Dark Future Meme

[notyourchauffeur]

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.

Now, tensions are at a peak and both sides are preparing for a throwdown. Skirmishes break out on the station and planet. Many of Hypatia's prisoners have been freed, but many more have fallen to the clutches of reprogramming.

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

[duplicities]

PLACEHOLDING.

[magicalpadawan]

PLACEHOLDING UNTIL I CAN TALK TO AUBREY

[thundering]

PLACEHOLDING

VICTOR FRIES/MR. FREEZE

[cryovengeance]

Name: Victor Fries/Mr. Freeze
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: No different than currently, considering Freeze doesn't age. His suit is more up-to-date, but that's the only true difference.
Summary: Over the course of time on Sacrosanct, Freeze's icy exterior has slowly melted -- but only to some. Most people are still brushed off at least verbally and he still has no qualms about killing those in his way, as well as an overabundant sense of vengeance.

Since Hypatia's uprising, Freeze was force to abandon Sacrosanct considering the technological advances of his suit and he could not abandon his suit since he needs it to survive and all. Reluctantly, he left swiftly, and found himself needing to keep his suit in high maintenance considering Asphodel is basically a desert planet. Should his suit fail, Freeze won't last long at all.

Currently, Freeze works in silence as the rebel's medic. He's generally uninterested in the well-being of most others, but he sees it as necessary in order to get back to Sacrosanct and learn to control the Rift. Otherwise, he will never find a way to reunite with his beautiful Nora.

oh hello there.

[punliners]

[Secret identity? What secret identity? Terry hasn't bothered with one for years. Doesn't seem to be much point.

Thus the reason he's pulled the cowl back and is leaning against Fries' door. No high-tech Batsuit for him, not after Hypatia put out her all points bulletin on anything more advanced than a toaster. This suit's durable, sure, but he can't fly, and it doesn't protect half so well against things like, you know, bullets and knife-wounds. Man, how'd the old man ever go retro like this?

Whiiiiiiiich would be why he's here. He's always gotten along pretty well with Fries, considering the whole super villain thing. And he doesn't mind so much going to the guy when he needs to be patched up.]

Hey Fries. Got a minute?

[he's not about to bleed out all over the floor, but his arm's a little busted up, okay? plz halp.

Also he has a bag over one shoulder. And he's so not mentioning what's in it yet. (power cells for Fries' suit. He's still a do-gooder at heart.)]

screw extra journals i have a paid

[knightofdarkness]

Name: Nemesis Prime
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Though he's abandoned the name 'Convoy', Nemesis is still a black Nissan. For all intents and purposes, he's virtually identical to how he looked before...though there are a few, semi-subtle changes.
He no longer wears the Autobot badge, for one. For another - his optics are black. No light shines within them. And weaponry...he still has his guns, though they can no longer shoot through time as they once did, but he also carries a pair of hand-sickles within easy reach.

Summary: When Hypatia began to reformat the synthetics, Nemesis - Convoy - was able to resist. His higher-dimensional processor gave him some resistance to her hacking, and he used this to his advantage, assisting in the evacuation of as many as he could. But even boulders can be worn down, and eventually, the world went dark.

Without his processor directing himself, Nemesis was little more than a killing machine. And in his processor, he was trapped in a memory loop, of pain and void and hell that he could not pull himself out of. It took Shockwave's skill to so much as pierce the veil, and even then, longer still for him to stop suddenly in battle, fall to his knees, and just scream voicelessly against a force he was utterly unable to stop.

It would have been far too easy if he was able to escape, then. He didn't. Hypatia brought him back, but the 'damage' had already been done - Nemesis had reawakened, and was able to keep himself away by submerging himself in Nemesis - the persona of a Herald of destruction, who lived only to serve the Will. This...this was easy. Too easy, and to kill so indiscriminately once more was anathema to the healing his spark had obtained, but it was the only way he would keep it and his processor intact.

As it was, Hypatia's programs remain. They press orders on him, ones he can only ignore or stall for so long. Most of the time, he doesn't; he is her servant, a tool, a weapon. He sows destruction and leaves havoc in his wake. But even though he has abandoned the name 'Convoy' and all the good it carried...this is as much as mask as the one he wears. For there are times when he'll interpret the orders differently, to allow a crucial slip...while he is efficient and while he is a valued tool, he is not perfection. And sometimes...one order must be ignored, so that another can be accomplished.

