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]

One of Karkat's major problems is that he just never knows when to quit. Which is happening right now. Instead of making a grab for the files, he continues his ticklemassacre.

[derpbert]

Oh god. If he hadn't already wanted to shut Hypatia down, he does now. Part of him wishes they could stick Hypatia in a body and do to her what she did to Jade, and to everyone else.

Slowly (and a little painfully), he unfolds himself, stands up, and steps towards her, one hand held out like he's trying to soothe a wild animal. Hopefully she won't teleport or lash out if he comes closer.

"Shhh, Jade, shhh," he murmurs. He doesn't say they'll get her out of there, or rescue her, or anything like that, because there's enough programming in her that he's pretty sure half of her would flip out, but dammit how long has it been since someone touched her gently?

If she'll let him, he's going to rest a hand on her shoulder.

[mirthful]

Gamzee shakes his head. "Ain't nothin' I want him to do, even if he motherfuckin' could." And he doesn't even know if he can. The yellow-blooded troll had enough of his own problems as it was. "I'll be fine."

He stands, walking to Karkat's side and slinging both arms over his shoulders. "What're you workin' on, anyway?"

[notthatbuffy]

She leans against him a little when he sits next to her, and takes another piece, chewing it thoughtfully. If she closes her eyes, maybe she can imagine it.

Sitting next to him on the couch, he was much smaller then, two bowls of popcorn because he made faces when he ate hers with all the butter. A stack of movies, always a stack, never just one. And so many sweets...

"Cookies," she murmurs. "Candy. Those... crispy things. They had chocolate and were covered in powder..." She used to love making muddy buddies, they were one of her favourite treats. There was always an obscenely large bowl of them when she made it. "And carrot sticks. You never ate them."

She looks at him and a tiny, uncertain smile tugs at her lips.

"I remember. I really remember."

[circuitry]

Terezi is lost, overcome by papping hands and personal space invasions and basically everything she's ever done to Karkat. She has been served a taste of her own medicine, and she Does Not Like It.

[selfkismesis]

JUSTICE IS DEFINED AS GIVING EACH THEIR DUE.

[circuitry]

PAP.

[pantsless]

Dave rarely returns the affection. Sometimes he reacts with mild curiosity, poking at her face and drawing shapes on her cheek. Sometimes he just shoves her off.

Today, however, he's got both hands on Jade's shoulders. It's like he's trying to give her a hug but he's forgotten how to do it. His mind is eerily silent save for an almost audible ? of confusion, but beneath the surface there's still a garbled whisper of higher thought.

It's a plea for help.

[selfkismesis]

JUSTICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

[circuitry]

PAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAPAP.

PAP.

[selfkismesis]

Oh shit, okay, this is too much, going for the files now.

[circuitry]

[selfkismesis]

Putting the files in a place she can't fuck with...

And...

"Terezi, get up."

[circuitry]

Nope.

[selfkismesis]

"...Terezi."

[circuitry]

IF (Karkat is close enough to Terezi)
THEN
(SHARK ATTACK)
ELSE
(Continue playing dead.)
END IF

[selfkismesis]

"HRUGHRUSGHDUFHSGIUDFHISGUDYFSB78O TYSGHDFJKLSH DFJSHKLJDSFAGBIUD78OFYUAGJDSLUFS FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK-"

[selfkismesis]

Karkat leans against Gamzee (not too much, only a little) before pointing at the maps. He's got about three sectors in front of him, covered in grey and lime green writing and markings. It's pretty much incomprehensible.

"Trying to figure out which sectors Harley frequents. There's nothing worse for a rescue party than her popping up in the middle of it, guns blazing."

[circuitry]

Terezi lunges like a shark leaping from the water and pulls Karkat to the ground, where she tries to pin his hands and lick his face.

NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER SURRENDER.

[selfkismesis]

Karkat is a tiny seal who doesn't stand a chance. A British meta-narrator explains his defeat with cold indifference and a snooty attitude. Now it's his turn to play dead.

[roseintheshade]

Well, it's hard for Rose to deny the accusation. "Spartan" is kind of an inadequate descriptor - there's the necessary allotments for Rose to sleep, eat, and clean herself, and a pile of notebooks in a pile near her bed, and virtually nothing else. It'd be a gruesome understatement to say that it was more fitting for a monk than a Goddess of Fortune.

She only turns back around after Vriska's spoken. She didn't expect any thanks, so she's not the least bit disappointed when they come. She feels relieved, vilified and a little bit angry that Vriska's death was, in fact, not heroic in the slightest. Cowardly? Possible. Idiotic? Almost definitively. She places her shades back on as she regards Vriska, masking her eyes. It's only then that she dwells on Vriska's voice and how different it is from normal. Then, she realizes, she can't remember the last time she spoke to Vriska face to face.

"With how long you were out, I'd actually began to wonder if you may have managed to commit an act that may be construed as something besides idiotic and suicidal. How foolish I was for daring to dream." Her voice is hoarse, despite not raising it once. "At least tell me it was merely as stupid as a lapse in spatial awareness and that you didn't just let something kill you."

rocks fall everyone dies

[pantsless]

He's not supposed to let anyone touch the device. It was one of the first orders he was ever given. And yet when Megaman reaches for it he freezes, psychic arms poised around him but hovering harmlessly in place.

The deed is gone. His head feels like it's on fire and the sensation is creeping down his spine but despite that he breaks into a fit of nervous laughter. He sinks to the floor, staring at his fingers and marveling at the fact that he can move them on his own. His body is his again and it is fucking amazing.

The laughter morphs into manic shrieking as his spectral limbs spread through the zone. This place isn't going to last very long.

[pantsless]

Wow, Jack. That was pretty weak. But hey, it's all the same to the target of your mockery.

Dave drifts a little closer. He's not here to spend time with Jack's winning personality. Oh no. He'e here to take care of Jack because that is the most ironically insulting job Hypatia could ever give him. Deep down, Dave's not really sure why they're keeping him alive but he can't exactly voice his wonderment aloud.

Or. Anything, really.

Chow time, Jackie. You get... whatever the fuck useless cyborgs need to subsist. Gruel. IV nutrition. Motor oil. W/e.

[mirthful]

"Might be our robosis there ain't so much followin' a set route as she's followin' us. Get what a brother's sayin' at you here?"

If it became too coincidental, than perhaps there wasn't much coincidence involved at all.

[selfkismesis]

Goddamn, his job might be miserably stressful, but times like this make it all worthwhile. There's been so many times when they've rescued someone and couldn't break through to them, no matter how hard Karkat or the others worked. Those were the worst cases, and usually ended unhappily for all parties involved. But times like this? When he can see the realization in their eyes? It makes him temporarily feel like less of the failure that he is.

"You'll remember more later. Just take it easy, and don't over do it. It's not all going to come at once. But you're safe here, so you've got time."