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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snowblindmemes2015-09-16 12:08 am
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[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.
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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?
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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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You're right, but our worlds can't be so different—one look, and you knew I prefer a spear. ...There's something of a warrior in you, too, to spot that so easily. Am I wrong?
[she's still friendly, but also subtly taking in his posture, his outfit, and everything else, to figure out what she's dealing with. This dude knows his stuff.]
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[He spreads his arms, showing his steel haubergeon, then puts a long leg forward and stoops into a deep, elegant bow.]
Lord Haurchefant of House Fortemps, milady.
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[she still feels uneasy about sharing too much info with a stranger, even one as elegant and apparently sincere as him, so she just says:]
It's pleasure to meet you, milord—um, although the circumstances are much less of one. Please, call me Freya.
[she glances behind her at the dimly-lit lobby, then back again.]
Not to be rude, but we shouldn't linger. ...Do you have a weapon on you?
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[He sighs.]
I lost my sword on arrival and have yet to find a suitable weapon.
[He spreads his hands in a shrug.]
Thus far I've made use of whatever's been around me. 'Tis a bit more barbaric than I'd like but preferable to risking the snows with naught at all.
sorry for the wait!
My spear was confiscated just like your sword... and everyone else's weapons, too. Our captors must have themselves a very fine armory by now.
[she swaps her poker to her right hand, slips a dagger made from a sharpened butter knife out of her coat pocket, and holds it out to him, handle-first.]
Here. Borrow this. It's no sword, but it'll serve you better than nothing.
It's okay!
It's not the first time he's held a knife but he's never been very dexterous with small edged weapons. Not in combat, anyway. Sure, the first time he'd ever taken a life had been with his hunting knife but he'd killed those bandits with blows driven by primal rage, not skill.
It shows in his somewhat sloppy jabs.
He smiles at the woman as he crouches down to slip the knife into the straps of his greaves.]
You've my thanks.
I fear it's been some time since I used such a small blade but I'd rather a kitchen knife than a rock.
[He tilts his his head as he stands back up.]
I only wish I could repay the gesture.