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?
[Steve listens attentively, and nods seriously when she's finished, satisfied.]
If it's your choice, I've got nothing further to say about it. ...That would make me a hypocrite. [He smiles wryly.]
...S.H.I.E.L.D.'s got its heart in the right place—especially now that we've flushed HYDRA out of it—but I don't always agree with their methods. If you change your mind, if S.H.I.E.L.D. does something you don't like, if you need help, you come to me, all right? I'll help you. ...Assuming we get out of this place. [Another wry smile.]
Steve nods and kneels down by fireplace. Digging through his bag, he pulls out a small pile of paper and a shard of metal with some cloth wrapped around one end.]
Actually, can you do me a favor? Twist up some of that paper and make a little pile in the fireplace.
[Steve sorts through the wood, selecting a few pieces and setting the sliver against one like a chisel. He uses the table leg like a hammer to split the wood, tearing off smaller, kindling-size pieces.
[ She ducks her head, chest going tight. She's still not accustomed to people standing up for her this way. She can't help the smile that pulls at the corners of her lips though. Alex was right. Steve Rogers is a real hero. She looks back up at him, raking a hand through her hair. ] You don't really think that they won't find us? Do you?
[ she sounds a little worried and the 'they' is S.H.I.E.L.D or maybe Natasha. She nods and moves over to sit on the floor next to him, taking the paper and twisting it up. She leans up every now and then to play a few of the little twists in the fireplace. ]
Thanks. For the offer [ She says after a long moment of silence. Her eyes cut to him and then back to the paper she's twisting. ]
[Steve smiles reassuringly.] Nah. Of course they will. S.H.I.E.L.D., the Avengers... I dunno where we are, but between Tony Stark and Jane Foster I'm sure they'll break the laws of physics to do it if they have to. Thor will get help from Asgard. They'll find us eventually, we just have to look after ourselves until they do.
[Steve glances up at her when she thanks him; he nods.] You're welcome.
[When there's enough paper Steve gives her a nod and starts making a little teepee of wood over it, starting with the smallest slivers of wood and adding bigger and bigger pieces. Then he digs in his pack again and pulls out a lighter.]
Found this three days ago, been waiting to find a place with good ventilation and some dry wood.
[Steve flicks the lighter on and starts lighting the paper twists, starting in the back of the teepee and moving his way forward, flicking the lighter off when the paper is lit in half a dozen places. The flames grow steadily, then start to crackle as the smallest wood pieces start to catch. Steve smiles, satisfied.]
[ Ava suspects that he's only saying that to make her feel better, but it works so she's willing to accept the possible lie as truth. She settles back to watch Steve with the lighter.] How long have you been here? Do you remember much about arriving?
[ Once the fire starts, Ava leans forward, hands held out to the small fire. She wiggles them, basking in the warmth coming from it.]
It'll be a week tomorrow. Don't remember much, no. We were doing some training at HQ, I took a shower, I was gonna go for a walk... and then I woke up on the floor of an abandoned house, here in Norfinbury. ...You?
[Steve watches the fire carefully, but it doesn't seem to need any help; it grows slowly, devouring larger and larger sticks. He grabs a few larger pieces from the pile and carefully adds them to the fire, angling them for maximum airflow.]
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If it's your choice, I've got nothing further to say about it. ...That would make me a hypocrite. [He smiles wryly.]
...S.H.I.E.L.D.'s got its heart in the right place—especially now that we've flushed HYDRA out of it—but I don't always agree with their methods. If you change your mind, if S.H.I.E.L.D. does something you don't like, if you need help, you come to me, all right? I'll help you. ...Assuming we get out of this place. [Another wry smile.]
Steve nods and kneels down by fireplace. Digging through his bag, he pulls out a small pile of paper and a shard of metal with some cloth wrapped around one end.]
Actually, can you do me a favor? Twist up some of that paper and make a little pile in the fireplace.
[Steve sorts through the wood, selecting a few pieces and setting the sliver against one like a chisel. He uses the table leg like a hammer to split the wood, tearing off smaller, kindling-size pieces.
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[ she sounds a little worried and the 'they' is S.H.I.E.L.D or maybe Natasha. She nods and moves over to sit on the floor next to him, taking the paper and twisting it up. She leans up every now and then to play a few of the little twists in the fireplace. ]
Thanks. For the offer [ She says after a long moment of silence. Her eyes cut to him and then back to the paper she's twisting. ]
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[Steve glances up at her when she thanks him; he nods.] You're welcome.
[When there's enough paper Steve gives her a nod and starts making a little teepee of wood over it, starting with the smallest slivers of wood and adding bigger and bigger pieces. Then he digs in his pack again and pulls out a lighter.]
Found this three days ago, been waiting to find a place with good ventilation and some dry wood.
[Steve flicks the lighter on and starts lighting the paper twists, starting in the back of the teepee and moving his way forward, flicking the lighter off when the paper is lit in half a dozen places. The flames grow steadily, then start to crackle as the smallest wood pieces start to catch. Steve smiles, satisfied.]
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[ Once the fire starts, Ava leans forward, hands held out to the small fire. She wiggles them, basking in the warmth coming from it.]
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[Steve watches the fire carefully, but it doesn't seem to need any help; it grows slowly, devouring larger and larger sticks. He grabs a few larger pieces from the pile and carefully adds them to the fire, angling them for maximum airflow.]