The reasoning for this is simple, the motivation held only in his spark where she cannot reach and read it. He has already served a Master, and She is not him. He serves only to bring himself closer to her, to be valued, and to be trusted. He serves so that one day, when her need of him is greatest, he will simply step aside and let her fall.

And even then - even that is not enough. It is impossible to be who he is, without craving more destruction. Subconsciously, so deeply even he is barely aware of it, Nemesis seeks the very power of the station itself, its own heart. He seeks it so that he may kill it, so that if he does fall in his search for revenge...then all will fall.

What judgement happens in whatever end he finds...he will gladly submit to.

TL;DR - Nemesis is now one of Hypatia's most favored killers who is probably reknown for being so goddamn terrifying. There are, however, a handful who know what he's doing - and who also know that he cannot help them.
Befriend at your own risk...unless you're one of Hypatia's. In that case, have a mostly-silent sentinel.

[revvedup]

Name: Max Guevara
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Essentially the same, but a bit thinner and with a few more scars (none too obvious, she heals quickly).
Summary: Max doesn't have the amount of training that Alec does and hasn't started running the Transgenic Underground Railroad yet, but if there's one thing that she knows how to do, it's survive. She's determined to help as many people do the same thing as possible and spends a lot of time running between Sacrosanct and Asphodel trying to help prisoners escape. While she still knows how to be a soldier, she stopped being 452 a long time ago and there are times when the war and all the loss starts to get to her, but there are very few who ever see her at her weakest.

SKYFIRE

[notyourchauffeur]

Name: Skyfire (He prefers to be called Jetfire after his reformat)
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: He dwells in his battle suit.

Summary: The Air Guardian had originally been part of the resistance, helping the uncorrupted parts of the population escape down planet-side. His suit, however, had made him susceptible to Hypatia's reach. It started with slow inklings, thoughts that did not belong to him. The suit had been designed to be a part of his body, his mind, everything hooked up to nerves and neural output. It was a ridiculously easy target, and she played with him so simply. Planting violence in his head, visions that made him sick. By the time he'd made it down to the planet with the rest of the refugees, it was too late.

Increasingly quiet, he isolated himself, no longer chatty. He took up arms (it wasn't the first time), and slowly his disdain for violence slowly trickled away as she molded him from above. His suit and his powers made him a weapon to begin with. He was large and imposing and perfect. Without his gentle disposition he suited her needs quite well, along with the rest of the synthetics or half-synthetics that she'd managed to reprogram or infect, he'd make a lovely addition to the ranks. Day by day, driving him insane, tweaking against his grief and doubt, against the people they'd seen slaughtered in her initial purge. She'd play those thoughts back to him over and over again, breaking down his guilt. Eventually she made one final push for reprogramming, and Skyfire had a psychotic break, fleeing for the station.

The rest of it had been easy after that. Wipe him of identity. Give him a new name. He proved so useful to her after that. He was re-skilled in combat and infiltration. His flight made him perfect for drops onto the planet to abduct whoever Hypatia saw fit. Whatever caught her eye, Skyfire was a missile to be aimed at it. He was given combat data from many of the citizens on the station, though he is powerful, his techniques are not polished.

He rose to be one of the commanders of her private army, violently policing those who were left behind on the station and killing whoever got in his way. Hypatia's way.

That is until Thane scored a winning shot with a disruptor round. He had actually been aiming to put Skyfire down as a sort of mercy-kill. Instead he crippled him enough that he could be captured and tediously repaired. Given his free-will back. So to speak. He was never the same after that, though. He was made a weapon, and it was a hard thing to break. He'd killed a lot of people. Now he skulks around the planet surface, fighting for the resistance. Quiet, surly, not having any issue with violence. Certainly not the happy, nature-loving scientist that once landed himself in the station.

He now prefers to be called "Jetfire" no longer feeling his old name is appropriate for his purpose now. He's become a vicious force to be reckoned with, and a serious vendetta against Hypatia for taking away what remained of his innocence.

THAT THING WE TALKED ABOUT

[knightofdarkness]

It's quiet.

