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It's All About Big Brother!
(Inspired by recent events in Nautilus and Alba's Dark Future memes.)
Dystopian Future
Change is a thing of the past
What is this?
Those shouting "Conspiracy!" were actually right in the end. Unopposed but by a few, the government continued to grow. In the end, they won.
How did that happen?
Despite the best efforts of Crawford, Leslie, V and anyone else who disagreed with the government, they were swiped aside as more and more laws were enacted. Soon, there were restrictions and regulations placed on Bending. But laws are difficult to enforce when everyone can shape reality. With time, they were able to regulate it. How they managed to lock down the Heart, no one could say. It took time. At first, Bending just took more effort. But over the course of a year, it grew harder and harder. New regulations came out. With special permissions, Bending was possible, but getting the permissions proved difficult. Because of this, a proper economy began to blossom. But stricter and stricter regulations were enacted, making it more difficult for people to live the way they'd grown accustomed to in Nautilus.
Where do we stand, now?
Fifteen years have passed since the government was first set up. Corruption and a thirst for power led to Bending being completely abolished, save for those in the highest levels of government and those of the special enforcement teams. And even then, it is limited. They were able to lock it down even to the point of preventing those deceased from returning. The only thing they could not prevent is people from other worlds answering the call sent out so long ago. Propaganda began to spread, using the name of Nautilus as some sort of great leader, reminding everyone that the city was watching them. Anyone found trying to Bend or using canon powers would be captured and re-educated. There were rumors that even a mere thought against the government could earn someone a stay in the facility at the center of the city. Kalliste is a wasteland, housing a handful of refugees. Helix remains the only last strong-hold against Nautilus. But the gate between the two cities has been sealed for years. Propaganda suggests that those left in Helix are nothing but brutal savages and should be avoided at all costs and that Kalliste is an uninhabitable wasteland.
Where does this leave us?
The forces in Helix have been decimated. Whether captured and re-educated, executed or killed in battle. Resources are scarce. In the city, resources have always been scarce. People are allowed the bare minimum, the entire city reduced to little better than poverty. There are jobs now. Most jobs are at the Ministry, but some are in shops, providing people their meager needs in exchange for their meager income.
What can we do?
That is entirely up to you, Wakened! Where do you stand?
1. Tag with your character explaining their current status. Note in the subject what city they are in.
2. People tag you and you start to threading either action posts or network posts.
3. The Government is watching. Especially the network.
4. Bending is unavailable to everyone except those on the special task force or high up in the government.
5. Canon powers are on, unless you're caught using them.
Note: This is styled after the book 1984, so drawn any inspiration you would like from that. The "Thought Police" for this really can read thoughts. So anyone on the task force have gained that ability.
Change is a thing of the past
What is this?
Those shouting "Conspiracy!" were actually right in the end. Unopposed but by a few, the government continued to grow. In the end, they won.
Despite the best efforts of Crawford, Leslie, V and anyone else who disagreed with the government, they were swiped aside as more and more laws were enacted. Soon, there were restrictions and regulations placed on Bending. But laws are difficult to enforce when everyone can shape reality. With time, they were able to regulate it. How they managed to lock down the Heart, no one could say. It took time. At first, Bending just took more effort. But over the course of a year, it grew harder and harder. New regulations came out. With special permissions, Bending was possible, but getting the permissions proved difficult. Because of this, a proper economy began to blossom. But stricter and stricter regulations were enacted, making it more difficult for people to live the way they'd grown accustomed to in Nautilus.
Fifteen years have passed since the government was first set up. Corruption and a thirst for power led to Bending being completely abolished, save for those in the highest levels of government and those of the special enforcement teams. And even then, it is limited. They were able to lock it down even to the point of preventing those deceased from returning. The only thing they could not prevent is people from other worlds answering the call sent out so long ago. Propaganda began to spread, using the name of Nautilus as some sort of great leader, reminding everyone that the city was watching them. Anyone found trying to Bend or using canon powers would be captured and re-educated. There were rumors that even a mere thought against the government could earn someone a stay in the facility at the center of the city. Kalliste is a wasteland, housing a handful of refugees. Helix remains the only last strong-hold against Nautilus. But the gate between the two cities has been sealed for years. Propaganda suggests that those left in Helix are nothing but brutal savages and should be avoided at all costs and that Kalliste is an uninhabitable wasteland.
