>>50721232
Isaac shook his head to clear the last of the haze from his eyes and surveyed the carnage in the room. The two creatures he had fought were very thoroughly dead; one was nothing but crushed bone and pulped tissue from the nose up and the other was lying rag dolled on the other side of the room bent in impossible angles. Across the room Praetorian looked like he had fared better than Isaac. He stood knee deep in the dead, figuratively speaking, holding one limp corpse by the neck with the rest strewn across the deck and in a couple of instances the walls around him. A fair number of the mutated humanoid figures bore gunshot wounds but most looked to have been bludgeoned, smashed or broken until they stopped moving.

For his part the Praetorian simply stood and stared. It looked from Isaac to the modified tools clenched in his fists, to the broken remains that made up Isaac's tally, then back to Isaac. He straightened back up to his full height from his fighting crouch, letting the dead mutant drop to the deck, then surveyed the room around him. He cast one last long look at Isaac then turned and moved towards the next doorway. Isaac sighed and cycled the power cells in his contact beam and plasma cutter. No rest for the weary, he thought to himself. Or is that no rest for the wicked? Either way it appeared a breather was out of the question. It occurred to Isaac as Praetorian punched the door control with more force than strictly necessary that unless he could come up with a way to replace or recharge his energy cells soon things were going to get dicey.

The next encounter took both of them by surprise

>>50721244
One second they were advancing down yet another wide hallway, the next Praetorian was sailing through the air. Blind sided by something big, red, fast and with entirely too many horns and teeth it followed up the charge with a leap straight at the dazed Praetorian. The maintenance hatch the shaved gorilla had barreled out of was now disgorging a mass of mutated figures and something new, something brown that hopped and bounded along the floor and walls. The jackhammer report of the massive auto rifle told Isaac that his companion was still in the fight and could probably look after himself for the moment.

Isaac back peddled down the corridor in the face of the oncoming horde and reached for his hardware. He belatedly wished he'd had a chance to give his weapons a once over before setting out. The contact beam and plasma cutter made the trip alright, now he just hoped the rest of his handiwork was as robust and that the oncoming figures weren't tougher than they looked. He raised his arm, sighted at the center of the horde, and triggered the device clamped around his right wrist.

The saw blade shot out of it's housing and jerked to a stop at the end of its kinesis tether. The first rushing figure ran straight into the rotating blade, and what a blade intended to saw through rock and steel did to flesh was a sight. The rushing figure offered little resistance to the spinning saw blade, collapsing in a welter of gore well short of Isaac. He whipped the blade across the oncoming figures, painting the corridor and himself with fans of red and black. Whatever the pale figures were they were no tougher than the necromorph horrors Isaac was sadly used to dealing with.

>>50721278
The happy state of affairs couldn't last forever. A red ball of what looked like fire came sailing out of the back of the horde, forcing him to cut the kinesis tether and roll to the side. Without the buzzing saw holding them at bay the pale ones surged forward again. Isaac scrambled back to his feet and readied another blade, only to be struck from behind and sent tumbling. He was dimly aware that he could no longer hear gunshots, only demonic howling and the stamping of clawed feet.

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>forgot how to link across threads
>used the wrong image twice in one day
>used the wrong image to start a thread

Truly my incompetence knows no bounds this evening.

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>>50721714
indeed

here, have the old banner

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We need some drawfriends up in this hizzy. Hopefully gon be able to dig up the tablet tomorrow

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>Dead Space crossover with Avatar.
>Na'vimorph
>The Pandoran Hivemind+Marker mindfuckery.
>Weyland Yutani are here because you need this shit to be crazy as fuck.
>A certain Predator is there as well.

>>50722427
Heck just a predator avatar crossover would sick. Bunch of macho solders in a strange claustrophobic jungle filled with dangerous alien wildlife, it's practically asking for it.

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>>50722427
A certain predator opredating operationally?

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>>50723238
You know it.

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>>50722427
Why not go all the way? Might be a little tricky to get everything to run together properly, but the payoff could be worth it.

Well damn, I got interested in dead space due to these threads, and picked up the first game on origin.

Unfortunately, the mouse handles like a comatose manatee, and I have an invisible wall blocking my progress off after I pick up the plasma cutter. EA's taken three days to fail to respond to me, so you're my only hope of understanding what the hell happens in these threads.

