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?
[ Bard's children would sound better off by that description than Ingeras would — at least they can defend themselves from various foes, orcs or otherwise. She simply chooses not to think on how the Sultan and his armies could take her son easily, and she would never be the wiser for it in this frigid place.
But the safehouse is not so frigid, at least; it's cozy and insulated, and there is a warm hearth in the back of the house, which she leads him to — releasing his arm, though, because he may get the wrong idea if she seems too taken with touching him — when he makes a move to set down his bowl and follow her. He's tired as well as cold, Mirena can see from the lines on his face. ]
...Then it is a good thing we are without wine, tonight, [ said with a small smirk. His levity is welcome, after such a gravid subject.
She leads him down the hallway to the bedroom with the wood-burning fireplace, and takes one of the extra blankets off of the bed upon entering; when he draws nearer to the hearth and sits down before it, she drapes the blanket over his shoulders.
...Yes, maybe she's fussing over him, just a little. ]
Although any man who spins tales of dragons cannot possibly be that grim, even when drunk, I would imagine.
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But the safehouse is not so frigid, at least; it's cozy and insulated, and there is a warm hearth in the back of the house, which she leads him to — releasing his arm, though, because he may get the wrong idea if she seems too taken with touching him — when he makes a move to set down his bowl and follow her. He's tired as well as cold, Mirena can see from the lines on his face. ]
...Then it is a good thing we are without wine, tonight, [ said with a small smirk. His levity is welcome, after such a gravid subject.
She leads him down the hallway to the bedroom with the wood-burning fireplace, and takes one of the extra blankets off of the bed upon entering; when he draws nearer to the hearth and sits down before it, she drapes the blanket over his shoulders.
...Yes, maybe she's fussing over him, just a little. ]
Although any man who spins tales of dragons cannot possibly be that grim, even when drunk, I would imagine.