The rock has settled, the last bits of dust slowly falling to the ground - that is, the dust that isn't being kicked up by his pacing, his examination of the rocks and rubble that have trapped them in here. He could shoot at them, no doubt, to try and break his way through...

It would collapse the cave. Nemesis emits a growl not unlike a frustrated animal as he rests a hand, the ping on his sensors to return faint but present.

He's been given an order. He cannot resist.

But at least it allows him to resist another order, one to kill, with the logic that it would prevent the newest from behind fulfilled. I need his help, he calmly informs the routines, and they leave him be as he tries to sort through his options and come upon a way out.

[im_apimp]

Name: Alec McDowell
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: A little older, a few more scars, but not obvious ones. Good genes are good genes. THINK DEAN WINCHESTER but less inclined to flannel.
Summary: The thing about having twenty plus years of military training and running the Transgenic Underground railroad in Seattle is that Alec is pretty good at doing the underground soldier thing. He's probably lost just as much as he's managed to save, and most of the time is more 494 than your loveable transgenic rogue. Very few people actually see Alec around these days, and if they do, it's people who have known him a very long time and he considers family.

The other seventy-five percent of the time, it's all soldier, all business. He's fighting a war, after all. People don't really need that other part of him. As a soldier, he's prone to taking risks, taking the sneaky or back way around things, and trying to use his intelligence to outsmart the robots. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. Probably spends a lot of his time running between the station and Asphodel trying to get as many people out as possible.

[selfgovernance]

Name: Charles Xavier
Current location: Asphodel.
Current Physical Appearance: Still not bald. He is, however, still paralysed.
Summary: Omega level telepath, anyone? Charles pretty much works as an event coordinator for the resistance, because it's pretty damn hard to tap into a telepathic broadcast being blocked by someone of his level. Plus, ten years to get really good at telepathy.

BY DAY HE IS PROBABLY A MILD-MANNERED SCHOOLTEACHER. No, seriously. He'd be making sure any children were getting at least rudimentary education while the war's going on. Since he can't do much to physically contribute.

Probably also has a mostly-handwritten library. Whoops.

[lithp]

Hi dad!

Sollux has his hands full every second, but ironically has more time than ever to socialize nowadays - he's got more processing power than he knows what to do with, in this system he's designed. Charles is one of his favorite people to talk to - he doesn't have to pull strings and mechanize his voice in someone's ear, but can just think in his father's general direction. So he's in the habit of talking to him at least every night; usually a few times a day.

How are things holding up on your end? It's been pretty quiet as far as her business is concerned.

[chozobloodrites]

Name: Samus Aran
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Largely the same as before, she's managed to keep herself free of most scarring. She had to cut her luscious locks though as, without Varia, they get it the way.
Summary: Samus of course knew first off that having an AI overlord was no bueno, she just didn't work fast enough to end it. When the uprising of the synthetics first started, she was on the front lines holding her own. The only problem: her suit made her an easy target. Varia was hacked, and while wearing it found that she could not control it. After killing some of her own comrades, she barely managed to deactivate it.

She hasn't purposely reactivated it since, as the second she does it will be once more beyond her control. And who knows if she could stop it again. However, with it being linked to her emotional state, there's always the risk that it could reactivate on its own if someone managed to make her emotionally compromised.

KARKAT VANTAS

[selfkismesis]

i am just copying and pasting the one from before...

Name: Karkat motherfucking Vantas
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Bigger, despite still being a bit stumpy for a troll. Typical difference between a 13 year old and a 23 year old. Basically, he looks a lot like the Signless, but more scarred. Missing a leg because why the fuck not. People in RPs need to lose their legs more often. It's always the goddamn arms.
Summary: GUESS WHO PREDICTED THIS SHIT?! BITCHES SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO OUR RESIDENT ROBOHATER.

Basically, the first signs of something fishy, Karkat was warning the shit out of everything that moved. Considering the fact that he was warning the shit out of everything that moved even before things got fishy, it's easy to believe no one listened. Ever. Since they never do.

When Hypatia made her move, Karkat gathered as many of his team of trolls as he could and absconded. It was early, quick, and as low-key as possible.

