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: IM MEMORIAM Today, you've woken up to something more than a little concerning. The Admin's familiar Obituary posting has graced the Network-- We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one: But what follows isn't a set of names of people that you know have recently passed. No, they're all names of people you thought were perfectly fine. In fact, you just talked to them. But most concerning of all is that you can find your name among the list of the dearly departed, as well, and you know for a fact that you haven't died anytime recently--or at all. So is this a glitch, or a sign that maybe you should watch your back? TWO: THE UNLUCKIEST DAY You don't wake up feeling as if today is any day different from any of the others...but that all changes very quickly when something unfortunate happens. Maybe you pull your tablet out of your bag to find that the screen appears shattered like a mirror. Maybe the dark outline of a black cat pads along the bottom of your inbox. Maybe cement-like cracks appear along your keypad as you try to type, warning you not to step on them. Or maybe still, the shadow of the slope of a ladder looms ominously over your screen. Whatever it is, the end result is the same: suddenly, you're experiencing terrible bouts of back luck. It could come in many forms. Maybe you're tripping over your feet more than usual. Maybe you opened your bag after traveling to find a hole had ripped through the bottom and your lost some useful inventory. Maybe your rations have gone bad. Maybe you even injure yourself. Regardless of how it manifests, the status effect lasts until the rest of the day. Maybe you can turn to the network and see if others are experiencing the same or similar problems--or maybe someone has an idea on how to reverse it. THREE: TIPTOES.EXE IS HERE Sometime today you find an SD card that downloaded an app to your tablet. It's titled HIDEANDSEEK and has the picture of a doll as its icon. When you open it, it seems like it's a game to play against a digital opponent: a doll. The game appears to have two stages. In the first stage, the doll hides, and you need to travel around the house (is it just you, or does the layout of this house seem to always be the house you're in when you open it?) to find the doll. In the second stage, you need to hide yourself from the doll, and listen for its movements so it can't catch you. If it does catch you, it will be holding a knife. The screen goes red and the game crashes for the rest of the night. Somewhere on your body, a gash appears. It's nothing fatal, but maybe you should talk to someone about this on the Network. Action Prompts FOUR: RABBIT FEET It's been a long day of traveling, and you and your companion are glad to be reaching your final destination for the night. Someone's even built a rabbit out of snow outside of the door to make the place more inviting. Only...as you get closer, you realize that the tall, white figure is much too detailed to be anything made of snow. The slender figure has a body that could almost be human if not for the way that the limbs attach to the torso at odd angles, and the rabbit face has dark, hollow slits for eyes. It carries a small basket in delicate fingers. It waits for you. It waits for you to get closer, closer. It waits for you to try to get inside. FIVE: WHAT WE DO WITH THE SHADOWS You and your companion decided that, for whatever reason, this house was worth investigating. It took something unorthodox—like moving all the furniture to one place, illuminating certain segments of the room, reciting a message, or maybe something else—but by doing it, it seems you've invited another guest. It's a shadowy figure with no face and no discernible limbs, and it goes wherever you go, lingering behind you just so that you can only ever see it out of your peripheral vision. Your companion can see it well enough, though, and sometimes it follows them instead. It doesn't seem to be hostile, but can you know that for sure? Either way, lockdown has already fallen, and you're stuck with it through the night. SIX: A TENT-ATIVE FRIENDSHIP Everything has locked down for the night, and it looks like you're trapped outside. This almost certainly means death, but maybe you don't have to take it lying down. You walk for a while, and--what's that? Through the snow, the light of your tablet faintly illuminates the shape of a tent. It seems someone else is stuck out here, too, but they've been luckier in their searches than you. Time to go see if they'll take pity on you for the night. You probably don't have much longer otherwise...

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Amaterasu | Okami

[dogmata]

six ☀
[She had been foolish to travel so far off the beaten path. She usually heeded the warnings of the strange device strapped to her chest, but she was simply too far away from the closest shelter to make it in time; Issun always said she wasn't the smartest, but her instincts told her long before lockdown that she wasn't going to make it.

Her thick fur gives her more protection from the cold than most of the humans here have, but even still, the chill of the night is like nothing she's experienced before. Even the cursed winter of Kamui wasn't as bad as this.

The pads of her paws are well beyond numb by the time she stumbles upon the tent set up in the snow. Her drooping ears perk up, and she races over to the tiny structure. Never one for manners, she doesn't wait for an invitation before shoving her muzzle at the closed zipper of the tent to give it a good sniff and figure out how to get in.

Those who are skeptics might be a little alarmed to see a white wolf trying to get into their tent. Those who believe in the supernatural will see that she's as strange a captive as the rest of them, painted in red and emitting a faint divine glow.]

one ☀ @amaterasu, audio
[The voice that comes through the tablet in response to the obituary is not one that you'd think of as belonging to a wolf, if a wolf were to even have a voice. It's small, and nasally, and frankly pretty rude-sounding. It also doesn't sound like someone speaking into a microphone; the audio quality is very clear, much like the voices of the tablet assistants.] Hey, what the heck is goin' on here? Did the admin have a little too much to drink? Ammy here isn't dead! And the rest of you better not be, either. Furball is getting worried!