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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!

0thingsonmymind: (pic#9471494)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
*He does not understand all of those words but he thinks he gets the general idea so he nods.

Once the pile is moved onto the cloak he bundles it all up in what seems to be the best way to carry it. He's not entirely sure as this isn't a method of transport he's used in the past.

Before picking up the bundle, however, he picks up an empty pill bottle. He clears his throat to get his companion's attention and shakes the bottle. He needs actual pills, please keep an eye out for those.*

[personal profile] goregies 2015-09-18 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[It's probably Maybelline, let's be real. But he knows that feel, bro.

Speaking of bro, this...! Is normal and friendly enough that he gives a smile and edge of a light laugh that he doesn't need to work at. Not so much, anyhow.]


Skip out on -- all of those you can.

[He shrugs a little, rubbing at a wrist somewhere below the screen. And on the screen, a little black thing comes back into view, peeeeering ever closer in.]

Necessity's the mother of invention, bro. Way to make anything work.

Probably something better than that for the perpetually-divided party that We of Norfinbury look like we got here, too, I mean if -- you got any ideas. Unless you do, hey -- consider it in my plans to... to work some shit out.

And like -- if you know of anyone else who'd be game, hey, maybe we could get some, uh -- collabing on cards going.
silverfuller: (Agus feadanan gan gleusadh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant looks at the bottle, then at the bindle, then back to his companion, his expression uncomprehending.]

Is there not enough room left for the bottle? There ought be...
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
*Okay...lets just try again here...

He opens the bottle and shows that its empty, then shakes his head again. Empty is bad.*

[personal profile] goregies 2015-09-18 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeahhh Josh hadn't counted on this guy getting the reference.]

Sesh --

[And while Beckett's apparent confidence in their situation contrasts with Josh's position neatly on-edge, ahh, the dryness, the latter can manage in a spot like this. Thoroughly.]

Session 9, man.

[Nah, don't get him wrong, Josh is not expecting sympathy, especially when he might be better at acting chill-as-heck himself if he was with someone less who the heck is this guy than... this guy, in the first place. So. Listen but physically detach. Let's make... something fairly a'ight out of this. Slow wandering, taking mental inventory of the room, checking for any already-open doors that might have something concerning behind them.

No need to ask, though, he'd have a load of faith in a hospital's ability to provide impromptu weaponry.

Turns his head and quirks his brow on that grin, then pulls his eyes back away and drops in his comment re: a bonesaw:]


Yes, please.

[Short answer. Easy to drop with some put-on nonchalance.]
saveachocobo: (I got nothing. Again.)

[personal profile] saveachocobo 2015-09-18 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[If he was sound of head this would be the point in which he'd just yell at Zell until he walked into another room or something and shut the door. If his head didn't pound because he shouted (and nearly dropped the tablet but settled for a cringe), he'd be sure of what he saw.

But it's not.

He basically had a date with a Marlboro and felt like shit. Instead, he squinted and wished, oh he wished, he had an Esuna and five Cure spells to pound down like shotglasses at bars he couldn't get into even if he flaunted his SeeD status. (Look, it's Galbadia.)]
Tilt your device that way. [Shadow-wards.]
silverfuller: (Thòisich dealt na h-oidhch' ri tùirling)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Slowly the gears of understanding start to grind in Haurchefant's head. Oooooh.... Well that concern makes much more sense.]

Ah, you need a full bottle! I'll keep my eyes open, my friend, though I know not where I'd look.

If there should be medicine in there it could be a difficult find indeed. Even mine own apothecaries are seldom wont to let me touch their wares without their permission. Here it could be likewise.

[A sweeping gesture.]

Medicines and potions kept carefully under lock and key...
0thingsonmymind: (Sitting)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
*He nods, glad that worked because he wasn't sure how to try communicating that next. He puts the empty bottle down and picks up the bundle, careful to not let it somehow spill.

He sighs to the last bit and nods slowly. Having never actually had a prescription for the drugs he needs he knows all about medications being locked away. This place was lacking the people responsible for that, though, so that was kind of good. Breaking into something was easier if you didn't have to watch out for the owners.*
silverfuller: (Uair eile gu bhith og.)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant falls into step alongside the silent fellow.]

On the matter of finding where these medicines might be I fear I'll be of little use.

