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Dark Future Meme

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!

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He took a wrong turn. That's usually how it ended with him. He knew he should have had these tunnels somewhat memorized. He senses something. Just... that feeling of being watched, followed. It paranoid him to all hell.

And... he still had that blind spot, he wasn't going to let up his guard as he limped his way through the tunnel. Maybe he should turn back, he thinks to himself. But no, he continues his merry way on, clutching tightly to the wand that had aided him through much more than it had before.

"What do you even come here for, ED." Sollux's voice is flat. "You never say hello anymore. You gave up on me. You win, whatever, I'm a machine, I'm a Helmsman with the smallest difference, I'm not a troll anymore. Half the time you just strut around yelling about how I'm your possession or toy, not your kismesis. Why do you even bother coming here anymore? I can't even service you the way lowbloods are supposed to entertain their highbloods." His voice takes on a bitter edge. "So sorry I can't be a perfect engine like my ancestor, so sorry I can't be accessible enough to fuck like him."

This is what Joe had been waiting for. So many missions to attempt and rescue or sabotage. So many friends dead or wounded. Joe had stayed back to take care of some drones while the others escaped. Well today was his lucky day when he caught sight of that familiar blue.
His buster had long since been upgraded, by Light at first and then others of the Resistance. Still, Joe payed a courtesy to his old friend. To the son of Light. He had alerted him with a shot at his feet. Just as he had done when Proto first arrived on the station.

"Hey Mega! I ain't dead yet!"

Joe honestly didn't know if he'd win or survive. He was lucky, his history showed that well enough. Still, he wasn't planning on making it out of here. Joe had no illusions about fighting Megaman. It wasn't going to magically make him snap out of it but, it might be enough to remind him.

His hand brushes her hair away and she leans towards him and looks at him, really looks and tries to ignore the haze surrounding his place in her past. He looks worn and distraught, like so much has been taken from him. There are bits and pieces of him in her mind, mostly feelings that they were happy together and that there was something there.

"Pity?"

But what about pity? There is so much to pity in this bright red troll that she feels she knows. There's so much that makes him so fucking pathetic. If only she could recall what it was.

She snorts bitterly. Yeah, she made it, and now she's useless. Which isn't entirely true, but it feels true. "Yeah, well. I'm alive, anyway. Which I guess is more than I can say for some..."

She lets out a sharp breath.

"Do you know if... We never found out what happened to Buffy. May still hopes she'll be brought back from one of the raids, and nobody-- Sorry, I'm not really..." She's not going to fall apart, dammit. "You could stay. Sollux could clear out any residual programming. You could stay here."

She's not begging. She's not. And there are people still up there, like Jade, and she knows he'll say no for that reason alone. But dammit, he's her friend and she has to ask.

"Because Gamzee is fuckin' gone. You're the only fuckin' one I have left, what else do you expect me t'do?!" He snapped, still showing those fangs. But, his look wasn't of pure anger, it was shifted and molded to something more... desperate. "I don't..."

He stops, sighs, and fishes down his shirt in such a quick frenzy. He pulls a chain as quickly as he could, trying to get what it was holding to show to him. Around the golden chain held a set of rings. Specifically, it was the set of rings he had made specifically for Gamzee and the one he had received from Sollux that Christmas so many sweeps ago. They were much too small for him, but he still kept them, he was never letting go of those if he tried. "You're fuckin' stupid. I act like that t'make sure that you're fuckin' goin' t'stay there. I couldn't stop Gam' from doin' what he did, but... I don't fuckin' want you t'go, in either sense. You're still the Sol' I know. An' I know, it's stupid for me t'be thinkin' that, but... can you really fuckin' blame me for thinkin' this way at this point?"

It really wasn't. He was so thankful that, well... he was here. Their time spent together was something he cherished, until he gave him the news. "What--!?"

He couldn't believe what he had just said. "You fuckin' heard what happened t'the last few teams, right? They all never came back. You're basically commitin' suicide if you go." His voice was stern, but damn it, he was just trying to preserve the small number of people that he actually cared about.

Kanaya moves deeper into the cavern, steps onto the work and doesn't even pull her foot back in disgust. Her legs are mostly metal now and it isn't as if hygiene is something to care about in the tunnels. She kicks the body aside and looks around, finding nothing so far. Only bones, just like the Resistance member said.

'This isn't what I was hoping for,' she thinks, 'This is the opposite of what I wanted.'

"Stop fussing. Fuss fuss fuss fuss fuss fuss fuss fuss. Man!"

There's a flatness to the delivery that's been there ever since Davesprite's disappearance. It takes her a few seconds before her thinkpan kicks into gear - be nice, duh, it's John - and she injects some levity back into her tone.

"Meaning I will be fiiiiiiiine, duh. Immortal. Invincible! Can't be tamed. Your face needs more rest."

"So what." Anger is creeping in now. "Because your life is so hard, you have to do your damnedest to try and stamp out whatever's left of me? Just so you can keep me? Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. Ampora, I don't even remember what you smell like, what it felt like to touch you. I am trapped in a cage unable to interact with my own body every second of every godforsaken day, because I'm trying to keep us all from FUCKING DYING, and your life is hard?!"

He sends a blast of sound through the speakers, loud and angry. "Your life isn't shit! You self obsessed little rat shit, get out. Get out!"

"Not so much that stuff. I mean, I'm that stuff too. Not that they like it much, but I'm still me, so it's okay. It's more what's in your head that upsets people. 's not really you anymore." There's almost an impression of a shrug in his voice.