Karkat's all about the resistance. He's pretty vocal about how the resistance should make more raids on Sacrosanct to TEAR DOWN THAT BULLSHIT ROBOMENANCE AND SHOW THAT GODDAMN HYPATIFUCKASS WHO'S THE MOST FUCKING SUPERIOR (HINT: THE ANSWER IS US) also maybe save people, that'd be good too. If there are trolls/people he has CR with still on Sacrosanct, he will be obsessively obsessive about getting them back.

Personality-wise, Karkat's rage is a universal and temporal constant. However (depending on how many trolls/friends made it out/have been saved), he's much more bitter. Defensive. Paranoid as shit. Basically, take all of his bad qualities and multiply them by stupid.

It's safe to say everyone ever pretty much knows about his blood, though. FIGHTING ROBOTS MEANS LOTS OF INJURIES AND SCARS AND STUFF.

[lithp]

"Please tell me you didn't leave my new comm design off your ear because it's 'more techno robowitchery,'" Sollux's voice says tinnily on said comm unit. "Because I swear if you did I'm telling the whole Resistance you hatepail yourself thinking about Hypatia. On loudspeaker. You can at least try to have a little faith in me and my designs. Report."

[reunified]

Name: Michael Altman
Current location: Asphodel.
Current Physical Appearance: Altman has gone to shit, more or less. His hair is longer, he's given up on shaving, and showers are in short supply in the worm tunnels.
Summary: Altman dwells on the fringes of society with a small group of worm worshippers (ironically the same group that held him hostage another life ago). He formerly made attempts to involve himself with the Resistance, but as his mental health declined under the stress he started isolating himself more and more and, eventually, turned to wormblood to take the edge off. Things just got worse from there.

He's distrustful, insane, and nearly entirely consumed with the whispers of the Marker. The caves and tunnels he calls home are covered in Marker scrawls, fragments and jotnotes all related to the construction of another monolith. Generally hostile and avoidant, he prefers his solitude.

Basically? CRAZY OLD WORM-ADDICT ALTMAN.

[notyourchauffeur]

He's hot on the trail of one of Hypatia's most prized drones. Once the former shuttle finds his quarry, he's hard pressed to let them escaped. Tracking him down into the tunnels is dangerous, but he hardly cares about that these days.

He's been programmed to fight until there's nothing left.

At least now he can fight for the right thing.

As the tunnels narrow, flying and even running are no longer an option. He has no map of the tunnels this deep, and soon he finds himself completely lost.

Which... doesn't seem to bother him. He stalks the tunnels in his armor, still looking for the drone he chased down.

[allshock_notalk]

Name: Soundwave
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: A bit more scruffy looking, longer hair. Either Soundwave is wearing scraps of clothes, or he lives in his battle armor.
Summary:

Reluctantly, Soundwave cooperated with Skyfire to assist in the evacuation and survival to Asphodel. No fan of returning to the desolate planet, he's made himself scarce and distanced from the natives.

Eventually, when Skyfire became Jetfire, Soundwave has found himself embittered and more determined than ever to face and destroy Hypatia. He hopes to free Skyfire, leaving his potential death as the last option.

On Asphodel, Soundwave remains away from most others, preferring to act an independent agent.

[notyourchauffeur]

How things have changed. Now the shuttle is the one breaking and entering. Rather, he lets himself in and waits for Soundwave to be home.

He is one of the few people who can get away with calling him by his old name.

He chooses a space in the corner of his room and goes into partial stasis, waiting for his companion to return home.

Usually when he does something, he does it with a purpose.

There is no purpose to these visits, and when he is asked, he refuses to provide an answer.

[hammerhanded]

Name: Break"The Fuck"down
Current location: SACROSANCT WAS HERE. ASPHODEL IS A LOSER
Current Physical Appearance: Pretty much the same. He's a robot, so he doesn't age. He might have a few more shiny attatchments. Like hands that ACTUALLY TURN INTO FUCKING GUNS. My god what a novel idea.
Summary: You know how everyone picked sides in the war and all that shit based on personal preference and morals etc. etc. etc.? Well, Breakdown didn't really do that. He follows Knock Out and whoever's in charge, and Hypatia is most definitely in charge. That aside, he didn't like the looks of how the Resistance was treating their robots anyway, even if a handful of them weren't TOTALLY human. So Breakdown is currently on the station, Frankenstein-ing together upgrades with Knock Out for any of the willing or unwilling slaves that Hypatia has in her command.

