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: BUMP IN THE NIGHT It's dark out, and congratulations - you're inside! What's not inside, you might ask? Monsters. Shadowy monsters that have surrounded whatever house you've taken shelter in. They can't get in... or can they? From time to time, the doors and the walls creak as if under an unbearable pressure.
Who can sleep when it's like this? Maybe you should take to the network to find a distraction. Or maybe someone has advice for getting rid of those things.
TWO: BRING OUT YOUR DEAD We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:
...is that your name on that list? It might be. Maybe you should let the others know you're not actually dead. Or, you know, if you happen to spot the name of someone you know and love on there, it might be time to ask around and see if anyone knows what happened to your dearly departed...
Action Prompts
THREE: KYRIE ELEISON You've found yourself in a small chapel, complete with bolted-down pews, an altar devoid of symbols, and stained glass windows depicting various saints. It's quiet... one might even say dead quiet. Which is a really awful pun to be making, considering if you follow the stairs down to the basement you'll find a morgue.
Explore to your heart's content, but you'll be forced out at 7 PM. Hopefully you don't find any unfortunately familiar faces among the dead.
FOUR: LIGHTS OUT Against all odds, you've managed to make it to shelter for the night. You pull the door shut behind you and turn to look at your surroundings - and that's when you see it. A ... person. Is it a person? It's hard to tell, because a moment later, you're plunged into darkness.
...better hope that's another unfortunate visitor to Norfinbury you've been locked in with, and not something more threatening.
Wow, okay, he might look like one and all but he most certainly was not a woman. God, who knows how many people he had to gleefully punch in the face for making that mistake while he and Johnny roamed the red light district looking for the beansprout. That certainly almost permanently put him in a bitter mood then.
It was unfortunate that Kanda was relatively easy to taunt and fall for it. Especially when he was simply in a mood, as he was right now. Of course, it didn't help matters either that this Noah has barged in on him blindly. Kanda's pulling back though as Tyki staggers away from him.
"For someone who doesn't want to fight," Right now, anyway. "you have a piss poor way of showing it." Also, the fact that Kanda was actually able to push Tyki back isn't missed. Coupling it with the lack of Dark Matter from earlier and Kanda's quickly putting two and two together, which just gets him to smirk. Though he doesn't have Mugen, it looks like Tyki was in a more unfortunate situation regarding his abilities.
He doesn't care to address that jibe at him, though. That would only make matters worse. Instead, he's opening the match box and taking out one of the sticks and striking it against the side. Oh look at that it lights up after a couple of strikes. He's holding it for a moment before tossing it right into the pile of sticks and papers.
Oh look at that. He made a fire. He's still got that sharp stick, though. Pointy and ready to stab if need be.
At least he's not treating him like a woman. It would be odd even for Tyki to do something like that. He prefered his women to be actual women with beautiful bodies and long curves. Then again, with the way that most women hid behind perfumes, makeup and large clothes only he truly ever got to see them when they were exposed and laying naked beneath him indulging in what only pleasure could give through their bodies or... something as simple as sneaking out or being naughty when their father had already said no.
He knew how to court ideals and situations. He knew how to turn a bad thing into a good one and he knew well how to change something into something else profitable. He was not the brains of their family and only the dutiful 'son' that played the part. Underneath was a monster that indulged in what his noble side could not. Which is why he's trying to stay calm right now.
At the sign of the fire roaring to life his eyes lift towards the stick and then straight up at Kanda's own smirking face. It was then that the swordsman would see those golden eyes and that umber grey skin on full display. He wasn't hiding at all as with only him there was no need to use his glamour.
Though he is sitting down and claiming the spot in front of him near the fire. Even those white gloved fingers are spreading out over it to warm them, "Ah, it seems you can light a fire after all."
Thank god, because that would certainly be awkward as fuck. And also an easy way to rile Kanda up, but Tyki had other ways of doing so if he truly wanted. Which he can tell that the Noah was tempted to right now, but given their situation it was best if they were civilized, albeit strained.