>>50723878
Ask the internet. It is a game to be experienced.

Actually here, I googled it for you:
http://forums.steampowered.com/forums/showthread.php?t=1725482

An answer is tl;dr'd at the beginning of the first post.

>>50723878
If you have a console (360/PS3) play on that, as the games were originally made for those and were really shittily ported over to PC
>inb4 console pleb PC master race bullshit

>>50723922
Added bonus, it also should fix your unresponsive mouse problem.

What do you think the space battles in Dead Space are like?

>>50721232

So, /tg/, how do you handle the anti-religious overtones of the Dead Space story with potentially religious players?

To you play the Unitologists off as a deranged cult? (Despite getting a more civ-wide membership?) Or do you just ignore it in favor of necro killing?

>>50723922
Well, thanks. I'll have to wait to see if it works, I've got finals to deal with right now, so Dead Space seems like a walk in the park in comparison to the existential terror associated with education.

>>50723976
>finals
>existential terror
I am aware of this specific feeling, my compatriot. You'll feel better after they're over, though that may change after you get your results back.

May you have the unexpected luck I did on my Phys Sci final on your most dreaded final for today.

>>50723955
A literal shitfest of missiles and railgun-powered artillery, countered by a lot of Point-defense et telekinetic or stasis-fields modules.

Vessels wrecked in half after two minutes upon entering the battle, seeing how the military starships behave in DS I and III.

>>50724207
"and"* at the place of "et".

I just revealed that I'm a frenchfag in hiding. Shit.

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>>50724224
I smell a frog-poster

>>50723968
Play up the fact that the Unitologist religion is a perversion of the concept, just like necromorphs are a perversion of the human form. Religion itself is not the enemy here, its the Marker, and the Marker will twist and deform anything and everything it can in order to achieve its goals. Body (necromorphs), mind (insanity), and soul (Unitology), nothing is safe from the corruption of the Marker.

>>50724207
Eh, that sounds like it could be pretty good fun, for something that's never really been covered in either the games or fanfic.

What do the ships look like? Like, not the huge planetcracker ones, but the smaller military ships?

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>>50723859
That's why I said Wey-Yu was there, if Wey-Yu is there then a xenomorph outbreak is happening or about to happen.
also, if you must go balls to the wall.

>>50724850
The only way it could get worse is if XCOM showed up. Because then there'd be Chryssalids around somwehere.

And there's a thought. Isaac gets dropped into the universe of XCOM. Specifically the reboot, in the timeframe of XCOM 2. Specialist Clarke.

>>50724224
I'm actually going to spend my next semester in your country in a few weeks so don't even trip

Mais je suis debutante en francais. Je doit practiquer

>>50723968
>So, /tg/, how do you handle the anti-religious overtones of the Dead Space story with potentially religious players?

I always thought this would have been an interesting thing that DS could capitalize on as a setting. Talking about different cultures/religions in the space age. Since there are no real aliens in the series it would help add depth to characters and the world.

I'd really like to have seen how Christianity and other world religions react to such an upstart religion. To see how Unitologists react to the markers effects.

Really I see it as being anti-scientology, but I see your point. There was a deadspace animated movie where there was a unitologist character. The other characters were giving him a hard time like he'd fucking caused the apocalypse. But he justified it as living by a set of principles

>>50725201
>But he justified it as living by a set of principles
A set of principles that literally caused the apocalypse, though.

As for existing world religions, it's unlikely for them to survive into a space age. They're based on tribal customs like not eating pork, the scriptures are just incompatible with actually knowing how things work.
Almost certainly people will develop new beliefs based upon the world they find themselves in, rather than the world of ancient times.

>>50724976
>Specialist Clarke.
>He always hits.
>He has a bonus to criticals.

>>50725443
>Drone doesn't beep.
>It plays a recording.
>Every time it does anything, it yells either just, "Fuck you," or, "Fuck you and fuck your Marker!"

>>50723976
Well, got a chance to try it after messing with the settings.

They were defaulted to V-sync off in dead space, and on in Nividia. Changing it to adhere to being On, rather than the default changed nothing. Controls are still garbage, and I'm still blocked off at the door.

>>50725817
Like I said, play it on console if you can, it actually contols decently. As for the door shit, I dunno what to tell you other than it might be a bug, or you're at the wrong door.

