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

[selfkismesis]

He's quiet until he's outside the den (he can tell from the blood splatters and how worn down the ground around this place is). In his mental maps of the areas, this is left field way out in fucking nowhere. No wonder he hadn't encountered Nepeta in the past.

He remains outside, not entering without permission, but still on his guard. This is her safe place. He can't just go in and fuck it all up.

"I can fix your injury." Karkat is a professional when it comes to bear trap wounds.

[selfkismesis]

"Yeah, well, none of this is how it was supposed to turn out." There's a hint of defensiveness there. Karkat keeps a long list of failures wrapped up in his skull, and unfortunately, many of those failures involve Gamzees. Losing the first Gamzee, failing to sent this Gamzee to his city, failing to get this Gamzee's moirail, failing to be his moirail (honestly, though, he doesn't think he could be anyone's moirail now).

"Do you think Sollux could do anything? He's good with all the... mind-fighting shit or whatever."

[selfkismesis]

[ oh the leg is absolutely wonderful especially now that it doubles as a shotgun. which is what karkat's come to show you.

BOOM BOOM, TARDIS. ]

[justamobster]

Jade keeping it together is a measurement of how much time he has left. The moment she breaks down completely and can't even sum up herself any longer, that's when he has to make an important decision-- take her away from here, find somewhere safe, and pray to God he can break Hypatia's grip on her before either of them die. He just hopes that everything he's been doing over the past few years amounts to something, that he won't ultimately fail her.

He heads over to sit next to her. "Same as ever. Manage t'get any sleep?"

Probably not. It's hard to get any rest with an alien AI in your head.

[selfkismesis]

He's already moving before she gets the rifle out, tossing bombs and bear traps in her general direction as a distraction as he absconds. Karkat Vantas: The Bear Trap Master.

[fairygodtroll]

She stops just out of the reach of the sword, noting the apparent lack of reaction. Not attacking on sight is a good sign! Right?

"I'm taking you home." There's a definite wobble to her voice. "So put that down, you enormous feathery douche."

She points at the sword, her dice clenched in her other fist. Maybe she won't have to use them. Maybe.

[astrometry]

"State current operation."

She's trying not to sound upset by his voice, his monotony. Because that's just who he is; she's not sure how she could help him, make him sound like himself again. And even if she tried to do something, she would probably get caught, and be forced to punish both him and herself.

"Just tell me you're alive. Please."

[gamzgrewup]

He reaches out to knock the projectile aside, but then it closes like jaws around his arm. The sound he makes is horrifying and unnatural, half roar and half scream. He flails back and forth and claws at the offending metal jaws, grabbing hold of the hinges and ripping the thing apart.

Now he's just angry. He wants to tear this prey apart, but there are more of the jaw things coming at him and more on the ground. He flashsteps again and attempts to bring the prey down from behind.

[gamzgrewup]

She gets her feet under him and he barrels right over her, spinning in the air and landing again on all fours. He draws himself back up to his full height and snarls a challenge at her. Then he charges again, head lowered in an attempt to gore her with his horns.

[rebuildscience]

Name: Chell(bot)
Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Being synthetic, she hasn't visibly aged. Her gaze is oddly blank, the lights in her irises now the same icy blue as Hypatia's hologram form.
Summary:
She didn't stand a chance.

The programming that had forced Chell to obey GLaDOS worked just as well for Hypatia once she got her claws into it. Chell rebelled for a while, subverting what orders she could, trying to escape at every opportunity; but Hypatia got the better of her in the end. With most of her original memories and personality suppressed, Chell is as tame and obedient as her new mistress could hope for.

She's no soldier, but Hypatia has a different role for her. Her portal gun and knack for finding hard-to-reach or hidden places make her the perfect choice to seek out whatever rebels remain on the station.

If she's good, sometimes she's allowed to test the prisoners.

[featheryasshole]

"C-ccc^urrent operaaaation: _network no^de maint-t-tenance."

If he notices her barely hidden upset, he does not show it in any way.

"I am alive."

[astrometry]

"You knnnn-- know I still like them? They're sad and not all there and I miss them."

There's a long silence, and then an audible sigh as her body relaxes, letting go of her human arm as she curls up into a ball on the ground.

"Yyyyy-- you can't save me."

[selfkismesis]

Nope, nice try. Karkat is a bear trap master. Not only does he have an almost unlimited supply of bear traps, he knows where to deploy them. No amount of flashstepping or attacking from behind will help. Because there are bear traps, waiting. Bear traps and small explosives, which Karkat is also starting to drop.

