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Test Drive

TEST DRIVE MEME

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: TURN AROUND
It's after lockdown, but not early enough to go to sleep. You've got everything sorted out, and now you're bored. Time to video chat on the network! Everything's fine from where you are... But unfortunately, there's something behind you. Something humanoid and creeping closer inch by inch, trying to sneak up on you without you noticing. Maybe the person you're talking to will let you know about that. The only problem? If you do turn around to look, you won't be able to see it. If your tablet friend can convince you to move to a different room and close the door, everything will be fine. If they can't, well, they'll be watching you get dragged off into the darkness before too long.

TWO: CAUGHT ON FILM
Normally, this doesn't happen. In fact, normally it never happens. However, something has gone a bit wrong today, and the tablets are turning on and off by themselves. This makes for some pretty disjointed conversations, with people popping in and out at the worst times. And, of course, someone might see you doing something you'd prefer they didn't see.
NOTE: Please don't post anything sexual in regards to this prompt. While in-game the network doesn't allow for accidental posts, we thought you guys could have fun with it here!


Action Prompts
THREE: HORROR HOSPITAL
After a long trek through the ice tunnels, you've finally reached the hospital! You've just stepped inside to see what there is to see... And the door locks behind you. Looks like it's curfew, and guess where you're spending the night? The atmosphere is oppressive and the tablets don't work quite right, but this is probably better than being outside. Maybe you'll have some company with you? And there are probably beds somewhere.

FOUR: OKAY GUYS QUICK POLL
You've run into some good luck--you've just found a blanket! It's soft and warm and if you fold it right, you're sure it will fit into your backpack. You're sure, but you can't tell, because it's already stuffed full of things. You're going to have to pick and choose what should stay and what should go... But hey, there are other people around! Maybe they can help you sort out your supplies! Maybe you can give them some of the stuff you can't carry! Maybe you can steal their backpack so you can carry more! The options are endless!

clockblock: ❚ commissioned (forced to sell my eyebrows)

[personal profile] clockblock 2015-09-21 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[A slow eyebrow raise, gaze shifting up to where his backpack is. In every situation, he considers the reward more than the risk, and so genuinely hadn't paid much thought to such a possibility.

But eh, screw it.]


You worry too much. It's sturdy enough.

[That decided (rude, Alister, rude!!) he's turning to walk further into the hospital.]

C'mon. There should be something in here worth seeing.
clockblock: ❚ commissioned (pathological waste speech)

[personal profile] clockblock 2015-09-21 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[His jaw clenches at the unintended reminder that the Lombaxes are, simply, gone.]

And I've never heard of "humans" before this place. You learn something new everyday.
clockblock: ❚ commissioned (forced to sell my eyebrows)

voice; 1/2

[personal profile] clockblock 2015-09-21 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Silence from his end. His breathing is regular and steady, unbroken by even a single hitch or soft gasp. A disgraced General is still a General; you don't rise to that position by giving away every twinge of emotion or reaction when confronted by the expected.

To be sure, what he feels is surprise, but also curiosity. Her features are both comforting and unfamiliar, because he still can't pin down her species. Nothing beyond something rodentia-based, at a guess. She's certainly not a felid with that nose and those ears.

A beat, then Alister ends the feed altogether.]
clockblock: ❚ commissioned (im not your real uncle)

video; private

[personal profile] clockblock 2015-09-21 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Only to resume it after a scant few moments, this time with the video function enabled and some added security. The hoverboot has been set aside for now.]

I can see how.

[A small.....almost smile, some trace of good humor.]

You're familiar with these "humans", then?
notaquaman: (lord what a booty)

HE DOES HIS BEST. sorry for the wait btw

[personal profile] notaquaman 2015-09-21 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, man! [Or, thing. Whatever he is. At this point Nathan's gotten past the whole non-human thing. Or, well, not gotten past it so much as successfully distracted himself with more pressing matters--such as survival.] I'm not promising its flavored or nothing, so I wouldn't advise eating it. Unless you have a taste for plastic.

[With that last statement, he eyeballs Alister as if he most certainly doesn't trust him. And you better believe he doesn't.]

I just mean it's a hell of a nice dildo. The house I found it in must have used to belong to some really kinky bastards.
silverfuller: (Thòisich dealt na h-oidhch' ri tùirling)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant looks up at the backpack and sighs a defeated sigh before turning and jogging after Alister.]

That there might be something to see I haven't a doubt. The question remains, however, as to whether or not we might wish for it to see us.

[He lifts a finger to his lips.]

Best we move with caution, my friend.
Edited 2015-09-21 04:28 (UTC)
silverfuller: (Sibhse chuir achadh ri achadh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant turns a bit more fully towards the door.]

Are you quite alright? That is a frightful cough you have there, my friend.
notaquaman: (I saw the booty)

you want vulgar I can provide vulgar

[personal profile] notaquaman 2015-09-21 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jesus!

[Nathan jumps a near foot in the air when Sans speaks, as if he had completely forgotten that he was currently shacked up with an animated skeleton. Now that's just a damn trip if there ever was one. If Nathan ever looked like that when he woke up from the dead, he'd have a much bigger problem with his superpower.]

Don't scare me like that, you prickless prick!

[He runs a hand through his hair and huffs.]

Well, what fun are you, then?

[With a frown, he pulls the zipper of his bag open, emptying out its contents. In the end, everything to be seen is completely innocuous.]

What about any of this?

[There's a ton of different toiletries, shampoos and soaps and toothpastes that Nathan hasn't seemed to touch, rolls of paper napkins, odds and ends like cups and accessories.]
skelepuns: (that's hilarious.)

yes good.

