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?
[ oh dear. Touka wouldn't hit an old man, would she? let us test that theory.
while the girl's smile falters with her heel-turn, another one lights up in its place on Mikazuki's face; he cannot help but feel pleased to meet an actual person, at last, despite the looming threat of an attack—and many splinters—she currently presents. he had found this house empty earlier in the day and left it as a preemptive measure, to forestall the hallucinations, but to think he'd come back to find someone very much real inside! ]
Ha ha ha, it's alright, it's alright. You seem to have startled quite a bit. [ he remains in the doorway as to not add to her alarm, unmoving, but keeps smiling just as warmly. ] I do not mean to bring you any harm.
[ Touka would very much hit an old man if she perceived him to be a threat, but the man before her didn't seem very old at all. She doesn't drop the log, but instead stares at the stranger in stony silence, sizing him up.
Loath as she is to admit it, even she is a little grateful to know that she isn't the only human being in Norfinbury. It had been so damn long since she'd seen anyone else, and while she was no people person, being isolated was maddening. To say the very least. ]
... Who are you? [ It's not the warmest of introductions, but it would have to do. ] Is this your house?
My name is Mikazuki Munechika. This is not my place of residence. I am only a guest... Hahaha, but I am also an uninvited one, as expected, so I suppose that's not quite the word for it.
[ appearances can be deceiving, they say. or at least, in one part, his appearance betrays his age by a thousand years. defining characteristics like that mattered little here, though. he places no blame on her for being wary. the days here offered only marginally more comfort than the nights, and the lines between Norfinbuy mindgames and reality were perpetually blurred, so that quality of hers would likely come to serve her well. if anything, Mikazuki ought to take a page out of her book.
for now, he merely stands in the doorway and radiates the very picture of smiling goodwill - despite the signs of wear and tear in his once pristine appearance. while her hardened gaze on him feels cold, the arctic wind that whips past his back and into the cabin is simply merciless. Mikazuki crosses the threshold by a small step and lets the door click shut behind him, leaving them both to stand there in the encapsulating silence. ]
But thank goodness you're here now. May I have your name?
[ The thing about Norfinbury that she hated the most was the fact that all of her abilities as a ghoul were rendered useless. It was almost as if whatever power had dragged her here had wanted to add as much injury to insult that it could, leaving her crippled and stranded with nothing with which to defend herself. As such, she couldn't accurately assess whether or not this Mikazuki was a threat to her or not.
He seemed fine as he was, but she knew better than to let her guard down. After all, even the kindly old lady who had lived next door to her as a child had had no issues throwing her and Ayato to the CCG when she'd found out that they were ghouls. ]
... It's Rabbit. [ An obvious alias, but she wasn't about to give him her real name. She didn't know what he was capable of. ] You look like you've seen better days.
[ She doesn't acknowledge that bit about being a guest. Lowering the log in her hands, she straightens herself, equal parts grateful to the closed door for the warmth it provides and uneasy about the fact that this stranger stands between her and the only way out of the room. ]
I only ask because I'll leave if this stockpile is yours. [ She's referring, of course, to the wood. ]
[ the alias "Rabbit" is unusual, yes, but Mikazuki puts no emphasis on questioning her dubious life choices. he does, however, find it to be a rather cute name for a human—but that's neither here nor there. he seems perfectly receptive to it. ]
Miss Rabbit, then.
[ as the initial euphoria of encountering a real live person in wintery no man's land somewhat settles, he also comes to notice she's in quite a state, physically speaking. he gazes emphatically at the rags she's wrapped herself in, but doesn't look like he's about to comment on them - he reckons she hardly needed him to point it out, seeing as she's lived through the experience first hand. ]
[ Touka relaxes at the newcomer's unquestioning acceptance of the alias, replacing the log on top of the small pile by the fire. After the initial rush of adrenaline had worn off, she remembered just how tired she was, and she eyed Mikazuki wearily as she stood once more.
She'd need to replace her own rags soon, that much was true. She had no business commenting on the state of anyone else's appearance. ]
As much as anyone else, yeah. I was hoping I'd found a new place to settle for the night, too. [ She shivered in spite of herself. ] If it's yours, I'll get the hell out. [ She really, really wasn't looking for a fight, especially with her kakuhou not functioning properly. While the stranger didn't seem like a threat, she wasn't going to take any chances. ]
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while the girl's smile falters with her heel-turn, another one lights up in its place on Mikazuki's face; he cannot help but feel pleased to meet an actual person, at last, despite the looming threat of an attack—and many splinters—she currently presents. he had found this house empty earlier in the day and left it as a preemptive measure, to forestall the hallucinations, but to think he'd come back to find someone very much real inside! ]
Ha ha ha, it's alright, it's alright. You seem to have startled quite a bit. [ he remains in the doorway as to not add to her alarm, unmoving, but keeps smiling just as warmly. ] I do not mean to bring you any harm.
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Loath as she is to admit it, even she is a little grateful to know that she isn't the only human being in Norfinbury. It had been so damn long since she'd seen anyone else, and while she was no people person, being isolated was maddening. To say the very least. ]
... Who are you? [ It's not the warmest of introductions, but it would have to do. ] Is this your house?
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[ appearances can be deceiving, they say. or at least, in one part, his appearance betrays his age by a thousand years. defining characteristics like that mattered little here, though. he places no blame on her for being wary. the days here offered only marginally more comfort than the nights, and the lines between Norfinbuy mindgames and reality were perpetually blurred, so that quality of hers would likely come to serve her well. if anything, Mikazuki ought to take a page out of her book.
for now, he merely stands in the doorway and radiates the very picture of smiling goodwill - despite the signs of wear and tear in his once pristine appearance. while her hardened gaze on him feels cold, the arctic wind that whips past his back and into the cabin is simply merciless. Mikazuki crosses the threshold by a small step and lets the door click shut behind him, leaving them both to stand there in the encapsulating silence. ]
But thank goodness you're here now. May I have your name?
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He seemed fine as he was, but she knew better than to let her guard down. After all, even the kindly old lady who had lived next door to her as a child had had no issues throwing her and Ayato to the CCG when she'd found out that they were ghouls. ]
... It's Rabbit. [ An obvious alias, but she wasn't about to give him her real name. She didn't know what he was capable of. ] You look like you've seen better days.
[ She doesn't acknowledge that bit about being a guest. Lowering the log in her hands, she straightens herself, equal parts grateful to the closed door for the warmth it provides and uneasy about the fact that this stranger stands between her and the only way out of the room. ]
I only ask because I'll leave if this stockpile is yours. [ She's referring, of course, to the wood. ]
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Miss Rabbit, then.
[ as the initial euphoria of encountering a real live person in wintery no man's land somewhat settles, he also comes to notice she's in quite a state, physically speaking. he gazes emphatically at the rags she's wrapped herself in, but doesn't look like he's about to comment on them - he reckons she hardly needed him to point it out, seeing as she's lived through the experience first hand. ]
Hmm? Ah, is it the lightwood you're in need of?
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She'd need to replace her own rags soon, that much was true. She had no business commenting on the state of anyone else's appearance. ]
As much as anyone else, yeah. I was hoping I'd found a new place to settle for the night, too. [ She shivered in spite of herself. ] If it's yours, I'll get the hell out. [ She really, really wasn't looking for a fight, especially with her kakuhou not functioning properly. While the stranger didn't seem like a threat, she wasn't going to take any chances. ]