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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 2015-09-20 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
*He pauses, considering. The word was familiar but he's not sure what the actual meaning is. Something to do with medicine, he's pretty sure, but that doesn't help when they're in a hospital. So, still coughing, he just shakes his head.*
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.
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.*
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.*
silverfuller: ('S dheanamh dhachaidh air 'ur socair)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant, momentarily forgetting this man isn't fond of touch, reaches out to rub his back soothingly as he finishes coughing.]

I was asking why you are wandering about, sick as you are.
0thingsonmymind: (Operator)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
*He shifts away from the touch, though not with as much force as before. The fit took a lot out of him.

He shakes his head. Its not much of an answer but he doesn't really have one.*
silverfuller: Screenshot by Haurchefant Forgery (Unicorn) (Shèid a' ghaoth 'na h-oiteig chùbhraidh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[He sits back and taps two fingers against his temple, looking at the other man with a tired smile.

He titters.]


Your verbosity is, as ever, staggering.

I hope in the future, at least, you will rest if find yourself so ill. There is little you can do, either for yourself or for anyone else, if you are coughing up your own lifeblood and growing weaker by the bell.

0thingsonmymind: (Sitting)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
*He sighs and slowly stands up, using the wall for support. Aside from the pills there seemed to be little he could do about his sickness but wait out the spells. He was used to it, at least, though he's not sure if its getting worse or not. Its simply been a thing for as long as he can reliably remember. At least it didn't end in a seizure this time.

He peers at his companion and cants his head. The other man's actions were baffling to him.*
silverfuller: (Madainn cheòthach earraich)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant rises with him and looks down at his mask from his height. This fellow is odd, and maybe not trustworthy but he tries to treat everyone as a potential ally, even as he keeps a close eye on them.

When the hooded head tilts his tilts his own right back.]


Yes? Why look at me so? You seem rather befuddled.
0thingsonmymind: (Default)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
*He nods. People don't just help him in his life.*
silverfuller: (Faca sibh an currac ud)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He places his hands on his hips.]

Pray do not tell me you are ever alone.

No man can truly survive as an island, my friend. At time we all need support, is that not so?
0thingsonmymind: (Dark)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
*Pretty much all of that goes over his head so he's just gonna...stare. And cant his head to the other side. Cause what?*
silverfuller: (Cnocan beag a muigh an sin)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[A small smile.]

I'm saying you act as if I'm the first person who's ever been concerned for you.

Though I suspect keeping people away is your intention.

[He gestures towards the hood and mask.]

Even I must confess I find your choice in clothing somewhat...sinister.
0thingsonmymind: (Dark)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
*That and Haurchefant's way of speaking is throwing him off.

He nods, though it isn't clear if its to the first part, the second part, or both. Then he just shrugs to the last bit. Sinister wasn't really the point but it could be a bonus at times.*
silverfuller: ('S ri mo thaobh Anna mo ghràidh)

[personal profile] silverfuller 2015-09-22 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haurchefant folds his arms over his chest.]

Now, were we at my garrison, I'd be telling you to stay put this evening and drink hot broth. But you'd likely not stay here and rest if I asked, would you?
0thingsonmymind: (I have what you need)

[personal profile] 0thingsonmymind 2015-09-22 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
*He shakes his head. Stopping isn't an option, he needs to keep moving. Finding what he needs--including answers--was too important.*