singularityderp | Dark Future Meme (as requested)

DARK FUTURE MEME
[We know who it is we want. We have a collective mind.
We don't miss a single step. We're always right behind.
We know we serve someone else. We have swallowed our pride.
We march to this tune of loss. We take this in our stride.]

Ten years later, humanity and the synthetic life on the station are at odds
Hypatia has inducted as many citizens of Sacrosanct into a private military and launched
an all-out war against organic life and the people of Asphodel.
Some were kept on the station as captives, some escaped down planet-side
to become part of the resistance, and countless others were re-purposed into
Hypatia's willing slaves.

Where will you be?

How this works:
-If you are synthetic or part-synthetic, OR if you have special armor (Looking at you, Spartans, Troncast, EVERY ROBOT EVER) you are a target for re-purpose.
You can still have escaped down to the planet, but she'll be after you. Going to the station is dangerous, once you enter her wide-area-network you are at risk of being hacked
-If you are fully organic, you are either dead, kept prisoner and made to work on the station, or part of the resistance on Asphodel.
-Anything in-between? You decide. Be creative with this.
-Fill out the form below to give us an idea of what your character is up to, what happened to them etc. Thread with each other! RP it out!
-Also, bring in your extra journals! There won't be the same people on the station ten years from now! If you're planning to app someone, or just have something interesting lying around, toss them in!

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Good morning Karkat. Oh, what's that? You wanted to get your nocturnal-species sleep on??

Fuck you, have some shitty beach sounds instead, courtesy of that asshole who lives outside your house and refuses to sleep anywhere that isnt a box and/or tiny failshack. This CD has been running on loop all night. Jack sleeps in. He's not going to turn it off any time soon (if ever).

d w i

Despicable mammalian son of a fuck, not again. Karkat doesn't sleep much-- even less than he did when he was younger. Recuperacoons were long since gone; trolls had to deal with the bullshit stupid dumb human bed things that did absolutely nothing for a troll's inherent need to have the worst, most violent dreams ever. So, when Karkat decided he actually needed to sleep, he needed to sleep. Unfortunately, the peaceful, lulling sounds of waves and sea gulls made sleep no longer a possibility.

He lie in bed, promising himself that when the CD repeated for the 612th time, he would do something about it (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lie#Bluffing). It had hit that 612th repeat about three hours ago.

"JACK." If Karkat's anything like me on a debate trip when someone deprives me of sleep, this is one of the most scariest sounds you could ever imagine. Fortunately for this log, Karkat won't be trying to smother anyone with a pillow BECAUSE THEY WERE SNORING SO FUCKING LOUD AND I HAD SEMIFINALS THE NEXT DAY AND GODDAMNIT HOW CAN YOU SLEEP LIKE THAT?!!

"JACK. JACK." Karkat's at Jack's boxhome, kicking the side.

"FUCK. JACK. JACK. FUCKING FUCK. JACK." He is incapable of coherent sentences and may or may not be frothing at the mouth.

Jack is suddenly startled awake by his house shaking and some asshole screaming at him. So he does what any ~~sane~~ paranoid stab-happy psycho would do, which is to shoot a fucking knife out of his arm at whoever was unfortunate enough to be kicking the shit out of his boxhouse.

Except it's Karkat and this happens every week, so everyone should've seen this coming.

He punches the flap out of the way to glare at his stabson, who is probably bleeding everywhere now. "What the fuck do you want?!"

At this point, Karkat's pretty much used to stabs. He doesn't react to the blood; he doesn't even react to the knife. Just. Yanks that shit out. Throws it on the ground. Maybe even stomps on it a little.

"Can you go one fucking day without your squawkbeasts." Note how that's not a question.

"Fuck off, Karkat!!"

Would you really deprive your poor old stabdad of his squawkbeasts, Karkat? Even when you know they're the only thing that keeps him calm? Just get earplugs, gosh. Option B would only lead to horrible nightmares and Jack flipping the fuck out anyway.

Also damn you for stomping on that knife, it was his favourite. He's snatching that back ASAP and reloading it, just in case he feels like shooting anyone else, or the same person multiple times.

Truth be told, no. Karkat wouldn't deprive his stabdaddy of his squawkbeasts. Instead, he just sits down, back to the boxhome. Sighs while trying to get his clothing to stick to the stab wound, since it's already healing up.

"Go back to sleep, fuckass."

Dark Future Meme (as requested)

Re: KARKAT VANTAS

kite if you aren't in bed, i am going to fly to canadia and double ground your ass.

what if i just took my laptop to bed with me

it must be used as a pillow.

can i put it between two pillows and use that as a pillow

nope