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: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
Action Prompts
THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
Well, you know the old the saying: Home is where the pulsating mass of meat and muscles that constitutes your body is.
[He chuckles lightly, it sounds a little slurred.]
I visited Brooklyn once, or maybe it was a dream that felt like a reality. There were many tall buildings with windows that looked like gaping maws and streets filled with strangers lost in an ecstasy of fear and isolation. I am sure you must miss it.
Sounds like Brooklyn, all right. ...I do miss it. I don't really live there anymore, I'm kinda... out in the country, these days. I go where work takes me. Brooklyn's changed a lot, though, since I was a kid... some things are the same, but I barely recognize it. I think... it's still home, but I do sometimes miss the way things used to be. Some of the things, anyway.
It is only natural to miss the past, we all miss the past. With its comforting rose-tinted memories of things that may or may not have happened, often containing people that we have cared about and who are now lost to us. Lost to themselves. Lost to the world.
[He sighs wistfully. He sighs again for the cold.]
But we must focus on the now, however much we miss the past with its Brooklyn and Night Vale. It is not a pleasant now, it is a terrifying now filled with uncertainty and endless nights of blood-curdling shrieks to uncaring and unhearing administrators.
Except for the municipal buildings, the snow, the lack of any radio station, and the absence of the laws that govern our every day lives of course! But aside from those minor things it's practically identical.
[For once, brevity is actually the name of the game. A game without knowable rules, without a board, without even a set number of players. But at least a game with a name.]
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snowblindmemes2015-10-15 02:54 am
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[He chuckles lightly, it sounds a little slurred.]
I visited Brooklyn once, or maybe it was a dream that felt like a reality. There were many tall buildings with windows that looked like gaping maws and streets filled with strangers lost in an ecstasy of fear and isolation. I am sure you must miss it.
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Yep. That's exactly what they say.
Sounds like Brooklyn, all right. ...I do miss it. I don't really live there anymore, I'm kinda... out in the country, these days. I go where work takes me. Brooklyn's changed a lot, though, since I was a kid... some things are the same, but I barely recognize it. I think... it's still home, but I do sometimes miss the way things used to be. Some of the things, anyway.
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[He sighs wistfully. He sighs again for the cold.]
But we must focus on the now, however much we miss the past with its Brooklyn and Night Vale. It is not a pleasant now, it is a terrifying now filled with uncertainty and endless nights of blood-curdling shrieks to uncaring and unhearing administrators.
Sooo... a very normal kind of now, really.
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Except for the municipal buildings, the snow, the lack of any radio station, and the absence of the laws that govern our every day lives of course! But aside from those minor things it's practically identical.
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[Trying to avoid telling Cecil that his home sounds 'horrible' Steve instead makes an awkward, not-a-word-in-any-way noise. Smooth, Steve.]
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[For once, brevity is actually the name of the game. A game without knowable rules, without a board, without even a set number of players. But at least a game with a name.]
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I get that. I hope that, despite your... current situation... you can make it back there soon.