven or hell. She can't actually remember dying, but what other explanation is there for Bucky Barnes being here? Maybe it's a twisted nightmare or some kind of trick. None of this makes sense.]
Careful Carter, you're talking to a good Catholic boy.
[If that were true the leer of his mothers disappointment would probably be trying to be burying him deeper right about now. Christ, he hopes it isn't true, then wonders how much extra trouble you get into for blaspheming in your head in Purgatory.
Yes, the perfect Catholic boy. You positively dripped with virtue. Especially when there was an attractive woman about.
[The casual dig comes so naturally to her, even over a year after he died. Like they're back at war, all the commandos huddled around a fire, drinking and shooting the shit to keep morale up and the darkness at bay.
One thing that also comes easily is that she refers to him in the past tense. He's still dead. At least, he should be. Steve might have been able to survive that fall, but not Barnes, and the animals got to him before they could find his body.
That means Peggy's probably dead too. What a disappointing afterlife.] I'm outside, actually. I've been locked out. Nothing that can't be handled--it can't be as cold as Russia. [Although in Russia, she had usually had lots of big men to primly huddle with for warmth. Now she's on her own, and she packs up snow to make her own insulated shelter. While it looks like she might be in some kind of afterlife right now, she's not ready to risk that this might be life, this might be real, and she might still be able to die.]
[He doesn't catch it. Not at first, the choice of tense could just be a reference to his actions in the past. It's nothing strange, right?]
You're what?! Shit, Peggy.
[He doesn't mean to get that loud but this strange device had been pretty insistent in its warning. It was cold enough during the day that he'd worry about freezing his ass off, nevermind during the night.
Bucky's up at the door of his shelter before he even thinks about it, tugging at the lock.]
I'm aware, but the doors are rather resistant to kicking and the windows are similarly resistant to smashing.
[Leave it to Peggy to sound perfectly cool and collected when she might be dying. It's true on the battlefield and it's true when she's alone in the cold.]
If you have any luck opening a door, let me know and I'll try to make my way wherever you are.
[Who's behind this? Is anyone behind this? That answer depends on whether she's alive or dead. As it stands, she will behave as if she's still alive unless proven otherwise.
She keeps on building her igloo. The wind is biting and the temperature is dropping fast, but she refuses to give up.]
What happened, Barnes? Have you just been here the whole time? [Does he remember anything after his fall? She doesn't want to ask that in so many words, because if he survived hitting the ground, she doesn't want to force him to relive the slow, painful process of dying.
(Could he have survived? Is she speaking to a man who somehow lived through sure death?)]
Knowing that right hook of yours, I ain't got a problem with that.
[He does have a problem with this damn door not breaking down. What is it made of? Looks just like wood but he knows no normal wood could withstand this kind of punishment.
Bucky swears, something vicious, under his breath, though Peggy can probably hear him anyway.]
I don't know, just woke up here a couple days ago. You?
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[He retorts, but with the relief audible in his voice. Bucky has no idea where that level of surprise in her voice comes from.
They got her too. Whatever this had to be a hell of a big operation. Last he knew Peggy had been miles from the Commando's last position.]
You got any clue where here even is?
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Purgatory, perhaps?
[It's way too cold for heaven or hell. She can't actually remember dying, but what other explanation is there for Bucky Barnes being here? Maybe it's a twisted nightmare or some kind of trick. None of this makes sense.]
Otherwise, not a clue. You?
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Careful Carter, you're talking to a good Catholic boy.
[If that were true the leer of his mothers disappointment would probably be trying to be burying him deeper right about now. Christ, he hopes it isn't true, then wonders how much extra trouble you get into for blaspheming in your head in Purgatory.
He's gotta focus.]
You holed up in one of these houses too?
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[The casual dig comes so naturally to her, even over a year after he died. Like they're back at war, all the commandos huddled around a fire, drinking and shooting the shit to keep morale up and the darkness at bay.
One thing that also comes easily is that she refers to him in the past tense. He's still dead. At least, he should be. Steve might have been able to survive that fall, but not Barnes, and the animals got to him before they could find his body.
That means Peggy's probably dead too. What a disappointing afterlife.] I'm outside, actually. I've been locked out. Nothing that can't be handled--it can't be as cold as Russia. [Although in Russia, she had usually had lots of big men to primly huddle with for warmth. Now she's on her own, and she packs up snow to make her own insulated shelter. While it looks like she might be in some kind of afterlife right now, she's not ready to risk that this might be life, this might be real, and she might still be able to die.]
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You're what?! Shit, Peggy.
[He doesn't mean to get that loud but this strange device had been pretty insistent in its warning. It was cold enough during the day that he'd worry about freezing his ass off, nevermind during the night.
Bucky's up at the door of his shelter before he even thinks about it, tugging at the lock.]
You can't stay out there.
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[Leave it to Peggy to sound perfectly cool and collected when she might be dying. It's true on the battlefield and it's true when she's alone in the cold.]
If you have any luck opening a door, let me know and I'll try to make my way wherever you are.
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[If Peggy freezes to death he isn't going to forgive himself.]
When I find out who's behind this I'm going to wring their necks.
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[Who's behind this? Is anyone behind this? That answer depends on whether she's alive or dead. As it stands, she will behave as if she's still alive unless proven otherwise.
She keeps on building her igloo. The wind is biting and the temperature is dropping fast, but she refuses to give up.]
What happened, Barnes? Have you just been here the whole time? [Does he remember anything after his fall? She doesn't want to ask that in so many words, because if he survived hitting the ground, she doesn't want to force him to relive the slow, painful process of dying.
(Could he have survived? Is she speaking to a man who somehow lived through sure death?)]
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[He does have a problem with this damn door not breaking down. What is it made of? Looks just like wood but he knows no normal wood could withstand this kind of punishment.
Bucky swears, something vicious, under his breath, though Peggy can probably hear him anyway.]
I don't know, just woke up here a couple days ago. You?