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

[gamzgrewup]

Her claws open slashes across his chest and pierce his shoulder, but all it does is make him angrier. With a roar of pain and rage, he grabs at whatever part of her he can snag and then throws himself to the side, aiming to smash her against the nearest hard surface again.

[gamzgrewup]

Oh, how fun. Part metalbeast as well. They're always fun to rip apart. They never have blood, but all these neat little pieces always fall out. He collects the more interesting bits.

He waits for her sweep to finish, then moves in silently behind her and launches himself at her back without a sound.

[shipper]

"You'll hurt yourself if you keep that up."

Not that she sounds particularly worried about that happening, considering that the warning is spat out in between more laughter.

[selfkismesis]

BANG BANG BANG and then he plops over and wallows on the ground in wrath. Karkat has matured a lot, by the way.

[shipper]

She's grabbed at a bad angle and hurled at what's becoming an all too familiar wall. Unable to break his grip on her Nepeta instead attempts to position herself so that she hits the surface with her feet, enabling her to use it as a jumping off point to shoot back at him. Hopefully it works.

[shipper]

The stink of maturity is heavy over this one indeed. Nepeta rolls over on her side a little to regard him with deep amusement.

"If I'd known that getting you angry was this funny I'd have skipped purrlaying tag altogether."

[hisoldgirl]

[okay you know what? not cool. bombs aren't cool. especially when they break off chunks of rock and embed them in her exterior. she really hates that]

You impudent wretch.

[selfkismesis]

It's been years since Karkat's felt soul-wracking pity, something that made his breath hitch in his chest. He had the memory of pity, but it's hard to really feel for someone when he's so wrapped up in work and planning and god, it's been some long sweeps.

"I need you to be you," he says, fighting the urge to simply offer her his wrist (he's got to take care of himself, even if she's starved and weak, self preservation is key to the resistance, she's still dangerous, fuck he hates himself).

[selfkismesis]

Plenty more where that came from, bitch!

[selfkismesis]

"Oh, sweet fuck. Is this your new game, now? See how pissed we can make Karkat?"

[gamzgrewup]

He snarls when he sees what she's intending, but he can't stop her from kicking off the wall.

He can however, stop her from tackling him again, by smacking her clean out of the air.

[shipper]

"I think so! I'm having lots of fun already."

[shipper]

She scrabbles for a moment at him in an attempt to keep from being batted out of the sky, but can't quite manage it. Nepeta hits the ground awkwardly, hissing as she lands on something already banged up from her previous encounter with the wall. It takes her a moment to recover from the pain, unfortunately leaving her open to attack.

[selfkismesis]

"Worst. Game. Ever."

[shipper]

"Maybe fur you. But I like it."

[gamzgrewup]

He uses the opportunity to kick her as hard as he can, in an effort to send her sailing down the tunnel. It's about now that he's starting to wear out, however, and it's starting to look like retreat might be a good idea. He waits to see if she's going to come charging back to fight more, or if he can make an escape now.

[selfkismesis]

"Is the bleeding part of the game? For every drop you bleed, Karkat needs to flip ten fucks? Is that one of the rules?"

[shipper]

"No, but maybe it should be. This is going to take furever to heal."

[selfkismesis]

"You'll probably get an infection, too. Which means your arm will fall off."

[shipper]

The kick lands, sending her skittering across the floor at an impressive rate. Nepeta's pretty banged up by this point, but her natural instincts prevent her from running away just yet. This is her territory, after all, and she needed to defend it. She staggers to her feet to prepare to jump back into the fray, although her movements are much slower now and make an escape by her foe very possible.

[shipper]

"It will not. I've gotten hurt worse than this and nothing fell off."

[gamzgrewup]

He gives her a parting laugh, then turns and takes off back down the tunnels, heading toward his own territory. The laughter practically dares her to follow.

[selfkismesis]

"Are you sure?"

[hisoldgirl]

Of course, because you are incapable of attacking me without pointless weapons. You are, after all, incomplete. Lesser. Worthless.

[mcfussyfangs]

Kanaya is used to disappointing people these days. She is used to Hypatia reprimanding her when she follows Karkat but doesn't kill him, when she wastes resources chasing after memories that she doesn't trust Hypatia to give back. Even when she disappoints her mistress, she never really feels anything aside from a muted sense of unhappiness that is probably manufactured.

But she knows she isn't going to answer this one like he wants. Knows she can't because it would be a lie and lying is something she never does (never did?). She knows that even if they were to take all this technology from her head, even if they were to rip her limbs off and steal her original parts back from Hypatia's clutches, she would never be who she was. She's been like this for so long and so much damage has been done. She isn't stupid, just an amnesiac.

But the fact that she can never be with him again, be the person he needs and the person who needs him, makes her hurt inside. She knows it will disappoint him, hurt him so much, and it makes her ache in ways she didn't think were possible anymore. This is pity, she realises, This is what it feels like.. But she knows it will fade like everything else. She screws her eyes shut and bites into her lower lip. She would probably be crying if she had the resources to.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't think I will ever be who you need me to be again." The voice that says this is cracked and broken and oh so sorry in every way.