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?

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[knightofdarkness]

"..."

He cycles his vents - more a chuff than a sigh, and more at himself than anything else - before getting to his feet, slowly. Fuel levels are...not optimal, but the recharge helped. He'll be able to make it last, with enough rest.

The other, he is slightly more...aware, of. He cannot make use of him dead.

So there is more of a reason to continue, and he glances left, then right, gauging where they've come and where they should go next. His map of the place is...sketchy, at best, even though he has been doing his part in ensuring they do not retrace their steps...

[notyourchauffeur]

He treads lightly, very wary.

Though for an hour, nothing happens. No words are even exchanged. They just walk through the tunnels until they open up into a wider corridor.

Something that looks older. Less recent.

The former shuttle tenses, sensing something in the darkness.

He holds up a hand, signaling for Nemesis to stop.

[knightofdarkness]

Vigilant for signs of trouble, Nemesis stops shortly enough, looking down at the figure before raising his head to slowly look around.

...these are not the same sort of tunnels they had been walking through. From the native wildlife? He frowns, beneath his mask, running a quick check on his weapons systems...

...he could use them. It will lower his energy, but he could.

[notyourchauffeur]

The former shuttle moves down the tunnel to investigate briefly, slipping into the darkness ahead of them.

A few moments later he comes back.

Sprinting.

Right past Nemesis, only offering one brief, almost yelped word as he passes.

"Run!"

What comes barreling down the tunnel is probably one of the largest worms he's ever seen.

Yep.

Run.

[knightofdarkness]

Oh.

Battle routines judge the nature of the threat and his own condition near-instantaneously; if at full power, he could stand up to such a beast. It would be a fight, but in the end, he would triumph.

Now?

Rumbling a growl, he punches the wall, and not just out of frustration. If nothing else he has his strength, and perhaps, if a few rocks drop on the beast, it may seek easier prey...

May.

He's running a moment later, already wracking his processor for other ways of discouraging it.

[notyourchauffeur]

Well. It doesn't really seem in the mood for slowing down. It's all they can do to run for their lives.

Jetfire does his best to try to map a proper route that won't lead to a dead end, but it's mostly guess work. He tries to pick smaller tunnels. Something that the worm would have to take it's time to dig through to get to them. Put some distance between them at the very least.

Briefly, he risks a glance to check and see if Nemesis is still with him.

[knightofdarkness]

The choice of picking smaller tunnels is a logical one...to a point. But then comes one that can fit Jetfire just fine...but a being more than twice his height?

Nemesis' processor races, and he makes a decision, throwing himself forwards on to his stomach, metal screeching and shrieking as it grinds against rock. It's painful, the damage adding up quickly, but-as he looks over his shoulder and pulls up his feet just before they're brought in to the beast's maw, he decides it worth it.

Now comes pulling himself through, and hoping it doesn't get even smaller. As it stands, the worm has some rock-crushing to do to get to him, and it doesn't seem about to catch up.

[notyourchauffeur]

When he hears the clash of metal on rock, it does stop him running only briefly. He stops and ensures that his old friend is able to get up before continuing on.

It does open up some, but it's generally tighter, but manageable. The sound of the worm still working behind them is enough to urge them on.

The tunnels wind and weave, widening and narrowing at random until at last, there is the muted red light of the outside world up ahead.

[knightofdarkness]

Get up...only a little. But a little is enough, and his doorwings only scrape every so often on the rock rather than constantly.

(Aside from a part where they're literally flattened to his body. He grunts once as they're pressed tighter, but jerks himself through in to the widening tunnel.)

When the light hits his optics, he mistakes it for reflection, at first; then, he pauses, helm snapping towards the illumination. Nemesis gestures for Skyfire to wait as he flicks out one arm's gun, allowing it to power up to minimum as he guardedly approaches.

[notyourchauffeur]

He nods sharply and hangs back, keeping close and watching his old friend's back closely, covering the rear... as it were.

He can still hear that damned worm, chewing it's way through the rock. They'll have to get out soon before it catches up. It'll take some time for it to tunnel, but he doesn't want to be there when it comes out even more pissed than before.

[knightofdarkness]

Daylight.

Above them, a clear sky broken only by the ring of Sacrosanct about the planet; Nemesis shields his optics to view it for a moment before he turns back towards the cavern and gesturing.

His hand is shaking.

I need him, he had told the programming, but now. Now he is freed, and all he needs to do is make contact and return, and his need for assistance is at an end, and-

[notyourchauffeur]

It doesn't matter.

The former scientist is barreling out of the mouth of the cavern at top speed anyway.

He skids to a halt to catch his breath, staring wearily at Nemesis.

His armor bristles it's pieces in the places it can move.