If you've any ideas then lead on, I shall follow.
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[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
*He starts back towards the entrance. They can drop this stuff off there and either sort through it, let it wait until morning, or go looking for more. He's not certain which is best yet.

But, no, he has no idea where to find the medication he needs, or any medication here. It was a hospital, so it must have drugs, but where were those normally kept? Maybe he should look just for that instead of looking for 'anything of use.' It was going to become important sooner or later.

He shakes his head. He's just going to have to hope he gets lucky in searching.*

[personal profile] goregies 2015-09-18 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[While oblivious to one-sided perception of generational difference here, 'ey - for what it's worth, he's pretty steady and clear on his answer to that.]

C.A.H.

Cards Against Humanity. It's a party game.

[He nods, with his head fallen to the side a little.

Ee-yup. He's peachy.

And has a black shape poking its... head? back out from where it had ducked.

Josh assesses the tablet as he talks about it, just looking back in flickers at the screen - even if Dio pegs the shadow movement quickly, iiit'd be a moment or two before Josh sees him do it.]


We got these tablets; there - [Shakes his head. Half-sleepily and half-restlessly as opposed to negatively.] - there've gotta be countless ways you can get -- some hanging-out in, with distant survival buddies, here, be-besides just using, like... one-on-one text, calls, and facetime as they are.

[And the shadow's slunk out from behind its little hiding/peeking spot. Slowly moving one shadowy step forward.

Josh quirks his brow. Looks back up properly.]


Like -- ...hey.

You been here, for... -- long? At -- ...at all?
swatsflies: <user name="peachhoney" site ="livejournal.com"> (I probably bonked my head)

[personal profile] swatsflies 2015-09-18 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
...you're joking, right? [Maybe Irvine was just seeing things. Yeah, that had to be it.

He'll comply and tilt his tablet.

The shadow was moving closer.]
Irvine? What is it?

[Giving a quick glance over his shoulder to see what if anything was back there. Zell couldn't see it.] You're really freaking me out.
lancingintherain: art by me (N O P E)

2 - hdu not have icons, you scrub

[personal profile] lancingintherain 2015-09-18 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Freya can hardly believe her eyes. Long, fluffy ears, a tail, that nose, fur all over—he's not just not human, he's not human like her. He's obviously not one of her people, but he's still closer than anyone else has been. Immediately, she feels a sense of kinship, and less alone—and quickly reminds herself that this guy is still a total stranger, and she still needs to be careful.]

[and so, like anybody else would, he gets an audio message from @crescent on his tablet.]


...Um. Hello? Am I interrupting?

[someone deliberately filming himself talking to thin air isn't the weirdest thing that's happened.]
lancingintherain: art by me (if you were me you'd be drinking too)

THREE - autocorrect keeps changing his name to "Haurche can't", which is very rude

[personal profile] lancingintherain 2015-09-18 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[she hovered just around a corner with her iron fire poker raised when she heard someone slam against the door, but she relaxes when she hears his voice. He sounds okay and not violent, even... nice, and just frustrated. She can't blame him.]

[she steps around the corner with a small smile, trying to look friendly despite the weapon still in her hand. She notices his long ears—another nonhuman, then. And Gods, is he tall. She touches the brim of her hat politely with her off hand as she looks up at him.]


Hello, there! Good news is there are plenty of beds—bad news is, none of them are made up. This hospital isn't very hospitable.

[she didn't mean to almost make a pun, but she powers through it with a straight face.]
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[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He sighs.]

I see.

You are nearly as perplexed as I.

Mayhap together we can still find the supplies we seek.

[He stops and opens a door as he passes it. A mop falls out, nearly knocking him on the head. He manages to launch himself backwards and land in a defensive stance, eyes wide, as if he were being attacked.]
silverfuller: (Is a bha i nuair bha mi 'nam phaisd)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
As long as there's a mattress then I shan't complain.

[He turns towards her and tilts his head. He's never seen a creature quite like her but there is a grace in how she carries herself that he can't help but admire.]

Pray forgive my observation, I do not mean to pry, but you've the air of a warrior about you.
saveachocobo: (Got more. They just don't fit.)

[personal profile] saveachocobo 2015-09-18 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Squinting so hard even as he looks and feels like he wants to vomit a little right now. There appears to be a shadow. It's sort of oozing in Zell's way. It doesn't seem to be going away.]

