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?

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[astrometry]

She doesn't subsist on much; part of her wants to starve to death, the other half doesn't need to eat in order to live. So she's awkward angles and almost starving, hunger pangs and no need for human food.

"We're friends," she affirms, voice extremely slow to prevent the glitching. Something about that word -- friends -- makes her body jerk subconsciously, like a warning sign. Something that shouldn't happen.

[derpbert]

Jegus Christ. He's glad to have this moment, though. If nothing else, it's further proof that Jade's still in there, even if she's fractured, twisted, she's still Jade.

"Yeah." John can't bring himself to let go. Oh god, he can't believe she's still alive and this thin. "I'll be your friend until the day I die. No ifs, ands, or buts."

[notyourchauffeur]

It earns a glare and a faint tremble. He squirms, not remembering why that's so sensitive.

"Wash somewhere else," He says gruffly, doing his best not to wriggle. He's not sure if he wants to lean into it or away from it.

It's far too confusing and suddenly he's remembering things. A chaos of clips from his past that he can't place. All heavy but all good.

"Please."

It's too much.

[allshock_notalk]

For a moment, he was most certainly going to ignore Skyfire's request, but it's the plea that convinces him. It's tempting to just continue, maybe kiss his shoulder blades, nibble the skin. Maybe something more.

But he relents.

"ACKNOWLEDGED."

The sponge works down lower. Perhaps on accident, his fingers brush by Skyfire's rear before he goes to wash his chest.

[astrometry]

"Until the day I d-die." She's still crying, only now it's on his shoulder. And now it almost seems conscious; the steady sobbing of a little girl who never got to grow up the way she wanted to. "D-don't leeeeeave me like this, John."

[derpbert]

"Shhhh, it's okay," he murmurs, and strokes her hair softly. "I promise, I won't leave you here. I won't even think about leaving until you're safe. I promise, I promise. Cross my heart."

He doesn't even want to let go, to be honest. He wants to pull her down on his ratty little mattress, in his bare little room, and shooshpap her until rescue comes.

But he knows he can't. So he'll just hold her until she won't let him anymore.

[notyourchauffeur]

He holds still for the rest of it, flinching every now and then when Soundwave reaches a sensitive or ticklish spot.

It doesn't stop him from flushing up to his ears. He's obviously not aware of it, though he does look tight-lipped and faintly mortified at the whole situation.

Why did he agree to this?

[allshock_notalk]

As Soundwave circles around to the front, washing away the filth on Skyfire's body, he takes his time. Going slower over his torso.

He leans in, brushing his lips against Skyfire's. Not quite kissing, but the contact was there.

"QUERY. WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER OF ME?"

[notyourchauffeur]

It's enough to send him plopping backward to sit on the tile and blink, confused. A rush of feelings that he doesn't feel belong to him swell and then die just as fast.

"What do I-"

He grits his teeth and turns away.

He doesn't want to remember.

"I told you already," He hisses, pressing a hand to his forehead, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Just as soon as he says it another swell washes over him and he's left clutching his temples.

"I missed you. I loved. You."

That's all Soundwave gets out of it.

"I don't know how to-"

[allshock_notalk]

"WHY."

The Decepticon grabs Skyfire by the shoulders as he crouches down in front of him, staring at him intently. Almost glaring.

"BECAUSE YOU TAUNT ME BY BREAKING INTO MY SHELTER. OFTEN. DEFINE: FOR WHAT? TO WATCH ME? HOW BACKWARDS."

He wants Skyfire back. He will fight for that.

Because he doesn't have much more to fight for these days other than nearly everyone else to die.

Soundwave leans in, shoving his lips against Skyfire's, most certainly kissing him this time.

[notyourchauffeur]

He has a point. Half the time Jetfire ends up here, he has no idea why or how he got there.

He has no time to come up with a good answer because Soundwave is practically on top of him, kissing him. He remembers kissing- he remembers how and...

It's not entirely too unfamiliar a feeling, but still. It seems like it should belong to someone else.

He takes a moment to debate what to do.

Bit by bit, he presses back into it.

Regardless- if he pushes back the memories. If he doesn't try to think.

It feels right.

[gamzgrewup]

The beast ignores him. The creature is just making more sounds, ones he can't comprehend. And something that sounds similar to the horns, a little.

Weird creature.

He isn't sure what the creature wants from him. Not that he would give it. He owes nothing to this thing. Even if the creature has been leaving food for him.

Still, maybe there's something he can do to make this creature bring more food. He dashes off into the darkness until he finds one of his dens nearby.

A moment later a horn honks from the shadows.

[princeofhope]

He honked the horn back at him.

It's childish, but it... it's great. Eridan is just happy enough that he hasn't tried to kill him yet. It's almost as if one stone had been removed from him, the many that he was trapped under. He can't figure out if it was from him or if it was from one of the horns, but he honks again, trying to make it sound more like a honk. In fact, to make sure he could figure out what he was doing, he does it again and then honks the horn.

[gamzgrewup]

It's like communication. Which is strange, because it doesn't involve blood and fighting. He communicates just fine with the other one in here, the other beast, the female one. That's all spoken with claws and teeth and broken bones.

Was communication ever any different?

He honks the horn again from the blackness and rumbles again. He's starting to like this creature. Maybe he'll keep him alive for now.