The Doctor is in and so is his Assistant.
Neither of them give a fuck. B)

/sliiiiides in random journal >.>

[parangosky_jr]

Name: Serin Osman
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: somewhere around 6', 190lbs, Mediterranean features, hair streaked with gray
Summary: Finding herself in Sacrosanct would have done nothing to diminish her ONI Spook Senses, and so it's a fair chance that whatever went down, Osman was at the breaking edge and made it to Asphodel in one piece, arranging as much of a resistance in her charge as she could. She'd probably have tried to from undercover networks and never back down from taking Hypatia out one way or another, even if means waiting back for the perfect moment to strike.

[tablepuncher]

Name: Thane Krios
Current location: Apshodel
Current Physical Appearance: Skinnier, if possible. Wears his red suit (YOU KNOW, THAT GAYASS DLC FOR HIS OUTFIT).
Summary:

For awhile, Thane remained on Sacrosanct to assist those looking to leave. However, eventually, his organs worked against him -- Hypatia began to hack him, shutting down his organs at random, trying to get the assassin to cave in and work under her.

Skyfire, naturally, would have none of it and deposited the drell onto Asphodel.

The environment of Asphodel works well for someone like Thane, but the status of things has made him a bit colder. Knowing friends are either suffering, brainwashed, or dead has hardened him. If you're enslaved by Hypatia, Thane believes you're at the very least better off dead.

[arachnophobe]

Name: Alejandro Borges
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Older, not much else is different.
Summary: Well, not everyone made it to Asphodel.

Alejandro isn't enslaved, but he never quite made it to escape. Instead, he's forced to work as one of the engineers of Sacrosanct, repairing the station and Hypatia's army. Otherwise, she's sure to ravage his nerves and put him into pain.

[chozobloodrites]

Another trip the Sacrosanct, the first in a few months. They were getting fewer and far in-between, now. She was still trying, but losing the spark for war. Strange, she was sure she would be fighting forever, but anymore she wondered if that would end sooner than later.

She initially sneaked on for damage, for intel, for anything at all to fight against the enemy. But, hell ... she missed someone too. Someone who didn't quite make it in time. It was a risk, but that's what she always did best. And so that's how she came to walk inside the old building marked "Glitches and Cores."

"... Alejandro?"

[lithp]

Name: Sollux Captor
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Significantly taller, lanky, more cyborg-y, pretty emaciated since he spends most of his time in a sensory isolation tank.
Summary: When Karkat absconded to Asphodel, Sollux was right beside him, of course. How else would you pull off a high-risk escape from a near-omnipresent AI without a hitch? The problem was that when they joined the Resistance, the members didn't trust Sollux (as a cyborg and an alien) and kept him under constant guard in a single room for months. When he was allowed out again he was never quite...right. He was jumpy, antisocial, and almost seemed disconnected from the world.

Eventually Sollux designed a defense/comm/warning/etc system for the Resistance that could rival Hypatia's in technological sophistication, controlled by organics, but it came at the price of reprising his ancestor's role as Helmsman - he now spends every moment of his existence suspended in sensory deprivation and plugged into the system of his own design, directing matters from there. It's okay, though. He barely remembers what it's like to inhabit a body anymore, so he doesn't much miss it.

[seeing_idawg]

He's not fighting, and by extension he's not really doing anything. He tries to talk to people, sometimes, tries to keep up what amounts to a normal life, but when it comes down to it every single second spent not fighting is a second he figures he's wasting.

So he decides to find a fight. In a flash, he's out of the resistance base, flying upwards at an alarming speed and surveying the planet's surface for any threats.

Sollux.

The bridge connects, almost faster than his reflexes can process (microseconds? nanoseconds? he only barely feels the tiny jolt across his mind), and his thought is relayed instantly to the presence he calls moirail.

I love you, man. Nearest encampment?

[patternprophet]

Name: Leoben
Current location: Sacrosanct, being held prisoner/being repurposed.
Current Physical Appearance: Not too much different, probably a little older, worn, scruffy as hell. A few scars here and there.

Summary:
He joined the resistance because he likes humans, and mechanized copy or not, he values his own identity and doesn't take kindly to the idea of being used, especially for warfare. Despite knowing the risk, he joins a mission to the station, which is when he is captured.

