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?
[ The sound of another voice prompted Touka to stiffen, raising her head slowly in order to check her surroundings. There was, obviously, no one nearby, so she turned her attention to her discarded tablet, picking it up and placing it in her lap.
It was a voice that she didn't recognize, but honestly, she didn't recognize anyone's voice in this god forsaken shit hole. He sounded young, maybe her age, or at the very least within a few years' range of it. She could have just as easily pretended the voice belonged to someone she knew; a meaningless effort and stupid sentiment in the face of what was about to happen to her, but she couldn't deny that part of her wished she could talk to someone from back home. If only for even a little while.
God, she hated being alone, and it was like Norfinbury knew that and was doing its damnedest to exploit the fact. ]
Hi.
[ Her voice falters more than she cares for, and she swallows hard, clenching her jaw shut. Willing to keep her voice even, she speaks again. ]
I'll just imagine you're someplace warm. [ She couldn't feel her fucking fingers. ] And not out here like a dumbass like me.
[ Seeing the tension on her face is like a knife to the chest, a sharp pang that he had always been told he shouldn't be able to feel. ]
I'm...
[ I'm sorry are the words but his throat closes up against them. They won't help anything. His eyes flicker down, and then he pushes himself to simply change course. ]
[ If he'd said he was sorry, Touka would have just snorted anyway. She didn't need anyone's pity, not when it came to this. ]
... Rabbit. [ Even now, she'd stick to her alias. Call it an old habit from how things were back home. It's not much of an introduction, but she manages to let her expression soften. ]
Have you ever... Has this ever happened to you before?
[ Roxas was the same way. Stubborn, defiant, used to loss, used to being looked down on. It created tsunderes that reaction, the rejection of the pity that suggested that you were weak or that, god forbid, you might need it. Very few people have ever apologized to Roxas for what they've done to him, and here in Norfinbury it honestly felt even more useless of sentiment no matter how kindly meant. ]
Hi, Rabbit.
[ While the name was not an unusual one for the worlds he came from, most of the other residents had a different convention. It does occur, vaguely in the back of his mind, that it may be a lie but it also doesn't really bother him enough to balk.
He looks away again when she asks if he's ever missed the curfew. ]
[ There was a certain kinship between them in that sense, then, one sunk deep down into their bones and unspoken in its own way. Touka was grateful for his lack of platitudes, at the very least. Most people would offer some gold nuggets of advice in this situation, which was a useless gesture for someone too far gone at this point.
The only person Touka would have accepted anything like that from was Yoriko, and even then, she knew Yoriko wouldn't give her any of that bullshit. Though Roxas wasn't her friend, Touka was happy to have his company as her shoulders sagged against the unyielding door, her head drooping. ]
... Yeah? How did that end up working out for you? Aside from the obvious.
[ It was weird, asking how someone had died when they were speaking directly to you. She was surprised she hadn't attempted to skip town herself, really. She watched him through the monitor in silence, brushing her hair out of her eyes. ]
[ There was an argument to be made as to whether or not he really even truly understood platitudes. His life was broken into pieces, before and afters. In one before, he had been a tool that no one wasted their time or care on. In another after he was loved and accepted by holograms, had learned his civilities through a complex lie meant to keep him quiet until the time was right to destroy him completely. It makes him question himself, always. Maybe, in its own way, this cold hellhole made the choices easy for him. The happy times in Twilight Town didn't apply, put them out of your head. ]
The wind was the worst part, I guess. [ It was hard to quantify what was the worst about being here. The cold, the hunger, the loneliness? It was all the worst. ] It just bites at you and you can't see anything, so by the time I thought I should go back I didn't know which way anymore.
[ It was strange to him how a landscape swathed in black or in white could both be so equally disorienting when they were utter opposites. ]
I'm lucky then, I guess. There's no wind here. Just cold. [ The darkness of the street laid out before her was oddly serene, the snow gently falling without cease. In a way, she almost wished she had tried to leave town and gone out that way; at least in that case she'd have been working towards something. Here, she was literally just sitting and waiting to die against the backdrop of a provincial ghost town, covered in snow.
The patio provided Touka with enough cover to keep her from getting buried, but she half-wondered if she should just sit out in the street proper. The end could come sooner that way. ]
But you came back, right? [ Her voice had lost its waver now, replaced with a dull tone of resignation. Her bones practically shuddered with the cold as it settled into her like an evil spirit, numbing her muscles and making her feel sluggish in spite of her not moving. ] And are you any different for it having happened to you?
[ Part of her wants to thank him for sparing her the loneliness, but she's too proud for that. ]
[ That... makes him hesitate. There had been something different when he had first woken up... but it had been a familiar different. The familiar loss of emotion and memory that has been the backdrop of his entire life. He grimaces without realizing and rubs at the back of his neck for a moment. ]
You'll feel weird when you first wake up. [ Other people have described other effects, so he doesn't really want to try to guess which one will hook its claws into her for those first few hours. But he does want to reassure her, ] But it'll go away.
