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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!

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[Haurchefant's eyes are not as sharp here as they were back on Hydaelyn but the cant of the head still captures his attention.

He glances over at the hooded figure and arches a brow, not understanding the meaning of the gesture.]

Unless you've any better ideas?

As long as we sleep in shifts at least some of us will be able to stay sharp and on our guard.

[He beats a fist against his chest.]

I am willing to take first watch, if that is a concern.

*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.*

[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.]

*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?*

[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.

*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.*

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?

*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?*

[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.

*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.*

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.]

*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.*

[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...

*Okay...lets just try again here...

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

[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...

*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.*

[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.

*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.*

[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.]

*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.*

[Haurchefant is embarrassed over his reaction, but the feeling passes as quickly as it comes. He's never been the sort of person to dwell on embarrassment.

After giving the mop a warning scowl he follows after his companion.]

Are you heading back to the doors? They'll not be open for some time.

*He nods, then motions towards the floor with the bundle. There's no reason to carry this around everywhere and they'll have to go back to the exit at some point.*

[It takes a moment for Haurchefant to understand.]

Are you quite certain you wish to leave the bindle behind? There is always a chance we'll find more that we need and I haven't any pockets. Do you?

*He nods, picks at the cloak and then shakes his head. He's not really sure how to communicate what he wants to do so he just keeps heading back to the entrance and dump everything out there.*

[Haurchefant follows and watches with quiet concern. He's dealt with quiet types before but this fellow is completely silent. Silence is hard to read. It's stifling, almost.

With a voice, at least, he can get a sense of a person. He's not sure he can call his companion anything other than "stranger".

When the man drops the wrapped cloak, Haurchefant spreads his hands.]

I suppose we'd best keep looking for the medicines. Of the many supplies in this peculiar labyrinth I can hardly think of aught that would be of more importance.

[But he still has no idea where to look. Where he's from hospitals are single corridors lined with beds. This...this is different]

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