>>50725841
Or, see if you can at least play it with a controller in stead of keyboard and mouse.

>>50723001
Hell any element to add a different conflict would salvage that setting, it's actually a good setting it just needed a better story

>>50725858
I've got a Logitech kicking around back home, so I'll snag that when I head back for the holidays. As for the Door, it's most certainly the correct door, given that it is literally the only door in the room, and is supposed to disgorge a Necromorph.

>>50725869
oh, bug then, can't tell you anything other than
>lol, did you try turning it off and on again?
Hope you can get it working, my dude

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>>50724850
We doing isaac vs predator now? Sweet

>k here we go

Isaac could see Shepard's tactic. He didn't want this to become some sort of war of wills, at least not anymore. After hearing Shepard's endgame, a spark of trust had begun to ignite in him. He knew that if Shepard was going to reciprocate that trust, he too would have to open himself up to scrutiny. Still though, he knew it would take a while for him to really explain everything. Knowing this, but not wanting to make himself appear suspicious, he replied. "There's actually a lot you probably should know. Still though, i think that can wait until after the next session. For now, I think I'd like to get acclimated to the Normandy. Would that be okay?"

At first, Shepard thought Isaac was on some sort of defensive. He was worried at exactly how much it would take to pry him out of his shell. However, he could not help but detect something in Isaac's tone. Something compliant, perhaps even co operational. He seemed no longer to be the harsh, hostile hermit holed up in his psyche that he initially seemed to be. “Alright we can do that." he replied. "Be seeing you then."

"You got it."

>>50725881
Well, for a start, I have to run the damn thing in Windows XP compatibility. That might fuck with things, but the game seems too dated to run otherwise.

>>50725318
Religions must evolve or die with the times, I can see Buddhism and the Judiec religions wethering space in one form, the lack of religions other then unitoligy in dead space is more to hammer in the bleakness of it, it's a godless universe, and what passes for one is horrible

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>>50725887
With a friendly handshake and farewell, Shepard left the room to attend to other duties. Isaac stayed in the room for just a moment, gathering his thoughts. It was just beginning to occur to him that the chance to start over that Nezala spoke of was coming to fruition. With the end of that conversation came what was, in Isaac's mind, an official and irreversible resetting of his life. It would by no means undo the damage his previous life had accrued. It would by no means guarantee him an end to the madness and chaos that had so engulfed him in recent years. In fact, this was simply another iteration of that madness. No markers or necromorphs, but plenty of bureaucrats, hostile alien life, all burdening him the same way. So much now depended on him, just as before. The stakes had similar gravity, even though the names had been changed. Isaac cringed a bit, but by now frustration and selfishness had given way, or perhaps better said, resigned to, a recurring sense of duty. The same sense of duty that accompanied him on Tau Volantis, where also he felt cheated from his own happiness by horrid, repetitive circumstance. He fought the murmuring voices within him, and at once, put them under his boot. It was time to move on.

Time to get started.

Isaac exited the briefing room and found himself back in the Combat Information Center, as the captions on the walls made evident. It was right then that Isaac froze and realized that he had absolutely no Idea where to go next. That wasn't made much better by the fact that a good number of the hands working the consoles around the deck were now looking at him. Some awkwardly staring, others attempting to be stealthy by looking ever so slightly around a monitor or over their shoulder. Luckily for Isaac, they weren't the only ones aware of his cluelessness.

>>50725560
>"Fuck you and fuck your Meld!"

>>50724976
i can see him being a prime target for the aliens, its battered mind is perfect for cross examination and psi research, also the tech, while not as advanced, it has some neat things of interest

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Guys, what's the nautical term for a room? Google being surprisingly fruitless, it's just giving me nautical dictionaries with no landlubber equivalent to guide me

>>50725902
>windows XP

nigga wut

>>50726855
>nautical term for a room
Do you mean cabin?

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>>50726907
>cabin
I assumed that's where someone of rank would be stationed. I know that a wall is a bulkhead or partition, a window is a porthole, a hall is a passageway, a floor is a deck, a door is a hatch, and sundry other things. I just can't remember for the life of me what the proper term for a room was.

>>50725902
>Windows XP
Probably the quintessence of all that is good about Windows. Windows 7 is second to it.

Fuck Windows 10. Fuck it forever.

