Test Drive

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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!

Comments

[bookofnope]

Perhaps not... but I would like to first confirm that the people I am getting to know aren't themselves something I'd have to weather.

[There's the faintest edge there. Because he might just eat people if he met them, and he sees no reason to think he's the only one.]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Better ideas? No, not really anything that would help with the immediate situation. He shakes his head.

But standing around here wasn't achieving much, so he looks between the nearest door and the other man. After a beat or two he starts towards the door. He's not so sure this place is actually dangerous or not, but another pair of eyes to search it wasn't entirely unwelcome.*

[maskintape]

[ Since Tim is Tim, he's taking that sigh as being one of judgement. Accusation, even. Because what is a Tim Wright who doesn't project his own intense self-loathing onto other people, amirite folks? ]

I'm sorry, okay! I didn't mean it. Any of it!

[ Except he did, didn't he? He might not have meant to infect Brian in the first place, but he certainly meant to end his life. Even if he hadn't known who it was at the time, it was still intentional. Still murder. ]

I'm sorry.

[silverfuller]

There is a saying, I think: Keep friends close and enemies closer. I do not necessarily agree with it but I am not so foolish that I do not understand the sentiment.

If any here are truly a danger to my being than I'd prefer to keep them e'er at my front than at my back. If they be allies then I've a friend and if they're foes? Well, then I'll have a better idea of what to expect.

[He drops his face back to his palm.]

So you see, knowing your neighbors in dire times is always the wisest path. What luck that it is also the most fun!

[0thingsonmymind]

*Sorry? He thinks Tim has a number of things to be sorry for but now does not seem like the time or the place to bring them up. Besides, Tim had actually been working with him more or less as planned lately.

He cants his head, unsure how to reply to this either. Why you make things so hard, Tim?*

[silverfuller]

[Haurchefant follows after the other man and talks, though not too loudly.]

If you are intent on exploring the area first then I must insist I accompany you!

[He walks quietly a moment, then-]

A man of few words, I see. Worry not, my friend, well accustomed am I to being the one who fills the air with chatter.

[Of course, having said that he lapses into silence again.]

[bookofnope]

Oh, I do like fun. [It is excruciatingly obvious that he does not like fun.]

But this is sensible advice, disregarding the possibility of ambushes, betrayal, gaining the attention of people whose radars you would much rather fly under, simply being overpowered, and of course, finding yourself socially obligated to someone you really can't stand.

[silverfuller]

I doubt I'd garner so much vitriol for the mere fact of my presence. Most here have far more important things to concern themselves with than me.

[And if he's wrong then, well, he's a wall of muscle under his chain mail and arming doublet. He would at least have some chance of getting away.]

Ah, but forgive me....

I am not trying to imply that you must come. You certainly do not seem the type to enjoy a social gathering. You've made that much abundantly clear.

But should you change your mind, you would be most welcome!

[He lifts his hand in the air suddenly and pumps a fist towards the ceiling. The thing creeping behind him flinches at the unexpected movement. Normally prey isn't so...animated...]

Who knows? You may find some time out amongst your peers wonderfully invigorating!

[maskintape]

[ Tim glowers at his feet for a moment, trying to calm down. This sucks. He sucks. Everything sucks. ]

Apology not accepted, huh. Should I have put on the mask first?

[ He's not serious as he says it, but then... Hrrm. He can't decide if that'd help or make things worse.

Plus the thought of putting it on while he's lucid skeeves him out like whoa. ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*He nods in response to 'man of few words.' The reasons why weren't exactly sane normal, but he preferred to speak as little as possible. Or, preferably, not at all.

Not quite sure what he's looking for, he pauses at the first nurse's station he comes across. It seemed like the sort of place to find medication, or possibly something else useful, so he starts going through it.
Then pauses for a moment to look back to his companion. Was he searching too or just on some attempt at guard duty?*

[0thingsonmymind]

*He sighs again. Tim does not seem to be having the same conversation as him and he's not sure how to remedy that.

No, wait, there was one thing. He holds up a finger--wait, please--and digs his tablet out. It wasn't perfect, but text was much easier than speaking. He fiddles with it for a moment, bringing up the notepad app and typing something in before turning it towards Tim.*

no need tobe sorry

[silverfuller]

[He's standing watch. When he receives that questioning glance he makes a broad gesture in the air with both hands.]

I'll stand guard.

Though I take no pride in admitting it, this place is quite unlike anything I've seen and I fear I wouldn't know what to look for, nor would I know if I'd found aught of value. The doctors and chirurgeons where I hail from kept much....simpler places of operation.

[0thingsonmymind]

*He nods and returns to searching. Anything that looks possibly useful he puts aside, though as he's not familiar with much of what he finds that pile is going to end up quite large.

