singularityderp | 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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Name: Ladon Ceto
Current location: Sacrosanct, mostly, though he's often sent to Asphodel for recon.
Current Physical Appearance: Part human, part dragon, part machine. Ladon's different forms are now competing for dominance, though his new artificial add-ons keep him from swinging fully into either. The mobster disguise has been cast aside now that everyone has pretty much found out what he is. He's a mess of scales and skin and metal, with a replacement cybernetic eye on the left side of his face, one mechanical leg, and robotics keeping him upright and functional after some pretty terrible damage he sustained in an explosion. His tattered wings and tail are almost always out now, but he still holds on to his hat, if only out of sentimentality.
Summary: During the flight from Sacrosanct, Ladon did what he could to buy the escapees time. Unfortunately, that meant throwing himself into the fray and winding up dead-- or well. Mostly. Regardless, the original Ladon Ceto never came back from that fight. Hypatia has done what she could to indoctrinate him, but he's basically a failed prototype. He's resisted brainwashing, and attempts to fuss with a dragon brain held captive in a human skull would likely just kill him. He stays because of the others left behind, and follows Hypatia's orders in a limited fashion, if only to keep the unwilling, enslaved, and brainwashed from death until they can be freed and/or returned to their right minds. However, he's running out of time. Eventually he's going to outlive his usefulness or cross one too many lines and be decommissioned. Once Hypatia cuts the power to his cybernetics, he'll be dead. That reality is becoming more and more likely in the near future, but if he's going to go out, he's at least going to do what he can beforehand.

He walks. "Walking the Earth," people have called it in the past. Whatever. There's always something refreshing about walking, feet to the ground. He could fly, but instead he keeps his wings tucked to his sides. He needs contact right now. And the dragon form is better for fighting off the worms when they come.

He's out on the wastes, heading to the nearest carbon plant controlled by Hypatia to see what he can find there. Maybe kill some drones, try to take the plant for the resistance.

Whatever.

When he sees a figure moving across the surface, tiny, human mostly, he assumes it's just another drone, probably coming from the carbon plant. But when he gets closer, he sees the wings and tail, the organic parts, the cybernetics.

Ah. The resistance had said he'd survived.

Sacrosanct is a nightmare, but it's at least a comfortable one. Out here in the wastes, he's miserable. Biting wind, choking dust, and worst of all, nothing but drones for company. Hypatia sends him here often. He thought he'd get used to it, but so far he dreads the trip every time. Still, he goes. He's of no use to anyone if he disobeys and winds up dead.

Here he is, on another run to the planet, a digital list in his head of tasks. The faster he finishes, the sooner he'll be back where he can keep an eye on the kids, even if it means nothing in the long run. Even if he fails them, he has to try.

Thus why he goes on alert the moment his mechanical eye warns him of movement nearby.

He makes no effort to hide himself. There would be no point, not with how big he is. He comes to a stop and just watches as Ladon approaches.

He can't talk in this form either, but again, there would be no point. Ladon had been a dragon, a friend, someone to look up to and obey once. Now...

Now there was no one.

He rumbles a little, not in warning or anger, but almost as a greeting.

He stops when Jin comes into view. He could cover his eye, leave himself vulnerable yet deny Hypatia the footage she obtains through him. But it's too late-- the moment the other dragon came into view it would be difficult to ignore him. He's too bright against such a dreary background.

"You need t'leave," he yells over the wind. "She's already seen you."

He doesn't care. Let her see. She has no hope of tracking him, not when he has the entire planet to wander. She must know about his travels to the junkyard, but that doesn't matter either.

She can do whatever she wants to him. It won't make him stop.

He just stares at Ladon and tosses his head in a sort of shrug. But his heart is racing.

It's been ten years since he heard Ladon's voice. It's clear some part of Ladon is still fighting.

"Damn it, kid." He shakes his head. Jin isn't leaving. He can't say he's surprised. "You ain't invincible. I don't want her tellin' me to kill you."

He wouldn't win. Even back when he was healthy, whole, and himself, he never stood a chance if Jin wasn't willing to be killed. But he'd have to try, not because he wanted to hurt Jin, but because if he disobeyed he'd be destroyed-- and he couldn't let that happen. Not until the kids were safe. Then he could die, but only then.

"Please."

It might as well be an order, and he still follows orders when they come from dragons. He knows Ladon can't kill him--Jin just wouldn't let him. But that would mean having to kill Ladon, and that's even worse.

After all this time, so few words between them. It makes everything feel that much more hollow.

He spreads his wings, breaks into a run and takes off into the sky.

He shudders a sigh, watching Jin take off. He folds his own wings close against his back, partially because he doesn't intend to follow, and partially because he can't hope to fly like that again. His wings are tattered, torn, barely able to keep him alight for minutes at a time.

In ways, he envies Jin, but he knows that neither of them are in any kind of ideal situation anymore.

Then the other dragon is gone, and he's left to continue on his mission to the carbon plant. He hopes that maybe next time he sees Jin, he'll have something to say other than "please go."

But he doubts it.

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