[ Which maybe isn't really what she was entirely wanting to know, but it's what he feels comfortable replying to. On the deeper level of who he is... wouldn't he have needed a self for that. It makes him feel bitter. ]
[ She notices the grimace but says nothing, even as dread begins to hollow out the pit of her gut all over again. The subtle change in his expression is enough to clue her in on what's to come, and though her fate is unavoidable, something inside of Touka sparks. Maybe she didn't have to die. Maybe if she just kept moving, she could last the night.
It's pointless, but it's better than just sitting around and doing nothing. Nobody had survived the night thus far, but that didn't mean that they positively couldn't, right?
Maybe it was a naive thought, but it was enough to get her to push herself into a standing position with a grunt. The world seemed to tilt as she did so, and she nearly fell forward with the sudden motion. ]
W-W-Weird-- [ She manages to choke out the word, teeth chattering uncontrollably. ] In... In what sense?
[ Her breath came in short puffs, dancing in the air before dissipating. It was almost like her own body was taunting her, telling her to give it up; it's not like this stupid plan of hers was going to work. Still. She took a few steps forward out into the street, keeping her tablet held in front of her.
I'D BE A-OK IN DROPPING THIS ONE! I'd love for Touka and Roxas to meet up in game sometime soon though! Thanks for threading with me!! I really enjoyed their dynamic :D
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It was a voice that she didn't recognize, but honestly, she didn't recognize anyone's voice in this god forsaken shit hole. He sounded young, maybe her age, or at the very least within a few years' range of it. She could have just as easily pretended the voice belonged to someone she knew; a meaningless effort and stupid sentiment in the face of what was about to happen to her, but she couldn't deny that part of her wished she could talk to someone from back home. If only for even a little while.
God, she hated being alone, and it was like Norfinbury knew that and was doing its damnedest to exploit the fact. ]
Hi.
[ Her voice falters more than she cares for, and she swallows hard, clenching her jaw shut. Willing to keep her voice even, she speaks again. ]
I'll just imagine you're someplace warm. [ She couldn't feel her fucking fingers. ] And not out here like a dumbass like me.
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I'm...
[ I'm sorry are the words but his throat closes up against them. They won't help anything. His eyes flicker down, and then he pushes himself to simply change course. ]
I'm Roxas.
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... Rabbit. [ Even now, she'd stick to her alias. Call it an old habit from how things were back home. It's not much of an introduction, but she manages to let her expression soften. ]
Have you ever... Has this ever happened to you before?
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tsunderesthat reaction, the rejection of the pity that suggested that you were weak or that, god forbid, you might need it. Very few people have ever apologized to Roxas for what they've done to him, and here in Norfinbury it honestly felt even more useless of sentiment no matter how kindly meant. ]Hi, Rabbit.
[ While the name was not an unusual one for the worlds he came from, most of the other residents had a different convention. It does occur, vaguely in the back of his mind, that it may be a lie but it also doesn't really bother him enough to balk.
He looks away again when she asks if he's ever missed the curfew. ]
I tried to leave town, when I first got here.
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The only person Touka would have accepted anything like that from was Yoriko, and even then, she knew Yoriko wouldn't give her any of that bullshit. Though Roxas wasn't her friend, Touka was happy to have his company as her shoulders sagged against the unyielding door, her head drooping. ]
... Yeah? How did that end up working out for you? Aside from the obvious.
[ It was weird, asking how someone had died when they were speaking directly to you. She was surprised she hadn't attempted to skip town herself, really. She watched him through the monitor in silence, brushing her hair out of her eyes. ]
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The wind was the worst part, I guess. [ It was hard to quantify what was the worst about being here. The cold, the hunger, the loneliness? It was all the worst. ] It just bites at you and you can't see anything, so by the time I thought I should go back I didn't know which way anymore.
[ It was strange to him how a landscape swathed in black or in white could both be so equally disorienting when they were utter opposites. ]
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The patio provided Touka with enough cover to keep her from getting buried, but she half-wondered if she should just sit out in the street proper. The end could come sooner that way. ]
But you came back, right? [ Her voice had lost its waver now, replaced with a dull tone of resignation. Her bones practically shuddered with the cold as it settled into her like an evil spirit, numbing her muscles and making her feel sluggish in spite of her not moving. ] And are you any different for it having happened to you?
[ Part of her wants to thank him for sparing her the loneliness, but she's too proud for that. ]
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You'll feel weird when you first wake up. [ Other people have described other effects, so he doesn't really want to try to guess which one will hook its claws into her for those first few hours. But he does want to reassure her, ] But it'll go away.
[ Which maybe isn't really what she was entirely wanting to know, but it's what he feels comfortable replying to. On the deeper level of who he is... wouldn't he have needed a self for that. It makes him feel bitter. ]
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It's pointless, but it's better than just sitting around and doing nothing. Nobody had survived the night thus far, but that didn't mean that they positively couldn't, right?
Maybe it was a naive thought, but it was enough to get her to push herself into a standing position with a grunt. The world seemed to tilt as she did so, and she nearly fell forward with the sudden motion. ]
W-W-Weird-- [ She manages to choke out the word, teeth chattering uncontrollably. ] In... In what sense?
[ Her breath came in short puffs, dancing in the air before dissipating. It was almost like her own body was taunting her, telling her to give it up; it's not like this stupid plan of hers was going to work. Still. She took a few steps forward out into the street, keeping her tablet held in front of her.
So long as she kept moving... ]
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