>>50726907
>>50726973
>cabin

Hopefully not one in the woods.

>>50726973
http://www.macmillandictionary.com/us/thesaurus-category/american/parts-of-boats-and-ships

>Cabin Noun
>A private room on a ship for a passenger or one of the people working on the ship.

>>50727007
Are you sure of it? I'm talking any room on a ship. I'm aware that, for example, on a cruise ship, your room is your cabin. However, I'm looking for a more general term that can encompass the Normandy's CIC and other such locations, per se.

I know there's one, I just can't remember it. Was it "compartment'?

>>50727049
I seem to remember compartment being used. "A compartment is a portion of the space within a ship defined vertically between decks and horizontally between bulkheads. It is analogous to a room within a building, and may provide watertight subdivision of the ship's hull important in retaining buoyancy if the hull is damaged."

Alternatively, there's steerage, which is used for very cheap tickets on older vessels.

>>50725817
Have you tried starting a new file?

>>50727049
I'm no naval expert but I think a room in general might just be a room. It might just be that particular rooms are just referred to by their specific names instead of any generality.

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>>50727082
>>50727580

Ah well. I'll use it for now. Thanks giuse
>>50726012
“Hello, Mr. Clarke.” said a familiar, synthetic sounding voice. “it would appear to me that you're lost.”

“Oh, it's you again.” replied Isaac. “Yeah, uh.... that's pretty much where I'm at.... what can I call you?”

“EDI. Short for 'Enhanced Defense Intelligence.' is there anywhere in particular you're looking to go?”

"Shepard suggested I look up a 'Doctor Solus' to get caught up. He also recommended that I go and meet his engineering team.”

"Very well. You may find Doctor Solus in the tech lab, which is directly across the compartment from your location. To your left you will find the elevator, which will take you to the various decks on the ship. Deck Three is engineering."

"Okay. Thanks for the help."

"One more thing that may help; The ship you are on does not share the same sterility protocols with the Migrant Fleet. You may de-activate your helmet at any time."

"Oh... thanks" Isaac said, attempting to mask his embarrassment at further demonstrating empty-headedness. The eyes of the crew, having mostly returned to their work, once again fixated themselves on the engineer as a loud hiss shrieked form his now disassembling helmet, echoing within the room. metal plate latched over and under plate as the helmet stowed itself away.

"That was cool..." piped up an unidentified voice from within the room.

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>>50727642
With that, Isaac entered the tech lab, finding another alien. He was working at a console, overviewing mission information and other such data. Isaac wasn't quite sure what to make of it. it was thing and gangling, wearing a mostly white vestment with some sort of odd collar-like apparatus behind its head. Its eyes were large, set into a thin, horned head. One of those horns had been broken. before Isaac could speak, it turned to him and addressed him in a somewhat nasally, but calm voice. "Ah, the newcomer. yes, very pleased to meet you." leaving the work at his console, he approached the engineer with a warm, but professional smile. "Doctor Mordin Solus, at your service."

Isaac wasn't exactly sure how to respond. The presentation had more than a fair share of unseen alien life among its host, but all were at least partially covered with massks that were meant to preserve the sterility of the Rayya. Isaac simply returned the salutation, trying hard to stifle his curiosity and bewilderment. "Good to meet you too. Shepard, uh, he told me to go ahead and meet with you over..."

"Mission details? Collectors? Reapers? The Normandy? have much information, yes. Willing to help any time. Workload very heavy, but ability to render help is nonetheless unhindered, albeit short-lived. Can sense that you are nervous somewhat. Perhaps, have not met a Salarian before? Quite likely, based on current data regarding-"

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>>50728191

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>>50728191
>>50728898

>>50728191
I honestly wonder how Mordin will react to Necromorphs.

Will he even go full madman and try to dissect one for science?

>>50729820
When confronted with the Collectors he declared them Evil.

He would probably declare Necromorphs Abomination.

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>>50729820
His loyalty mission was to stop his pupil who was doing something just that atrocious, so i don't imagine him sparing any markers.
>>50728191
"Okay, slow down, man." Isaac said, his voice echoing his confusion mingled with some amusement at the doctor's erratic speech and behavior. "Ease off on the caffeine. Shepard just said you would be a good person to talk to if i wanted to know more about this timeline. Do you have a minute?"

