Skyfire (
notyourchauffeur) wrote in
singularityderp2012-02-05 08:26 pm
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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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It wouldn't stop him here. All a matter of... timing.
His processors run hot as he tracks that blue blurr, aiming carefully, calculating the speed of the object and just how far ahead he'll have to aim, all the while charging Blind Vengeance.
There. Put the blast just ahead.
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He tucks into a ball and rolls around the ground, trying to retain some speed, and rolls out of it into a screeching stop. His vision bleary, his ears ringing and what he's pretty sure is the scent of charred fur flooding his nostrils, he looks around, trying to see where the guy is. That shot was pretty much dead-on, so he can't be too far away, can he?