He fights a losing battle against being repurposed. While he thought he came to terms with the things he's done, Hypatia still uses them against him, along with other events that may have happened.

[mybrotherfought]

Name: Megaman
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Megaman now wears a full face mask (much like his brother did, once) and carries a broken, scarred shield... again, his brother's.
Summary: Hypatia didn't have to convert him. She didn't have to reprogram him, she didn't have to do a single thing to make him hers, not on her own.
All she had to do was let him remember home.
He stood before the gathered crowd of humanity as they chanted his name, as they implored him to Kill Protoman! They screamed, but did not move. They would not move. They chanted and they cried and then --
He cannot remember if he was the one who fired the shot, or if it came from elsewhere. It doesn't matter -- in his mind, it was him, in his mind, it was because they made him do it.
He held his brother in his arms, he watched his brother die and listened to humanity ask him why he cried. Why he bothered to mourn.
And as the slaughter started he only had this to say: "And you are the dead."
To Megaman, humanity was already dead. They would always be dead to him. They had made him kill his brother, they had failed to stand against Wily and here, on Sacrosanct, they had failed to stand against Hypatia. The evidence was all there. They fled to the planet and cowered in their hovels. Just like home. All the same, every last one of them.
He is Her monster, he is Her Knight. No commander, no, he's not nearly sane enough for that, not nearly directed enough. Megaman is merely a weapon, a creature of terror, given command of a squadron of drones as a cursory gesture but mostly just dropped into knots of resistance groups... and allowed to murder.
And yet...
Each time he does he whispers, "Fight back, you corpses, you dead, fight back, do better than this..."
But they never do. His boots are stained with blood and they never, never do...

[hedgehogengine]

"Whoops."

He said it after he collided with the first drone that had spotted him, sending it into the nearest wall in about four different pieces. He shrugged his shoulders in a 'well-it-can't-be-helped' sort of way. He had really wanted to get a little further along before being spotted, but, honestly, it never panned out that way. As time went on, Hypatia got better at expecting him, and her drones became more accustomed to finding him.

As doing this quietly was no longer an option, he'd have to settle for doing it fast. He ran as fast as he could towards the target, not stopping to fight anymore of the drones. They couldn't stop him, but they could slow him down. And that was the last thing he wanted to do. He hoped, he prayed that if he moved fast enough, he could reach the target, get the prisoners and get to the extraction point fast enough. Before...he showed up.

Sonic pushed the thought out of his mind. Hypatia's Knight had already ruined far too many of his rescue attempts. This time wouldn't be the same. At least, that's what he told himself as he tried to pour on a little bit more speed.

[parasomnist]

Name: Alexander Wilson
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: ha ha an emaciated near-corpselike thing kept alive inside a tank, festooned with wires! YAY.
Summary: Here's a secret: Alex is what some from a particular universe might call an Omega-class.
Alex is a reality-bender. Alex is the beginnings of a Deva; in her world, another word for a god.
Here's the thing: Hypatia found this out. Hypatia knew.
At first? Alex was a key part of the Resistance on Sacrosanct, giving anyone who could dream a place to safely speak without fear of Hypatia's prying eyes. But Hypatia found this out, Hypatia knew this and she knew what Alex did not: that, given the right push, Alex could be a weapon beyond imagining. Alex could re-write the rules of the universe. Potentially.
She was taken quietly, while she walked awake one day, and she was sequestered deep within the station and given what she'd once always longed for: eternal sleep. Alex never wakes now, kept inside a creation of Hypatia's, kept easily within the bounds of Hypatia's dreams, a dream of silver and light, an endless maze from which she can't escape. In the real world her body is kept alive and experimented on, cut apart and easily put back together as Hypatia seeks the secret.
Alex screams inside her head and runs, and how to unlock that power is more complicated than Hypatia's imagined. But they are running out of time. Once she was meant as a weapon created by Iris de Hautdesert to turn the world to glass. And now, she'll be the same, should Hypatia ever unlock her secrets...
For now, she dreams. And sometimes, when people sleep, they can hear her screaming...

