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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"Yeah... Do you feel it?" She's a mess, he can tell. Not just emotionally, but physically. It looks like she hasn't eaten in weeks. Karkat remembers when he could tell she'd gone too long without blood, or she had been unwilling to ask him.

"We were together-- moirails."

It's there. She knows its there. She's reaching, but she falls, and the stars are black and cold. Kanaya backs away slightly, traces the symbol on his chest for memory's sake and moves back a little more. The parts Hypatia's put into her have already figured out the problem and are telling her to back away and flee, that the Leader is Threat Priority Alpha when it comes to her, and she's tempted to listen and run. Still, she's curious and something inside her hurts when she looks at this person she knew and she can't bring herself to turn her back on him. It doesn't help that she's tired, so so tired.

"What exactly do you mean by moirails? What significance does that hold?"

Karkat holds his fingers out as half a diamond.

"Do this."

Kanaya doesn't see any harm in following the order, even though Hypatia is indignant in her head. It isn't the real A.I., but a mimicry, but it still loathes the fact that Kanaya is doing what he says. One of her arms locks up and her legs bend at the knee, forcing her into a kneeling position. She huffs and tried to get back up, but it's so much effort and she doesn't have the patience or resources to do it. She's upset with Hypatia and her lack of movement. Spite is what drives her to follow the Leader's motion and make a rather large half-diamond with her massive claws.

"What is the purpose of this?"

He's seen this behavior before, when trying to talk down Hypatia's other conditioned victims. So without waiting for the conditioning to start impacting her psychologically, he touches his fingers to her claws, forming a diamond.

"It's us." Pause. "It was us."

"Oh. A shape."

Kanaya traces it with her eyes, staring until it's burned into her mind. It's a shape. A diamond. It's supposed to mean something.

"How did we make this shape? It doesn't seem physically possible."

...

"It's a metaphor."

"A metaphor for what?" She pokes the tips of his fingers with the sharp ends of her claws, frowning at him. This situation, these feelings of mild disapproval, pity and affection, seem familiar.

"You are being obtuse," her other arm freezes up and she faceplants onto the floor. "I don't like it."

Without missing a beat, he's down on his knees and rolling her over, wiping dirt off her face.

"It means I need you."

"Hypatia needs me too. She says she needs me for missions? What do you need me for?"

She pulls her head off the ground for a moment and opens her mouth, showing fangs and tongue, the latter reaching out in an attempt to lick Karkat's neck. Of course, she doesn't get very far before her head thunks back to the ground and her jaws snap close with a 'click'. Without functioning limbs, she's nothing but a torso, really.

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).

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.

Edited 2012-02-11 06:27 (UTC)

He can see the distress on her face, and god, it hurts him. As a moirail, it's his job to protect her-- emotionally and physically, and damn, he has failed miserably. He can feel that failure in the pit of his stomach, seeping into every atom of his being, screaming.

He needs her, but she needs him too. Hell, it looks like she needs him more. So Karkat places a hand on her cheek and shooshes her.

"Hush, Kanaya. Shooosh. I don't need past you. I need you you. I need you happy." Karkat leans down and kisses her forehead, refusing to acknowledge the fact that he can feel tears streaming down his face. If that means he's barring his throat to her, the fucks he gives are minimal.

Kanaya relishes in his tears, not because his sadness makes her happy, but because he is expressing so well what she cannot. The pressure of lips on her forehead makes her sigh and there's a quick fleeting flash of memory when he used to push himself up on tiptoes to do this when they were young. She can smell his blood through his skin and moves her head to his throat, opening her mouth to press against his jugular.

But she can't do it because there is pity welling up in her chest and spilling over to what little troll parts of her she as left and instead she closes her mouth and presses her lips to his throat before burying her face in the space between his neck and shoulder. "I can't feel. I don't feel. Not anymore. I don't know what this feeling is. It's the first in so long. I don't understand."

Edited 2012-04-09 03:13 (UTC)

He supports her head with his arm, pulling her up gently until she's sitting. She's got dirt in her hair, and her clothing is ratty at the seams, and Kanaya should never look this sad or confused. So Karkat wraps his arms around her, brushing dust off her back and out of her hair.

"It's okay, I've got you. I've finally fucking got you. I know you're confused, and it's hard, but it'll be okay." It's ridiculous how many times Karkat has closed his eyes and imagined finding her. He'd rush in like some big goddamn hero, killing robots with one hand and holding Kanaya's with the other. Even if this wasn't like his dreams, holding Kanaya and just talking to her was worth it completely.

"It'll take you a while, but I'm here now, and I'm not going to leave you again." He means it.

Edited 2012-04-09 09:21 (UTC)

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