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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"I'm sure, I'm purrfectly sure, go away!"

The pun comes out naturally, without her even noticing it. Nepeta's head is hurting even more, memories long repressed fighting to burst their way back into the forefront of her mind. She made a frustrated sound and buried her head in her hands, knees coming up protectively around it.

Hearing that, she flinched. She couldn't have just said that.

What was Nepeta doing? Pounce just wanted to protect her, now. The way she withdrew herself, the frustrated sound she made. It was because of her, but... she just wanted to fix it for her. Cautiously, she drew forward by a few steps, keeping very wary of her.

"Purrlease, Kitten. You don't really mean that, pawnestly. You're just purrlaying, you have to be."

Come on... This had to help.

"Go away, go away! This is the wrong game, you're ruining everything."

The words are sharp, but they're dulled by both the desperation in their tone and the muffling effect of her buried head. Nepeta is busy trying to keep her mind in one piece and is barely aware that Pounce is still in the same place as she is, let alone drawing nearer. Why wouldn't it just leave her alone?

"This isn't a game, Kitten."

Oh dear. Whatever could she do? She was trying desperately to get trough to her. She knew that she was still there, she had to be. Tired of standing, she inched herself a little bit forward, then sprawled down on the ground. It reminded her of their cave, triggering the happy memories again. Pounce was laying her trust on Nepeta, hoping that she wouldn't try to lash out at her. She was just so tired at this point.

Nepeta watched her lay down on the ground through her fingers. Something about the scene snapped her mind, and the memories began to trickle in. She shut her eyes again, although her tone is more quietly tearful than upset now.

"...I wouldn't be allowed to purrlay this kind of game anyway."

"Even if seemed to be purrfectly alright. You were just being looked out fur."

Wait. Did she really just say that? She closed her eyes for the moment, leaning her head against one of her outstretched paws. "Just looking out fur you..." Her voice grew low, ears still pinned back as they were. It had been such a long haul for her, one thing after another. Finding peace again was so good on her.

Slowly, carefully, as if she expected to be rebuffed at any moment, Nepeta lowered her arms and moved to lean her head on Pounce's outstretched stomach. She's even stiller than she was before, fully expecting either her memories or her lusus to disappear at any moment.

"I did some bad things." Her voice is barely a whisper, but it's important she get this out.

This was really happening. She was so happy that she drew closer to her. The feline's ears pricked up to listen carefully to Nepeta. When she admitted that, she couldn't help herself but curl a little bit around her, purring quietly.

"It is alright, Kitten. I understand fully of why you did what you did. I was so scared that you didn't make it out."

She stiffens but doesn't pull away. It's nice to be touched after all these years in a way that isn't violent. She'd nearly forgotten what that felt like.

"I didn't think I was going to make it either. But...I don't think the others will understand. They'll be upset."

"They'll understand. Especially if it's both of us coming back. It was a confusing time, there was a lot happening. They need you, Kitten."

She gently gave her a lick, just one for now. Things were going to be okay, for what it seems. "I've purroven what I have, but... you'll be better to help them." So very tired she was.

"I miss them."

She's trying so hard not to cry, but it's difficult in this situation. Nepeta wants to see her friends again, wants to see them so badly it hurts, but there's no way they could forgive her for what she'd done. How many people had wandered into this tunnel only to run into her?

"We'll both go back."

They would have to, she would bring her back to them and things would be okay again. Another lick, and she purrs a bit. How she missed the simpler times, being able to be at peace again and just hunt freely. "They miss you, too."

"I hope so. I don't want them to hate me."

This was the biggest concern in her mind now, that she would arrive and after all these years her friends would hate her. They wouldn't recognize her, wouldn't think that this thing could have ever been Nepeta, would make her leave again. It was scary to think about, and even scarier that is was a real possibility.

"They won't, not with myself around. They'll understand."

She wanted to keep on reassuring her. She wanted Nepeta to realize that they would forgive her. She was still the same, if Pounce could recognize her, they would.

Yeah...

"Are you sure?"

Nepeta wanted to believe what her lusus was saying, wanted to trust her words so badly. There had to be enough troll left in her to want back, right?

"I'm pawsitive."

And she was trying her hardest to bring her back. She didn't want her to end up getting killed by one of her friends, she wanted them to be together in this time. They needed to be and she wanted to make sure Nepeta was going to be safe.

Dark Future Meme (as requested)

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legit tears.

all of them?

YEEEEEEEP.

awww

also watching the first lion king isnt making things better.

HE LIVES IN YOU

HE LIVES IN ME

HE LIVES IN US ALL

MUFASAAAAAA 8(