"Certainly!" Mordin replied enthusiastically. "have been personally excited to meet you. Watched your presentation aboard the Rayya. Further work on collector countermeasures obstructed attendance. Quite aggravating yes. Will ask questions later. anything in particular you wish to discuss?"

Isaac had at least a million questions about this plane he felt needed answered. First things first though. "Tell me, how does this 'eezo' stuff work? I've been told it affects mass and gravity and other things."

"That it does." Mordin replied, openign his omni tool and writing down Isaac's queries. "Anything else?"

"Shepard and I have been messing around with the idea of installing a Shockdrive on the ship. I need to know a little more about how spacefaring vessels work around here."

"Ah, now that sounds interesting. Information on subject is directly linked to previous inquiry. Will do what i can to answer. Any other items of concern?"

Isaac could only think of one more. "tell me what you can about the collectors."

"certainly. Come. Will show you all known data."

>>50729915
He declared them evil AFTER taking one apart to find out just how evil they were though.

>>50729998
That's no worse then what Xcom does, and dissecting a fallen enemy is perfectly sensable, he declared them evil because the nature of their existance reduced a species to servitors with no will or goals of their own

>>50729925
>i don't imagine him sparing any markers.

Good. Isaac has his back covered then.

>>50724682
Well, the frigate seemed pretty decent in the first one. Even the transport in the third must be at least 50-75 meters long and 10 meter high...

The frigate was maybe a tenth of the planetcracker, as it was crashed into one of the hangars.
Dunno for larger ship, but why not ? Even if, in universe, armor plating seems functionnaly useless and force field shielding inexistant, so dreadnought must have bad times.

>>50725201
I'm >>50724207 and >>50724224

Good luck for your travel. I hope you are away from Paris, as all the "ungrateful french" idea comes from here.

N'hésitez pas à pratiquer. Just, find the right time, and the right person to speak with.


I agree with your statement. The depiction of Unitology is well made, and some unitologists seems human enough (in a universe where the villains are often mustache-twirling).

I always find the DS games good on the atmosphere and the roleplay. It is most obvious in the second. You are a space engineer. You take a surgery tool as a weapon, and a medical stasis field as a defensive parameter. The HUD is in-game.

Too bad the third one ended the serie, and the universe.

>>50730880
To be fair it's pretty hard to continue from the cosmic horror ending. The brother moons win, you're fucked, the Earth is fucked, everything is fucked.

>>50730788
I thought the ships had shields.

>>50730941
Yeah. But they decided to go with the cosmic horror ending, without any contingency plans.

If these moons could be more easily frozen, maybe we could have post-apocalypse survivors trying to survive against wandering necromorph or lost markers... but well... they went for the ultimate writer weapon against its story : "You just fucked around for three episodes, it had no impact, because the entire universe is fucked anyway, because look, my cosmic creature just ate your planet."
I always thought these kind of endings in horror (or other genre) games (or media) are shallow, and not helping raising the stakes.

>>50730941
I remember reading in an interview with someone from Visceral that the rough story board for DS4 would have involved luring the Moons off to some corner of the galaxy to "where it all started," which tells me the Marker point of origin for real this time. Sadly it never got beyond that point, I'll see if I can find the article.

>>50731111
One thing these threads keep popping up with is Dead Space 4 being about planet-cracking the Brethren Moons.

Besides that, the laziest cop-out the writers could do would be to declare the imminent destruction of Earth to just be a madness vision, because the DLC it happened in was all about Carver and Isaac going mad from Moon mind manipulation.

>>50731166
nah, that Bleakness has to carry through even in a continuation, the Moons ate Earth, humanity is now an endangered species, the moons are throwing shit at earth colonies and we aren't even fighting to live anymore, we're fighting for the sake of the next hapless species they put their greedy gaze upon

>>50721232
You guys do know that there is a game that already exists that is basically Deadspace but way more brutal and set in a space jail, right? Its called Abandon All Hope. Look that shit up.

>>50732115
what platform/gen

any spicy lore we can add to our stew here?

>>50732115
I'd not heard of this before. Is it any good?

>>50733448
Seconding this request.

>>50733448
>>50733718
Seems kinda event/horizon inspired too.
http://www.drivethrurpg.com/browse/pub/33/RPG-Objects?filters=0_0_10133_0_0

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>>50731350
>Isaac and Carver ram the nearest moon with their ship and manage a mutual kill. Isaac Junior (thanks to the relationship with that women in DS2 who gets her eye stabbed out with a screwdriver) is the new game's protagonist.