There's a shadow...thing movin- [Ngh.] just get in a new room.

[Clearly he's just seeing things but it's still driving him nuts.]
lancingintherain: art by me (people who eat pickles are good people)

[personal profile] lancingintherain 2015-09-18 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[she brightens noticeably at that—it's by far the nicest first reaction anyone's had to her so far, and she immediately decides that she likes him.]

Do I?

[she grins wryly, and looks down at her fireplace poker. She'd give a kidney to have her real spear back.]

Was it my fine weapon that gave me away?
silverfuller: ('S bhiodh sinn granail dol dhan leabaidh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-18 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed it was!

The way you hold your weapon-though a spear or lance it may not be-puts me in mind of the dragoons of home.

[He wistfully places a hand over his heart.]

Such magnificent warriors...

Hm. My apologies.

[He waves a hand in the air and smiles softly as he attempts to guide his flight of fancy back to the ground again.]

You've no idea what I speak of. At times I almost forget we all hail from different worlds and I am ever eager to discuss my homeland. I miss it so.
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[personal profile] itsasteamroller 2015-09-18 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a good thing Josh is finally looking back at Dio because he definitely seems to be looking past Josh, at something. What on Earth is that thing? Was it one of those monsters? He's never personally seen one before, and it's moving so slow and deliberately too.]

Er... Yes. Almost a month, from my count.

[Gee Josh, what could this dude possibly be distracted by? If only someone here would actually point out what they're seeing. Too bad that someone is more curious about the monster than saving your ass.]
baymaxing: (I hear the crowds beneath me)

one; @newangle; voice

[personal profile] baymaxing 2015-09-18 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Hiro is about to reply. Really. But what really gets his attention when he's about to is the shadows. It instantly has him on alert, eyes wide, recalling the creature his group encountered and how Jim tried to barbeque it with the flamethrower. Which only made it madder. You can't fight them. Only run.]

Do it as many times as you want. Just....in another room?

[Trying not to scare the newbie, right? Or have him just laugh and scoff at the scared kid that is obviously pulling his leg at there being something behind him.]
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[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 12:21 pm (UTC)(link)
*He sighs as well and nods. Why couldn't things be labeled clearly? How was he supposed to know what all the things here meant.

He stops short as Haurcherfant jumps backwards and turns to face the perceived threat.
Except its just a mop and nothing else seems to be coming out after them. So he resumes heading towards the entrance, though if his companion doesn't follow immediately he'll wait for him.*
maskintape: (who can talk by radio)

[personal profile] maskintape 2015-09-18 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Since it's not like we can - we can shuffle up a deck or whatever, maybe if we ju--

[ As the shadowy thing continues its creepy creeper business, it occurs to Tim that his hallucinations are usually more... immediate. He's never hallucinated anything via video before - checking video footage is usually a way to reliably tell whether or not the things he's seeing are all in his head.

Which means that this is potentially Very Not Good, Not Even A Little Bit.
]

I - uh, hey, don't. Don't wig out on me, but you, uh. You might want to switch rooms. If you can.

[ If the guy's in one of the buildings with only one usable room, of course, he's going to be shit out of luck. Which is why Tim isn't telling him to look over his shoulder just yet. ]
maskintape: (and they'd go back in time)

[personal profile] maskintape 2015-09-18 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Goofed as FUCK. Tim offers the tensest and shittiest of half-smiles as he tries to consider his options. His immediate ones are pretty limited, sure - they're both stuck here overnight, sothat limits things to "stick together" or "don't stick together are you fucking nuts." After that?

He's pretty sure neither Jay nor Brian himself would be happy with Tim bringing him back to their current shelter like a stray dog. That doesn't stop him feeling responsible for him, though. Guilt complexes are a hell of a thing.
]

Uh -

[ He fishes around in his pocket again, retrieving his pills, and pours half of them out into his hand. ]

You, uh. Should take these, I guess. I mean, it - the thing could show up any time, so.
0thingsonmymind: (Glowing)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-18 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
*What.

Was Tim just...giving him the pills? Seriously? That's so far out from what he's used to he can barely process it. He just kind of boggles at it for a few moments before recovering.

There had to be a catch, right? There's no way Tim would give away something so valuable otherwise. But what could it be? He had almost nothing here.*

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