[princeofhope]

The more he stayed, the more he was wanting to not return. He wanted to fix this. He wanted to fix what he couldn't stop before, even if he knew that it couldn't have been stopped. The future can be changed, and he's trying his hardest to make it be even partially fixed. "Can y'come out where I can see you?" He's getting more confident as he speaks, still keeping his tone cheerful and light.

He honks both horns this time, just to see what reaction it would gauge from the monster that lurked.

[hedgehogengine]

"I'm not asking for a whole team here, y'jackass! Just let me go and bring back the guys who are still stuck there! By the time Hypatia realizes I came back so quick, I'll already be gone!"

His spines flare out as he speaks, he was already shot down, and asking Karkat was the last idea he had. For once, he's dangerously close to losing his temper.

"Shit, y'know what she's gonna do to those guys if we just leave 'em for her to move somewhere else?!"

[shipper]

"Cheating means you don't know how to win!"

She may not have been able to out beartrap you but god damn will she outface you. She needs to recover some of her dignity here.

[selfkismesis]

"No, I've got no fucking clue. I just usually sit here, twiddling my prongs up my waste chute, wondering if Hypatia's serving her slaves nice, warm grubloaf or not."

Pause.

"That was SARCASM, YOU SNIVELING RETARD." If Sonic's about to lose his temper, Karkat has already assassinated his own and has no regrets. With each word, he takes a step towards Sonic (stomping all over various maps, whoops).

"Hypatia knows we'd try a second rescue attempt, surprise surprise! She's not fucking stupid, like you seem to be! She's waiting for your furry little blue ass, and she's got lots of plans for it once she's got you. Because you will get caught. Because she is waiting for you."

[selfkismesis]

Okay, no, Nepeta has won the face-off. She is both Nicholas Cage and John Travolta starring each other. Because, unfortunately for Karkat, he can only hold his ridiculous faces as long as his temper's in check. Hint: it's not.

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard in my life!"

[princeofhope]

"Yer absolutely sure y'know what t'do, right? And yer sure y'want t'do this...?"

He always made sure those who were to be going out on a mission knew what they were up against. The sweeps hadn't been too kind for him in particular, but he tried to keep his chin up. He had even been careful as to not poke her in the wrong direction too much, not wanting to provoke her.

Sigh. Being dangerous is horrible and he hates it. He reclined back in the chair, scribbling in his journal. He... had taken to writing down everything, trying not to forget anything at all, no matter how unimportant it seemed to be. He stops, and glances up to her, staring with his good eye.

"... Also I am still fuckin' incredibly jealous of you."

[gamzgrewup]

Two horns. Fine. He growls a little, in annoyance or maybe curiosity. Then he picks up a second horn and returns the sound.

The creature is making those talking noises at him again. They always do that. Usually it's begging or reasoning, noises tinged with fear and desperation. This one sounds calmer.

He stays safely in the dark, munching the last of the food and watching the creature warily.

[princeofhope]

He grins, honking back. Good. It's ... cooperation at least.

He continues speaking, moving the horns to one single hand to pat the ground. "C'mon. It's not like I can even hurt you or anythin'. Y'almost made me yer next meal the last time we saw each other, if y'remember."

He doesn't wait for him to either move or not move, but he continues on questioning him, trying to see if he can jog anything. It helps him keep himself calm, he brings himself back up to the proper sitting position and another honk. "Do you still remember anythin'?" He can't stop himself from asking questions. "Like when we went out t'the ocean the first time together? When I showed you what my life could've been?"

He places the horns in his lap for the moment, reaching up to untie the strings that held his cloak together. He lets it drop around him and turns ever so slightly. He flexes his wings as well as he can, at this point it's a lot more difficult to actually do much with them. "When y'showed me what I could really do with these."

[selfkismesis]

"Yeah, it is." It shouldn't be possible, but it is. Fuck you, Hypatia. "Have you tried writing things down? I can get you pens and whatever if you need it?"

[gamzgrewup]

For all intents and purposes, the beast ignores him, rumbling on and off from the dark. He listens, but none of it makes sense. He watches, but none of it is familiar. The wings are like the horns, that scraping feeling in his mind like something digging at his memories.

But memories these days are just past kills and trophies and blood on the walls and his network of tunnels. Beyond that are the fuzzy, faded images or stray scents. Nothing is concrete and none of it matters.

He growls again. All of this is irritating. Why is this creature even here? Why doesn't he fear him? He should fear him. He is the monster in the dark. The creature should be afraid, not leaving food for him, not making all these strange sounds.

[princeofhope]

He puts the hood back up again, mainly due to the slight draft. The horns lay idle in his lap, he wishes to not attempt to do much of that honking for the moment, he mainly continues speaking.

"Do you remember who I am? Do you know my name?" He asks, pulling himself forward just a bit. "Do ya? You'll always be the subjuggulator of my heart, y'know. I have never forgotten a thing, or... I try not to. I write down what I can, for memory's sakes."

He pauses, then chuckles. "Y'know... One thing I will never forget, though... How nervous I was when I asked you t'be mine. I hadn't felt anythin' like that since I had that attachment t'Feferi. Or... at least somethin' that I wanted t'persue." He held up his hands, making the shape of a heart.