He sighs and nods again after Haurchefant's statement about being unsure what to look for. He wasn't even sure anything here was helping.*

SORRY I'M A MORON I forgot the prompt T_T

[bookofnope]

Oh, it doesn't have to be about you, specifically. Only the usual reasons. Resources, competition...

[Beckett had been talking on the move, not really looking at the tablet until now, when Haurchefant's movement - and then the movement behind him - catches his attention from the corner of his eye. He stops. He might have traded snipes with the man, but that was really his default mode of social interaction. He is not actually interested in watching someone get eaten. Not live on video, certainly.]

Behind you. [No dissembling sarcasm now. Only a focused, snapped instruction. Without thinking he toggles on video view so that Haurchefant can see his genuine alarm.]

[maskintape]

[ Oh.

It physically hurts to read. Mostly because he thinks it's the same thing Brian would say - proper Brian, Brian before the tall thing reached inside him and put his mind through a shredder.

The tone and the reasoning behind it are likely completely different, but. It's still difficult to deal with. ]

...Right. You blame Alex for all of it, huh.

[ Not entirely unfairly. ]

He's not killing people any more. There - there's no point. People don't stay dead, so.

[silverfuller]

Some of these seem like they wouldn't be out of place in the hands of the Inquisition. Others...

[Haurchefant's eyes flick around the growing pile before he turns his gaze back to the end of the hall before them.]

Have you any idea what these contraptions are for?

You're good!

[silverfuller]

In my own country resources weren't-hm?

[Haurchefant blinks as the video at the other end of the (network? Linkpearl?) comes on and shows Beckett's face.

He looks over his shoulder, right at the shadow creeping towards him, then looks back at the camera, his expression a sneer of mixed confusion and curiosity.]

What? Is this some strange jest? If it is I'm afraid the humor is lost on me.

[0thingsonmymind]

*He nods; of course it was Alex's fault. Who else's fault would it be? Tim's? Don't be silly. It clearly wasn't the fault of either Tim.

Don't stay dead? But that didn't make any sense... Did that mean he might actually BE dead?*

how

[0thingsonmymind]

*He pauses in his search to follow Haurchefant's gaze then looks back to his pile. After a moment, he shakes his head. He's not used to seeing hospitals with...well, anything in them really.

He was sure he hadn't found what he was looking for, though, and ends the search with a sigh. He looks between Haurchefant and the mess he's made, canting his head slightly. Did you want any of that?*

@DIO | video | #1

[itsasteamroller]

[Huh. Was this young man...alright? (Young man, he thinks, as if he also doesn't look like he's in his early 20s) Dio's never seen him before, so he might be new, and it looks as if he's already having a terrible time of adjust...ing...?

What was that, near the curtains? That was certainly strange... Maybe if he kept the video feed going, he could see it move again. Anyways...]

I'm sorry, what kind of deck? [Curse these young people and their liberal use of acronyms.]

[maskintape]

We dunno.

[ This is easier, albeit weird as hell to be speaking to Hoods McBinary so civilly. Infodumping means he doesn't have to deal with the weirdness so much, though. ]

People die, then come back. But they get moved.

[ You know. Like the tall thing can do. ]

And they lose something. Memories, mostly.

[ WOWSIES this sure is sounding TALL THINGTASTIC ]

It's pretty, uh. Pretty goofed.

[0thingsonmymind]

*He's not sure if that's worrying or not. He's used to dealing with the Operator and its time-and-space shenanigans, so if that was the explanation for all of this at least he'd be able to deal with it. He's yet to see it--to feel it--in this strange place, but what else could do that sort of thing?
The idea that there might be two (or more?) of them is worrying. Far easier to accept that this place had something to do with the Operator, then. That maybe Tim's theory was right.

It wasn't a full answer, though. He needed more information to get that. Tim would have to help him whether he wanted to or not.

He nods slowly. It is pretty goofed, isn't it?*

[silverfuller]

[Haurchefant looks back at his silent companion but misinterprets the head tilt.

He unhooks his cloak and offers it.]

We can make a bindle of this and carry what we find within it. I am well enough familiar with the cold to survive without until we are ready to leave.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Huh. He must be better at picking out things that he thought if this guy thinks its all worth keeping. Well, no reason to argue that. If something turned out to be useless he could just let his new friend keep it.

He takes the cloak with a nod, spreads it out on a counter and starts moving things from the pile to a new pile on the cloak.*

[silverfuller]

We can sort through it all 'ere morning comes but until then we'd best keep what we find, lest we regret leaving aught that we may need.

[He watches the other man spread alien items out on the cloak then lifts his gaze again. This place is unfamiliar enough that he prefers to keep a close watch on the shadows...just in case.]