The forces in Helix have been decimated. Whether captured and re-educated, executed or killed in battle. Resources are scarce. In the city, resources have always been scarce. People are allowed the bare minimum, the entire city reduced to little better than poverty. There are jobs now. Most jobs are at the Ministry, but some are in shops, providing people their meager needs in exchange for their meager income.
That is entirely up to you, Wakened! Where do you stand?
1. Tag with your character explaining their current status. Note in the subject what city they are in.
2. People tag you and you start to threading either action posts or network posts.
3. The Government is watching. Especially the network.
4. Bending is unavailable to everyone except those on the special task force or high up in the government.
5. Canon powers are on, unless you're caught using them.
Note: This is styled after the book 1984, so drawn any inspiration you would like from that. The "Thought Police" for this really can read thoughts. So anyone on the task force have gained that ability.
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I'd say...not one of my better days. But I kinda lack a frame of reference, ya know?
[He manages a weak half smile at his own joke, then pulls the cap off the bottle and drinks half of it in a single go. With the taste of blood out of his mouth, the gag reflex fades somewhat.]
[He's still doubled over, however.]
I can feel... Oh god.
[Blue energy surges start to crackle over his body, the tell-tale circuit board patterns appearing here and there. Rex curls in on himself, as if hunkering down will help hold him together somehow...]
no subject
[Damon's voice breaks off as Rex doubles over.]
What is it?
[Before Rex can answer, that blue energy starts up. Damon takes a few steps back warily. He has no idea if this is good or really bad.]
no subject
Can hear them...can hear... Don't reject. Don't reject. Don't--
[Suddenly, he releases his midsection, head tilting back. He's only managing not to scream by keeping his teeth gritted tight, his hands shaking as metal starts to crawl over his flesh. He's changing...and not in a good way!]
Defense protocol activated. Foreign bodies detected. Attempting assimilation...
[Rex's eyes open to narrow slits. He looks pleadingly to Damon...]
Talk...to me... Anything...just... I can't... Who...who am I!?
[His voice suddenly breaks back into synthesized monotone.]
WARNING: Failure to complete assimilation will result in full SYSTEM RESET.
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Your name is Rex. You're a good fighter, and you've got a pretty heroic personality. Even if you can be cocky at times. You've got a lot of nanites in your system, and you can use them to your benefit.
[Damon has no idea if this is helping or not, but he figures that talking cannot hurt. He only hopes the suffering Rex is going through is worth it.]
Sheesh, I always TL;DR this stuff...
[Slowly, Rex sags forward again, the neon blue surges starting to dissipate.]
Progress: 65% complete.
[The seconds tick by, Rex rattling off a higher number... And as the percentage climbs, the amount of metal covering him starts to lessen. Perhaps he's overcome the near lapse into defense mode himself with sheer will. Maybe it was the addition of vampire blood in his system that helped stabilize him. Possibly the familiar voice that kept him grounded. Or a culmination of all factors.]
Progress: 99%... 100%. Assimilation complete. Reset aborted. Stand by to stabilize...
[Rex flinches a little as his mechanical eye becomes human again, followed by his machine arm converting to flesh, bone and blood. As the last of it all falls into place, it becomes apparent that, on top of everything else, Rex has de-aged. Though he hadn't looked quite the proper age before, maybe only early twenties, he was still older than when he first arrived in Nautilus. Now...]
[He easily passes for a 15-16 year old again.]
[Breathing hard, he remains slumped down on the floor, working to recover.]
It is glorious!
[Best of all, Rex goes back to looking human again. That has to be a good thing, though the sudden change to his age is a bit disarming. Damon bends down beside Rex the process seems to come to its conclusion.]
How are you doing? If you need to rest, I can carry you over to the sofa.
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[Eyes opening, he shakes his head and holds up one hand.]
Just...need a hand up. Maybe walk me over... [He forces what he hopes comes across as a smirk.] I already had to drink your blood, man. I don't think my ego can take it if you carry me.
[Rex will be shaky when he does stand, but with some help, he won't fall over between where he's gone down and the couch.]
no subject
[After helping the other, he sits down on the opposite side of the sofa himself.]
So, how are you feeling? You look better...