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?
[She holds the device as steady as she can, but she can feel her fingers losing feeling even with the fur gloves she has on. She doesn't look panicked, but there's a crack in her voice when she speaks.]
S-south. [Her teeth chatter, jaw tight. She is Northern, she tells herself. She can withstand it.] South of the village.
I'm sorry, J-Jon. [With a shaky hand the video jolts before she switches to holding it with one hand, cupping her hand in front of her mouth. It was foolish to get caught out here, but the winter berries are getting harder and harder to find. She feels more like the little sister now, and it is a strange feeling in her belly.
But somehow it gives her hope, and a warmth she can't describe. They are the last now, and in so many ways she has tried to emulate him as Alayne. Quiet, meek and yet with a strong look. It may be an insult to say it, but she can survive this. What would it say for a Stark and the Lord Commander's sister to freeze to death?]
[it hadn't occurred to him she might blame herself. he's still not used to this new sansa, with fears and doubts he doesn't recognize. his face soften somewhat, his mouth open in surprise.]
I'm coming. Don't be sorry.
[he sets the tablet down to grab an extra fur and few sticks of firewood. the precious matches in his belt should help them get a fire going even with snow on the ground. if they can't, well, two bodies are warmer than one. three, counting ghost. sansa doesn't have her wolf to protect her. he doesn't even consider not going.]
[She's grateful to him then, knowing that even if she objects that he'll do so anyway. Besides she does need him to come. While she may survive out here on her own, with him, Sansa knows it to be certain with Jon beside her. In some ways it makes her feel weaker. She thinks her strengths lie in the things that Petyr has taught her, in her words.
But here, she's being reminded of what it means to be a Stark, of what it means to have family again. Taking it for granted as a child, she has learned. Here she won't treat it the same-- she can't.]
I'll h-head toward you. [At the very least they can try and make shelter somewhere.]
[he picks his tablet back up before heads out the door, holding it unsteadily with just his burnt sword hand, the other one busy balancing a bundle of supplies on his shoulder. before he opens the door he takes a deep breath and braces himself for the cold. when it hits his face it isn't as bad as the top of the wall--though it's worse than anything he remembers from winterfell. he has to keep sansa talking, for her own safety and so that he can find her. he's never been very good at that.]
You'll stay warmer if you keep moving. I'm headed due south.
[She sniffles as she starts to move, nodding at his words. Sansa has to cut through a few yards, but it will get her to him quicker than walking around the street and then up. Her pace is brisk, hoping the friction from walking will give her some warmth.]
'M heading toward the main street. [Kicking through snow and bundling herself as much as possible, Sansa keeps the device low. They're still a few streets a part from one another.]
[he thinks he'll be able to find her on the main street, but it's the only way he can think of to keep her talking. he picks up his pace as best as he can, ghost trotting briskly ahead of him.]
Snow. [It sounds silly even from her, but it is the first thing she says before she swallows thickly. Tugging up her cloak around her neck, her eyes look out to the various houses.]
I am coming upon the tree that is split down the middle. [If he knows where that's at. It looks as if lightening has split it, in a time before the snow and before winter. But now snow piles up on it, clinging to its dead branches. It looks too much like something dead or dying. She moves quicker and turns the camera to show him the tree as she starts to pass it.]
There are yards... and white houses. [Everything seems silent and dead and white. What else can she say?]
[she doesn't seem sleepy, but he can't help but be overcautious with the family he has left, especially with Sansa, who was never outside for more than an afternoon.]
[She is tired, from the search for food and her trip back to the village. The cold has long set in, but he brings hope. If she keeps moving, she'll see him again. One foot after the other she trudges slowly through the streets as she turns onto the main road. Her head lifts to see if she can see him, blocks up from her.]
I think I see you. [If she squints her eyes through the dusk of the setting sun, she sees a black form on the horizon. It makes her lips twitch in a small smile for a moment.]
I WAS ABOUT TO TAG YOURS!! haha
S-south. [Her teeth chatter, jaw tight. She is Northern, she tells herself. She can withstand it.] South of the village.
I'm sorry, J-Jon. [With a shaky hand the video jolts before she switches to holding it with one hand, cupping her hand in front of her mouth. It was foolish to get caught out here, but the winter berries are getting harder and harder to find. She feels more like the little sister now, and it is a strange feeling in her belly.
But somehow it gives her hope, and a warmth she can't describe. They are the last now, and in so many ways she has tried to emulate him as Alayne. Quiet, meek and yet with a strong look. It may be an insult to say it, but she can survive this. What would it say for a Stark and the Lord Commander's sister to freeze to death?]
YOU STILL CAN!!!!!!
I'm coming. Don't be sorry.
[he sets the tablet down to grab an extra fur and few sticks of firewood. the precious matches in his belt should help them get a fire going even with snow on the ground. if they can't, well, two bodies are warmer than one. three, counting ghost. sansa doesn't have her wolf to protect her. he doesn't even consider not going.]
maybe I will then!
But here, she's being reminded of what it means to be a Stark, of what it means to have family again. Taking it for granted as a child, she has learned. Here she won't treat it the same-- she can't.]
I'll h-head toward you. [At the very least they can try and make shelter somewhere.]
8D
You'll stay warmer if you keep moving. I'm headed due south.
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'M heading toward the main street. [Kicking through snow and bundling herself as much as possible, Sansa keeps the device low. They're still a few streets a part from one another.]
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[he thinks he'll be able to find her on the main street, but it's the only way he can think of to keep her talking. he picks up his pace as best as he can, ghost trotting briskly ahead of him.]
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I am coming upon the tree that is split down the middle. [If he knows where that's at. It looks as if lightening has split it, in a time before the snow and before winter. But now snow piles up on it, clinging to its dead branches. It looks too much like something dead or dying. She moves quicker and turns the camera to show him the tree as she starts to pass it.]
There are yards... and white houses. [Everything seems silent and dead and white. What else can she say?]
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[she doesn't seem sleepy, but he can't help but be overcautious with the family he has left, especially with Sansa, who was never outside for more than an afternoon.]
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I think I see you. [If she squints her eyes through the dusk of the setting sun, she sees a black form on the horizon. It makes her lips twitch in a small smile for a moment.]