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

[howkickassiam.livejournal.com]

[ He just looks at her a moment, not quite sure what he's going to say in response.

Yeah, they will, tonight. And maybe tomorrow, too, and the day after, but their luck won't last forever. He's not an idiot, he knows that just as well as any other soldier.

So he bites his tongue and just nods, smiling at her, lifting one of her hands to kiss her fingertips. ]

I love you.

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

[She watches him as he looks at her, starting to worry a little when the silence stretches out and he doesn't respond right away.

When he finally does, she smiles back, squeezing his hand.]

I love you too.

[...And fuck seatbelts, it's not like anyone else around here has a car, it's not like there's traffic to worry about. She unbuckles it and slowly lowers herself to lay on her side on the bench seat, careful of her shoulder, ending up with one arm wrapped around herself and her head resting on York's thigh.

She raises her other hand to cover his knee, squeezing lightly once before letting go.]

C'mon, let's go home.

[howkickassiam.livejournal.com]

[ Things will be okay.

He tells himself that once, twice, and then a third time with a heavy exhale, just staring ahead for a moment. He's just about to bitch about the lack of a seatbelt when she lies down next to him, head on his thigh, and all the bitchiness seeps out of him, leaving him just looking down at her for a moment, smoothing a hand through her hair. ]

Okay.