Dark Future Meme (as requested)

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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!


<B>Name:</B> (Derp or Derpina.) <B>Current location:</B> (Where are they? Sacrosanct? Asphodel?) <B>Current Physical Appearance:</B> (What do they look like now? ) <B>Summary:</B> (Tell us the story. How did they get to this point? What happened to them? What are they like?

Comments

[shipper]

"What's a Nepeta?" That was a word she hadn't hear before, at least from the people who had shuffled through her tunnel. It must have been an important one, because the man looked like he was going to cry when he said it.

Nepeta leans in even further, curiosity overriding any interest she had in playing deadly games. For all her ferocity she was still interested in new things, albeit at a much less frequent pace.

what is your AIM

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Don't fuck with me." Terse. On edge.

John sit down, but i'm rarely on it. hit me up on plurk instead. c:

[shipper]

"Don't use words I don't know!" She's frowning again, upset that he won't give her an answer.

which one is your plurk 8|||||||||||

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Nepeta, that's your fucking name! How long have you been down here?! Fucking goddamnit, the whole time? Is this where you've been?! I LOOKED EVERYWHERE FOR YOU."

He's approaching. Very, very cautiously. One step at a time. But his sickles aren't raised, and he's not going to attack.

singing_monk don't make that face at meeeeee

[shipper]

She's taking a measure step back for every step he takes forward. Nepeta doesn't like what he's saying, not at all, and she doesn't want him any closer than he is now. One of her hands twitch at her side, ready to unsheath the claws for a show of aggression if he doesn't get the message.

"I've always been here. I've never been anywhere else."

dont judge me broooooooo

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Bullshit." He stops though. Doubt begins creeping in. Maybe it isn't Nepeta? Maybe the robots got to her? Maybe...

Maybe...

Fuck.

"Nepeta, come on. Let's go."

/judges harshlyyyyyyy

[shipper]

"Go where?"

She shouldn't leave. This is her territory. Someone might come in and try to take it from her. And besides, where else was there to go? There was only this tunnel, and the outside where her meals wandered in.

cry

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Get you cleaned up. You're a fucking mess. I--I've got a hive. It's small, but you can stay. ...With me."

He captchalogues one of his sickles and holds his hand out.

you brought this one yourself

[shipper]

"...but I don't know you."

Nepeta doesn't move, although a voice in her head tells her she should run run run now before something terrible happens. For some reason she doesn't want to listen to her instincts for once.

/cries more

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you do." Because this is the best way to connect to someone.

/remains unmoved

[shipper]

"Just because you look like me doesn't mean I know you!" Her voice wobbles a little, although whether it's from frustration or uncertainty is impossible to tell.

/cries a river

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"I'm Karkat, you fuckass! Just look at me, goddamnit! Just because I don't have nubs anymore, it doesn't make it any less true!" Hornpoint. They are still kinda nubby.

/wades through

[shipper]

"Don't know a Karkat." This statement is definitely uncertain, most likely because she's trying not to laugh too loudly at his stupid tiny horns. Hers are way bigger.

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Don't you fucking laugh!"

[shipper]

All that did was make her laugh harder - Nepeta's restraint was even worse after being alone for so long. "But they're so useless! You couldn't do anything with them!"

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"STOP FUCKING LAUGHING, WHAT THE FUCK. I DON'T NEED TO DO SHIT WITH MY HORNS." Some things never change.

[shipper]

"You don't because you can't! You might as well not have any!" Ah yes, the maturity that comes with age.

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'M TAKING THIS BULLSHIT FROM A CAVE-DWELLING CATGIRL!"

[shipper]

"Nubhead, nubhead! I bet you can't do anything with them."

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THEM?"

[shipper]

"Nothing, they're too tiny. I can rip open stomachs with mine! It's fun, even if that means the game is over."

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"That's pretty fucked up." (unsure)

[shipper]

"Nope, it's fun! I'll show you if you lose, ok?"

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

"Did you miss the part where I said I'm not playing your shitty games?"

[shipper]

"But you started one! It's pretend, right? You're pretending you've seen me before."