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?
"I think Lucky prefers mobsters, but he'd probably settle for HYDRA, too." Lucky was very happy with the attention, that was for sure. His tail thumped against the wooden floor as Clint scratched his ears.
Kate noted his hesitance in providing a name. That was slightly worrying, but not nearly as bad as the name he gave her. Should have gone with an alias, buddy.
So apparently she was dealing with a creep after all, or so she assumed. Seriously, trying to impersonate an Avenger? Are you that dumb? And Lucky, hey, what's wrong with your badguy detector? Just stay cool, Kate. You can handle this.
"Wow, nice to meet you, Mister Barton. My name's Kate Bishop. I'm an Avenger," she said, as if issuing a challenge.
Hey, it's not like he had any idea she was from some strange alternative dimension and was kind of his protege in said other life.
Clint couldn't help but frown as she said something about being an Avenger, staring at her like she had gone crazy or something as he rested a hand on the dog's head and left it there.
"You're..an Avenger?" he repeated, needing to hear it said again to make sense of it. "Look, Kate, I'm not sure if you're just some sort of seriously devoted fan or what, but I'm pretty sure I'd remember if you'd been recruited with the new batch."
Sorry, Clint. It could have been that there was more than one Clint Barton wandering around in the world, but to Kate, that would have been way too big of a coincidence.
"Yeah... mostly." Not that she was going to go back on her claim out loud. She was on the fringe of the Avengers, anyways, and some of those guys were getting old, let's be real. She rolled her eyes, and her gaze settled on her gear, sitting right beside her on the table. Her fingers were itching for her bow, but she wasn't going to make a move just then.
"How do I know you're not the delusional fanboy, here? I know Clint. He gave me that bow." (Kind of. Cap gave it to her first, technically, but she's trying to prove a point okay) "And you're no Hawkeye."
Edited (clarification and things) 2015-05-14 00:37 (UTC)
Now that made his expression turn to one of surprise, staring at her as if she had grown a second head.
"I'm pretty sure I would remember giving someone my bow," he murmured, the surprise melting into another frown. "I'm the only Hawkeye there is, sweetheart. Operative of SHIELD and member of the Avengers. I can answer any question you throw my way."
He doubted that she could do the same because there was no way in hell they would have allowed a kid to be involved in anything that they did.
"Obviously you don't, and you aren't Clint, because he'd say 'You stole it from me, Katie, but I was too busy running around in ninja jammies at the time, so I let you keep it.' " Complete with airquotes and her best Clint impersonation, which was terrible by the way.
This was frustrating to her, and frankly kind of offensive. If this guy was going to try and impersonate somebody, he should have at least been trying to get his facts straight. "The real Clint would never claim to be the only Hawkeye. We're a team. We're both Hawkeye."
"But okay, if you're so smart, 'Mister Barton,' " (More airquotes) "Then tell me. How long have you been an Avenger?"
"...I have no idea what you mean by ninja jammies and I'm not sure I want to know," he said honestly, not entirely sure what to make of this girl. What the hell kind of imagination did a person have to have in order to come up with this sort of thing?
That, or she was a very clear HYDRA operative.
"I am the only Hawkeye. I've never met anyone else with that codename, hate to break it to you." Clint was getting a bit defensive now, trying to keep his temper in check. "I've been an Avenger since the Chitauri and Loki tried to take over the Earth. We didn't have much of a choice at the time. Before that, I was working with SHIELD alongside Agent Romanoff and Agent Coulson."
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forget being cold, that there is tragic.
Kate noted his hesitance in providing a name. That was slightly worrying, but not nearly as bad as the name he gave her. Should have gone with an alias, buddy.
So apparently she was dealing with a creep after all, or so she assumed. Seriously, trying to impersonate an Avenger? Are you that dumb? And Lucky, hey, what's wrong with your badguy detector? Just stay cool, Kate. You can handle this.
"Wow, nice to meet you, Mister Barton. My name's Kate Bishop. I'm an Avenger," she said, as if issuing a challenge.
Right?
Clint couldn't help but frown as she said something about being an Avenger, staring at her like she had gone crazy or something as he rested a hand on the dog's head and left it there.
"You're..an Avenger?" he repeated, needing to hear it said again to make sense of it. "Look, Kate, I'm not sure if you're just some sort of seriously devoted fan or what, but I'm pretty sure I'd remember if you'd been recruited with the new batch."
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"Yeah... mostly." Not that she was going to go back on her claim out loud. She was on the fringe of the Avengers, anyways, and some of those guys were getting old, let's be real. She rolled her eyes, and her gaze settled on her gear, sitting right beside her on the table. Her fingers were itching for her bow, but she wasn't going to make a move just then.
"How do I know you're not the delusional fanboy, here? I know Clint. He gave me that bow." (Kind of. Cap gave it to her first, technically, but she's trying to prove a point okay) "And you're no Hawkeye."
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"I'm pretty sure I would remember giving someone my bow," he murmured, the surprise melting into another frown. "I'm the only Hawkeye there is, sweetheart. Operative of SHIELD and member of the Avengers. I can answer any question you throw my way."
He doubted that she could do the same because there was no way in hell they would have allowed a kid to be involved in anything that they did.
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This was frustrating to her, and frankly kind of offensive. If this guy was going to try and impersonate somebody, he should have at least been trying to get his facts straight. "The real Clint would never claim to be the only Hawkeye. We're a team. We're both Hawkeye."
"But okay, if you're so smart, 'Mister Barton,' " (More airquotes) "Then tell me. How long have you been an Avenger?"
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That, or she was a very clear HYDRA operative.
"I am the only Hawkeye. I've never met anyone else with that codename, hate to break it to you." Clint was getting a bit defensive now, trying to keep his temper in check. "I've been an Avenger since the Chitauri and Loki tried to take over the Earth. We didn't have much of a choice at the time. Before that, I was working with SHIELD alongside Agent Romanoff and Agent Coulson."