"And maybe you wouldn't the first time, or the second time, but eventually your friend in the sky would catch on and reprogram you to take advantage of my trust and kill them all. Kill me, too. So yeah, not gonna happen. I really am sorry about that, it'd be nice for us all to hang out like we used to."

"I know that Eridan. I know he's dangerous but, that's exactly why. I know I was never good at fightin' trolls. Still pissed that Mindfang woman beat me back then." How Joe missed back then. That was the kind of life he wanted. Sure there was the occasional thread but, it was still something happy.

"Problem is, he's roamin' the tunnels. Who knows how many a us he's killed just by someone takin' a wrong turn. I can't let that keep happenin'. He was one a mine. Just like you were Eridan. He was family and so he's my responsibility."

A limp and a missing eye. All the better. The injured elk, separated from his pack. The baby magmaworm straying too far from its parents.

He intentionally scrapes a claw down the side of the the cave wall, staying back in the shadows. It's fun to scare them.

Poniko. :C

Rattmann would have had all the sads over this.

He growls at her from the cavern ceiling and then flashsteps away, to the other end. Let her be confused. Let her feel fear, if she can.

It makes the meat sweeter.

As soon as he hears the claw to the wall, he instantly enters defensive mode.

He holds his ground, lifting the wand above him to illuminate the area. He was always just so thankful to have honed onto these skills. Except... the light was just out of reach of Gamzee. He cursed silently to himself as he held it up for a few more seconds, then lowered it to a comfortable position. Whatever it was out there, he was so very ready to fight.

He flashsteps, moves into the dark spaces behind Eridan and scratches the wall again. Let this one be terrified. Let him fear. It's fun to play.

He probably found her in the vents eventually >:

_her ๔єรєгt is l_{o_{s_{t_{to her}}}}, ɐ d1ɐɔǝ sɥǝ ɯıbɥʇ ɥɐʌǝ ɹǝɯǝɯqǝɹǝp ouɔǝ, ^{but so far gone as to _be not even a мємσяу}

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^{в є у σ η ∂ that ^{^{^{^sn}o}w} is a ςเtא ๏Ŧ ๒^г๏_кє^ภ ﻮ l ค ร ร}

The sky still that TV static grey

And ^AT the

¢ є η т є я ,

her

Suspended from that sky by a thousand gossamer wires, flickering, trying to pull them out from under her skin, each one draining some of the brilliant vermilion from her clothes from her face from her hair and eyes and she keeps saying to herself

I won't give in

ʇɐɥʇ ʎɐs uɐɔ ı ɹǝuboן ɥɔnɯ ʍoɥ ʍouʞ ʇ,uop ı ʇnq

The noise is met with him instantly covering his ears again. He wasn't going to leave this time. Usually he would back off, but he wasn't.

"I'm a half-blinded dried up fuckin' sea captain who never even fuckin' got the chance to do what I was destined t'do. I'm never goin' to get that chance, but it's not like I'm even wantin' it anymore." He growled out, each word even more bitter sounding than the last. "I would trade myself t'get you out of there, an' you know that!" He slammed his good foot down, twitching his wing remnants. He was... actually getting serious, forcing himself into speaking properly. "Don't fuckin' act like I'm playing it like that! Yes, I fucking realize that you have it worse off than I do, and you know that I would give my own god damned life to get you out and have something else take over for you."

He huffs, his breath now horribly shaky. He was fighting off any urge, all of them. He wanted to be civil, or... at least how civil he could be. "Listen. Listen to me, this isn't an order, this is me askin' you to do this. Listen. ... Please. Listen to me just this once, to what I'm goin' to ask you."

The noise terrifies him, it's coming from behind suddenly. He spins around and fires off a blast into the dark. He... just watches it fly off and not hit anything. Growling, he tried to brighten the wand, trying to see just what was making the noise.

He had to chance it. Taking a deep breath, he spoke. "Identify yourself an' come out, an' maybe I won't have t'take force."

Rose turns her head slightly. She sees her coming before she hears her, and darts straight upwards, scraping against the celing of the tunnel as the figure darts past her. A black aura flares up around her left arm as she points it at her aggressor. Unless they can fly, they'll be stranded in the air for the next 2 or 3 seconds, which is approximately 2 or 3 seconds longer than Rose needs to fire a killshot.

Until, of course, she catches the brightly glowing tint of her assailant's skin.

Her hand shakes, and twitches. The shot she fires goes wind, black lashes coming from her Thorn and ripping through the walls rather than hitting Kanaya square in the back. Rose curses under her breath. If there's anyone else nearby, she sure as hell just alerted every last one of them to her whereabouts. But that almost doesn't seem as important, consider that it's Kanaya.

"Close off the damn tunnels an' put up somethin' t'make them see that he's there, like I fuckin' keep on suggestin', but no one ever fuckin' wants t'listen to me." Eridan groans, trying not to roll his eyes too hard. Always like that, it was always like that no matter what he did.

"... I know that. I fuckin' promised that I was gonna protect him." He rubbed half of his face, looking back to him. "I couldn't even do that."

Tails misses you and wished he could have saved you. At least she didn't get brainwashed by Hypatia.

It always happens like this.

He meets people. He befriends them. Or he falls in love with them. They become important. They become pieces of his life that he never thinks he can live without.

Then they leave. Then they die. And he keeps on going, keeps on living, even when they're nothing but dust in the ground.

He knows what beyond saving means, but he has never been able to kill his hope, and he clings to it now. He doesn't have much time, and he needs to know. Needs to know before he does what he came here to do.

"Alex? Can you hear me?"

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