[personal profile] skelepuns 2015-09-21 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
i scared you? werent you the one that started talking to me?

[He actually sat up when Nathan accuses him of being no fun, narrowing his eyes, though his smile remained, ever present.]

hey, I'm fun. i'm skele-fun. i'm not sure how fun works where you humans come from, but if it isnt a whoopee cushion or a banana peel or a joke book, it isnt fun.

[Sans leaned over the table, looking down at all of the objects while lazily propping up his chin. All of it was hilariously useless to him, but more importantly, most of it seemed useless to Nathan as well...]

... have you ever heard of a mysterious artifact called a trash can? or perhaps its even easier-to-use alternative, the floor? if you dont want this stuff you can just throw it away. i won't judge.
headjacked: ([r_0101])

[personal profile] headjacked 2015-09-21 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rhys lets his arms drop and rolls his eyes, acting like he's the most put-upon cyborg in Norfinbury. Which, statistically speaking, he might be. ]

Yeah, avoiding morgues, kind of a given. Still, you can't blame a guy for not knowing his way around a dark, spooky hospital. And I've already had a c--

[ He cuts himself off and clenches his teeth. ]

...thought, I. Already realized. The thing about the lockdown.

[ NICE SAVE 11/10 ]
headjacked: ([rj_0001])

[personal profile] headjacked 2015-09-21 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
You -- uh... ...friendly??

[ There's an upward lilt in his voice as he tries to project his own friendly intentions, but he's backing away at the same time. The hologram stays put and sets his hands on his digital hips. Not speaking for now, just observing. ]
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
really?

*That seemed odd, but maybe it explained why he hadn't heard of 'Lombax' before.*

okay.
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
*He nods and continues on. The cough doesn't stop, though, but at least it doesn't appear to be getting worse.*
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
*Friendly? Well, he wasn't planning on violence at the moment, he was just curious. That was close enough, right?

He lowers his arm and nods.*
maskintape: (you multiply THAT)

[personal profile] maskintape 2015-09-21 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
...Riiiight.

[ Overly-defensive crazy is Tim's favourite kind of crazy. Really. He shakes his hair out of his eyes and gives Dopetimus Prime another withering look. ]

Well, uh, you're making it pretty clear you're doing just fine on your own, so. I'll get back to my hidey hole and leave you to it.

[ He jerks a thumb towards the room he TOTALLY DIDN'T SNEAK OUT OF. FEEL FREE TO START BACKPEDALLING NOW, NOOB, TIM DON'T GIVE A FUCK!! ]
silverfuller: (O gur mise th' air mo leònadh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant shakes his head.]

I think not.

[He gestures in the air, expression concerned.]

If you are sick, pray tell me or ah...let me know, at least. It would not be the first time I've had to tend to someone struck ill by the cold.

[Having said this he looks worriedly up and down the hall, trying to think where the medicine could be locked away.]
0thingsonmymind: (Incurable Cough of Death)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
*He shakes his head again. He's totally not sick, he'll be fine, really.

Just give him a few minutes to lean against the wall as the cough gets worse.*
silverfuller: (Gun dragh gun d'chuir e an t-eagal oirnn)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
By the Fury...

[Haurchefant bustles into the room now and grasps the other man's shoulder.]

Let us find you a place to rest.
0thingsonmymind: (Incurable Cough of Death)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
*He tries to jerk away but isn't able to get far. The coughing spell hasn't let up at all and, if not held up, he'll fall to the floor due to it.*
silverfuller: screenshot from http://housefortemps.tumblr.com (Gasgaich og le mire le speis)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant blinks. He can understand that there are people who don't like to be touched but he also can't stand there and let this poor fellow collapse.]

Forgive me, my friend. You may admonish me later if you wish.

[Saying this, he surges forward to intercept his companion and wraps an arm around him, pulling him upright while bracing himself.]

We must find you a place to safely recuperate. I cannot abide aught else.
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
*He'd try to jerk away again if he could, but he just doesn't have the strength or presence of mind to do so around the fit. So its east enough to lead him to wherever Haurchefant wants to take him.

This was bad. This left him vulnerable. Even if the man with him didn't seem like he was going to strike he knew that wasn't the only problem. They might not be alone, after all.
silverfuller: (Nuair a' sgaras an t-slighe)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant slings one of the silent man's arms around his broad shoulders and hobbles him out in to the hallway.

He looks around and carries the other man to the end of the hall, to the RADIOLOGY sign. Here, at least, the halls intersect and they can see in two directions at once. Nothing can sneak up on them unless it descends from the ceiling or the very walls themselves. Which, he thinks grimly, might not be out of the question the way things have been going lately.

He gently settles the other man to the floor.]


We've no blind spots here so let us pause for the nonce. How long have you had this cough?
0thingsonmymind: (Incurable Cough of Death)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
*A hand goes to his face, pulling at the mask enough to uncover his mouth. Once its uncovered he spits some blood out on the floor before him. Its not too much, but its a noticeable amount. The coughing fit seems to be getting better, at least.*
silverfuller: (Gu'n 'teid sinn cuairt còmhla)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-21 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant jerks backwards then lowers himself into a crouch before the hooded man. He spreads his hands out in front of him.]

Why would you come here in such condition? If it was medicine you sought surely there are people you could have sent in your stead.
0thingsonmymind: (Glitches)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-21 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
*After a few moments the coughing fit wears itself out. He spits more blood out onto the floor then sits back and pulls his mask back down.

He doesn't respond, though, since he missed that question while he was otherwise occupied. Instead he just looks towards Haurchefant, trying to make sense of his actions.*

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