Kanda's frowning as Tyki makes a point to sit where he had been, staring down at the Noah with a scowl. Of course he was going to do that to be the dick that he was. His grip momentarily tightens around the stick he's holding, tempted to just kick or shove the Noah aside again but with a fire going, that wasn't going to accomplish anything.
Taking a deep breath, Kanda's moving to the opposite side of the fire and taking a seat, shifting some of the sticks and papers to add a little more fuel to the fire. Resist the temptation to fight. It's not worth it.
It would be extremely awkward to flirt with the enemy even if it was thrilling. Except Kanda just wasn't his type and the complete wrong gender.
Civilized was straining it entirely as Tyki was holding his hands over the fire and allowing the warmth to touch his gloves. It was hot and definitely something he shouldn't do for long but to feel such warmth even if a little pained made the moment better. If only he could lay down and get some sleep by its gentle touch. That is if a certain Exorcist wasn't in the room with him. It was amusing alone to see the other so calmed. To want to rip at those seams holding back the assassin was a thought.
Then again, this fire was rather nice. He was going to dig his hand into the bag he was carrying earlier and pull out some discarded papers and one set of crackers he had found. He'll open the pack with his fingers and sigh at the light wafers within. It was no steak and definitely no wine. It would barely fill his stomach like a sandwich would for a snack. It was so worth not fighting right now as if to indulge in this small little pleasure.
Try not to stare as he savors the saltiness as if to make it last longer. Totally normal.
No fucking thank you stick to your side of the goddamn shelter. If he had something to mark the room with he would because yes, while it is childish to a degree it would also make sure they also stayed relatively civil, save for snarking at one another. Though some the break of dawn that won't matter anyway. Kanda would be long gone.
It was definitely a strained silence between them. Think and heavy in the air as Kanda resisted the urge to fidget with Tyki sitting across from him. His distrust of the Noah wouldn't allow him to relax, seeing as if he did, no doubt would Tyki take advantage of it.
So when Tyki opens the package of his ration, it seems at least ten times louder than it actually was. Oh, he'll stare for a moment alright. Then he just resists the urge to roll his eyes at how the noble was eating it as if there was something to savor.
If Kanda marked the sides of the shelter in which Tyki couldn't cross he'd likely find some way to continue to cross it just to annoy Kanda. Oops, his foot slipped. Oh, did he fall asleep on the wrong side? It would be a game to him just to rile the other up. A fight was going to break out eventually when they were both warmed and ready to go.
Don't fidget. It would be far too cute for an Exorcist to do so with him there. He'd want to prey on it. He's trying to be good even if Exorcists had a way of bringing out what was natural inside of him. Not to mention Kanda would be easier to kill right now if he had his powers.
Crinkling and crunching getting on Kanda's nerves? Too bad. He's going to keep doing it as he opens each and every little package inside that big package.
Honestly, he wouldn't doubt if Tyki decided to do that if he had marked the room. Good thing he didn't plan on staying; if Tyki wanted to, that was fine. Kanda wasn't going to help him with anything. A fight was for sure going to break out eventuality, the only question was when it was going to. It would certainly warm them both up from the biting cold.
He's antsy and restless and irritated. Of course he's going to fidget a little. Prey on it though and he can't promise that he'll remain civil and composed. Nor could he promise that his new pointy stick won't get shoved right into his head.
Wow what a waste of rations if you're going to eat it all, Tyki. But thankfully Kanda's just busying himself with the fire and doing his best to ignore Tyki and all of the irritations that come with him.
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gleefullypunch in the face for making that mistake while he and Johnny roamed the red light district looking for the beansprout. That certainly almost permanently put him in a bitter mood then.It was unfortunate that Kanda was relatively easy to taunt and fall for it. Especially when he was simply in a mood, as he was right now. Of course, it didn't help matters either that this Noah has barged in on him blindly. Kanda's pulling back though as Tyki staggers away from him.
