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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She's.
Not.
Teleporting.
He has no fucking clue what triggered it, if it's this sort of proximity that she can't escape from, but if that's what it takes then fine. His grip tightens even harder, bringing Jade closer to him and
ow ow ow ow managing to absorb most of the blow to the crotch with some absurdly quick momentum shifting. Still, his grip doesn't waver for one second - this is the first breakthrough he's made in years. He isn't quitting now. If he has any say, he isn't quitting ever.
"Quit complaining, Jade. Jeez, take a chill pill already."
His voice manages to sound calmer than the tempest of excitement that it actually is, somehow.
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Her robotic arm scrabbles for his face, sharp nails trying to sink into his skin -- but then she's trying to yank herself free-- and then
you don't even deserve to live if you can't even escape one little boy
the long, sharp nails that were just a second ago trying to maim him are now jamming themselves into her chest, ripping at skin and trying to break bone to hurt her, to make her die in the most painful way she can think of. And for a moment, she's almost completely human; the metallic shrieks and glitches turn into a pained, high-pitched scream as her own body attempts to decimate her.