[gamzgrewup]

He dodges and dodges but metal jaws are snapping shut everywhere and finally he steps right into one that explodes under his feet. He howls in rage and pain and stumbles, hitting the ground and going rolling off into the darkness.

He stays there, throwing the broken bits of metal at Karkat from the shadows, almost petulantly.

[circuitry]

Ever since she was a wiggler, Terezi has lived by a certain set of rules. Troll all losers. Don't be Vriska. Uphold the law. Be the law. Protect your friends.

Never show weakness.

The second Karkat makes contact with her sides, Terezi breaks that last rule.

Here's your opportunity to snatch those files, man.

[syntheticson]

Sometimes, when he reached too far into trying to subvert Hypatia, he would have to change locations, and fast. Most of the time he could get out of the way.

Sometimes, they sent her after him, and he would have to move fast.

He knew that Hypatia knew where she was, and he was packing up what he could. He just hoped he could get away before she showed up.

[astrometry]

There's a long silence as she processes his words, trying to remember. Jade remembers the nightlight (the monsters that crawl and grow in the dark) and the fort, sleeping next to John in the bed, and the Daves, too.

And then he asks the question. The light falls from her hand as she twitches, because the memories are painful and she's glitching hard as her human part refuses to remember it. But it's a direct question, and her mind is programmed to answer. "I've been cut open lots of times brain surgery hurts, John and she hacked me and fix--f-- fixed me." She turns into the light, letting him see the back of her neck, the neural links that are embedded in her neck and down her back, directly into her spine. She's so small and fragile-looking; her tank top hangs off of her body like it was made for someone much bigger. Jade turns to face him again, pulling the shirt up a little to reveal the large, red scar that runs from the base of her neck to her navel.

"She cccccuts me open and looks for the secret of Space and it hurts and i scream, but no one comes for me. Her orders hurt me and I-- I I've killed myself before lots of times, it's punishment for disobeying. Sometimes it's just shutting my sight off, taking control of my body away from me, but I've hunganddrownedandelectrocutedandfallenoffofcliffs and because it's just heeeeroic or just i just pop back up and do it. Do it again.

"And I ha-- hate hate it so much I hate this life I hate myself but I will do what she says because she's my Mother and I love her."

Even though her eyes are mechanic, a few tears drip out anyway, trailing down her cheeks. And when she speaks again, it sounds completely human, with no trace of machinery or glitching anywhere. "John, I just want to go home. Or die, or something because I'm so unhappy."

[selfkismesis]

It's been about a week since he arrived in Sacrosanct, undergoing a one-man reconnaissance mission. So far, it had been pretty damn successful. For now, he's organizing his notes and planning his next investigation, all while remaining hidden in the remoter regions of some zone whateverplace. Hypatia was probably on to him by this point, which meant that he needed to get the fuck out of Sacrosanct, soon. Unfortunately, for his risks, he was getting invaluable information about where Hypatia's best hackers were, which meant that he wasn't going to leave any time soon.

[rebuildscience]

Chell knew the station better than almost anyone by now, but finding her quarry would still be next to impossible without Hypatia's many eyes.

(Sometimes, when she passed a camera, she had the strangest urge to pop a portal under it and knock it off the wall. She could never remember why.)

As soon as she receives the coordinates where he was last sighted, she's on her way, flinging from building to building to speed her passage.

[selfkismesis]

Karkat is far too busy absconding the fuck outta there to pay attention to babbies throwing fits in the darkness. He's got reports to edit and plans to plan. He'll be back though. Karkat'll definitely be back.

[rebuildscience]

She recognizes this one. He's tricky; she's failed to catch him before. And he was last spotted in a Garden Zone, which puts her at a disadvantage due to the lack of proper portal-conducting surfaces.

Chell doesn't think he's actively fleeing yet, though. They usually don't avoid the cameras so well on the run. If she can just find his hidey-hole, maybe she can ambush him...

[rebuildscience]

sorry, harry is too busy being king of space

[princeofhope]

What about... a baby bear? :3c

[rebuildscience]

It had to come down to this eventually.

The "rat man," as Chell found herself calling him, has been a thorn in Hypatia's side for long enough. He's been spotted before and always managed to evade capture, but she intends for this time to be different. Hypatia's made the consequences should she fail again clear.

As she approaches the place where he was seen, Chell wonders why it feels so wrong.

[selfkismesis]

He actually smiles at this. It's small, faint, and he'll never admit to it, but he's definitely smiling.

"Yup, and I always thought it was disgusting as fuck. So until you can get your ass to making your own popcorn, you're going to have to deal with mine." He sits next to her, grabbing a handful of popcorn for emphasis and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Remember what else we'd eat?"