"For someone who doesn't want to fight," Right now, anyway. "you have a piss poor way of showing it." Also, the fact that Kanda was actually able to push Tyki back isn't missed. Coupling it with the lack of Dark Matter from earlier and Kanda's quickly putting two and two together, which just gets him to smirk. Though he doesn't have Mugen, it looks like Tyki was in a more unfortunate situation regarding his abilities.
He doesn't care to address that jibe at him, though. That would only make matters worse. Instead, he's opening the match box and taking out one of the sticks and striking it against the side. Oh look at that it lights up after a couple of strikes. He's holding it for a moment before tossing it right into the pile of sticks and papers.
Oh look at that. He made a fire. He's still got that sharp stick, though. Pointy and ready to stab if need be.
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He knew how to court ideals and situations. He knew how to turn a bad thing into a good one and he knew well how to change something into something else profitable. He was not the brains of their family and only the dutiful 'son' that played the part. Underneath was a monster that indulged in what his noble side could not. Which is why he's trying to stay calm right now.
At the sign of the fire roaring to life his eyes lift towards the stick and then straight up at Kanda's own smirking face. It was then that the swordsman would see those golden eyes and that umber grey skin on full display. He wasn't hiding at all as with only him there was no need to use his glamour.
Though he is sitting down and claiming the spot in front of him near the fire. Even those white gloved fingers are spreading out over it to warm them, "Ah, it seems you can light a fire after all."
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Kanda's frowning as Tyki makes a point to sit where he had been, staring down at the Noah with a scowl. Of course he was going to do that to be the dick that he was. His grip momentarily tightens around the stick he's holding, tempted to just kick or shove the Noah aside again but with a fire going, that wasn't going to accomplish anything.
Taking a deep breath, Kanda's moving to the opposite side of the fire and taking a seat, shifting some of the sticks and papers to add a little more fuel to the fire. Resist the temptation to fight. It's not worth it.
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Civilized was straining it entirely as Tyki was holding his hands over the fire and allowing the warmth to touch his gloves. It was hot and definitely something he shouldn't do for long but to feel such warmth even if a little pained made the moment better. If only he could lay down and get some sleep by its gentle touch. That is if a certain Exorcist wasn't in the room with him. It was amusing alone to see the other so calmed. To want to rip at those seams holding back the assassin was a thought.
Then again, this fire was rather nice. He was going to dig his hand into the bag he was carrying earlier and pull out some discarded papers and one set of crackers he had found. He'll open the pack with his fingers and sigh at the light wafers within. It was no steak and definitely no wine. It would barely fill his stomach like a sandwich would for a snack. It was so worth not fighting right now as if to indulge in this small little pleasure.
Try not to stare as he savors the saltiness as if to make it last longer. Totally normal.
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It was definitely a strained silence between them. Think and heavy in the air as Kanda resisted the urge to fidget with Tyki sitting across from him. His distrust of the Noah wouldn't allow him to relax, seeing as if he did, no doubt would Tyki take advantage of it.
So when Tyki opens the package of his ration, it seems at least ten times louder than it actually was. Oh, he'll stare for a moment alright. Then he just resists the urge to roll his eyes at how the noble was eating it as if there was something to savor.
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Don't fidget. It would be far too cute for an Exorcist to do so with him there. He'd want to prey on it. He's trying to be good even if Exorcists had a way of bringing out what was natural inside of him. Not to mention Kanda would be easier to kill right now if he had his powers.
Crinkling and crunching getting on Kanda's nerves? Too bad. He's going to keep doing it as he opens each and every little package inside that big package.
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He's antsy and restless and irritated. Of course he's going to fidget a little. Prey on it though and he can't promise that he'll remain civil and composed. Nor could he promise that his new pointy stick won't get shoved right into his head.
Wow what a waste of rations if you're going to eat it all, Tyki. But thankfully Kanda's just busying himself with the fire and doing his best to ignore Tyki and all of the irritations that come with him.