[astrometry]

Jade doesn't sleep a lot any more -- it's like turning her brain off, listening to Hypatia's whispers in the back of her mind and letting them sink deeper into her conscious. But when she does, she dreams of screaming. And it's terrifying; she hasn't had nightmares about monsters since she became the monster, but that's all that it reminds her of. So she screams back, blindly (because in the dreams she can't see, it's completely dark and it's been a long time since Jade Harley was afraid of the dark but in sleep it all comes back to her).

stop screaming STOP SCREAMING let me sleep, let me stop thinking!

Barricade

[namesnotprowl]

Name: Barricade
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Much the same as he had, but more scarred. His upper left optic is broken beyond repair and he's dirtier than he used to be. He also vaguely altered his vehicle mode; think cop car meets Mad Max
Summary: Hypatia tried to hack him when everything started, to bring him to heel. Considering how much he had modified the firewalls to his processor in attempts to keep others out, it wasn't entirely successful. Though it was just successful enough that for the next ten years, she was able to torment him with hallucinations of those he'd been closest to. Barricade figured that he had simply snapped.

He'd stayed on the station for those years, after doing his damnedest to warn off those he'd known from contacting him or seeking him out, and blocked himself off in one of the garden zones. Defending his space and sabotaging Hypatia's camera network became his life's goal, in spite of protests from the visions of Bonecrusher and Frenzy, and he built up a network of tunnels under the streets of Sacrosanct. Against his better judgement, he even assisted in repairing Nemesis from time to time, keeping him online to hopefully get revenge for them all.

Nemesis eventually convinced him to leave the station, which he did reluctantly. He blew his home in the garden zone sky-high and used it to hide his escape.

Now he's taken over a tunnel for himself that he rarely leaves. The hallucinations aren't there anymore, but they've done their damage, and he's worse for wear. He's more apt to warn others off than welcome company.

[notthatbuffy]

Name: Buffy Meissonier
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Still mostly organic, but robotics have started encroaching on most of her limbs, one of her eyes has been fully replaced by a computerized replacement.
Summary: Before everything went to hell, Buffy got the "bright" idea to work with someone (maybe Kimiko, she's always been very secretive about it) to create a neural implant to allow her to wirelessly connect to the network and manipulate things on the network without her wearable. She didn't make a big deal out of it, and she put some serious firewalls and security around the connection, and didn't really tell anybody about it.

Unfortunately, that meant that before she could escape to Asphodel with Shaun and Georgia, Hypatia managed to get past her firewalls and used the implant to gain some basic control over her, and she was very soon fitted with further synthetic parts, in part to make it easier for her to be of use, and in part to make Hypatia's control over her nigh-unbreakable.

She does delicate repair work, and tries to hack into Asphodel's systems from the station.

[selfkismesis]

Sollux traced her. They'd been dealing with hacking attempts from the station forever now, and Karkat had spent so many missions just trying to get that shit to stop. Unfortunately, they had little information to go on, and of course, Karkat's missions always ended in failure.

Until now (he hoped). Either Hypatia had gotten sloppy or Sollux got better, it didn't matter. Karkat knew where the attacks on the resistance's network were coming from, and he was sent to stop them.

Permanently.

It wasn't hard to cut past the physical defenses-- he's become a damn good fighter through the years.

[puppetfetishist]

Name: Bro strider
Current location: DEAD
Current Physical Appearance: HE'S A CORPSE
Summary: Bro went out awesomely fighting the MAN
it was fucking epic


but he's dead now

[gottakilldaves]

and this time it wasn't me

Please excuse the icon. I'm going to try to see if I can make some icons for this meme

[forevermechanic]

Name: Miles "Tails" Prower
Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: He's slightly taller and now wears finger-less white gloves. May also wear goggles on his head now.
Summary: When things went to hell, he managed to escape and joined the resistance. As he grew up into an adult, he became a lot tougher and wasn't as trusting as before. He still had his kindness, but war had taken it's toll on him. He became a soldier and a valued member of the resistance.

Currently he works as the rebels' tech and mechanic guy.

WE CAN BE ICON FAIL BUDDIES

[killswithbrooms]

[she's used to a cold welcome from most of the Resistance, being a robot and being only so able to hide that, especially when armored up, but...when you need repairs, and you can't do them yourself, you need to try every option, right...?

so Roll's tracked down this guy. at least...at least maybe it's a chance? she knocks politely on the doorframe, biting her lip nervously]

Um...hello?