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>>50728932

>>50727049
Deck? Aka command deck, engine deck, hangar deck etc. If you're referring to an entire floor of the ship. Otherwise parts of a deck are simply called "rooms" unless they have a specific name like armoury or lab.

>>50735437
HIS NAME WAS MARAUDER SHIELDS

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>>50735921
HE WAS THE TRUE HERO

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>>50724976
>necrochryssalids

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>>50737277
>necrohydrageese

>>50737362
Truly, the most hellish creature of them all. Dismemberment will make it only even more pissed off

>>50737277
>XCOM 2 Necrochryssalids kill humans
>Humans turn into immobile necrotic egg-sacs
>Hatch, a few minutes later, into two to five more Necrochryssalids
>Bundles of necrotic tissue that come in contact with Necrochryssalid flesh turn into egg sacs as well
>Exponential growth of Necrochryssalid population

>>50737645
Rev up those Plasma Missiles.

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>>50724976
oh jeebus
>>50737277
>>50737362
>>50737645
OH JEEBUS

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>>50739983
The timeline can get darker yet.

>>50741109
Man, didn't see that one in ages.

>>50741135
I mean, just think about it
>Ranged chryssalids with acid blood

>>50741157
>You hit one in melee and acid everywhere.

>It hits you and you either get acid everywhere or you get implanted with a egg.

>You are far away? Shoots spines with tiny eggs in them.

Yep. XCOM would be screwed.

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>>50741204
>It hits you and you either get acid everywhere or you get implanted with a egg.
>Either

>>50741272
Because eggs need warmth.

>>50741315
Chryssalid eggs hatch in a matter of minutes. The body won't be that cold in that time.

>>50730880
>>50731111
>>50731142
>>50731166

Well there's 2 things that might help the series survive.

1. We follow around someone other than Isaac, pre-DS 3. Someone that has no idea what is going on and has a much different view on things than Isaac did. Any marker can make for a good horror story.

2. There was a dead space tablet game that actually was pretty compelling where the character had a vision of a white marker. Who knows what it does? Perhaps there's a way to reverse engineer the marker to interfere with whatever signal creates necromorphs?

Perhaps this signal could also interfere with the brethren moons and whatever keeps them together?

>>50741629
>2. There was a dead space tablet game that actually was pretty compelling where the character had a vision of a white marker. Who knows what it does? Perhaps there's a way to reverse engineer the marker to interfere with whatever signal creates necromorphs?

This could actually make a lot of sense. The whole 'trap' of the markers is that they are bait for intelligent races to get interested in ans it slowly takes over their society as they become obsessed with studying and building markers.

This introduces the possibility that a previous alien race came up with a markertech design that could counter the other markers. Unfortunately, they came up with the design too late to save their own species. By the time they build their white marker, their homeworld and major colonies had already fallen, and the single ship that the white marker protected couldn't repopulate their species.

But if you can find the white marker, it could be the secret to stopping the moons.

Bonus round: the white marker "works" and is actually exceptionally powerful, but the aliens that made it could never use it against the other markers/moons because using it requires fighting the marker signal itself. All of the aliens that tried to use the white marker were killed in the attempt, because none of them could overcome the marker signal and got their brains fried.
Since then, half a dozen alien races have found the white marker and tried to use it to save their world. Each time they failed for the same reason as its original builders.
Isaac overcoming the marker signal and driving it out of his head makes him one of the few beings in history that can actually use the White Marker as an offensive weapon, instead of just a shield.

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>>50741838
I'm tempted to use this somehow...

>>50742428
Another tip from the Mouse, Juke, never say if something's caught your eye. I once figured out the twist of someone's story based on a comment he'd made about something else earlier that year.

You'd be surprised what people will remember.

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>>50742532
>You'd be surprised what people will remember.

No, I'm not, actually

>>50742594
Shepard, we're approaching our dick.

>>50742638
They say he is still approaching to this day.

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>>50742638
>>50742722
Of all the typos I could make, of all the mistakes I've made in my prose, It had to be that one

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Since it's been awhile since my last post:
http://pastebin.com/01WBnq1m

((Posting might still be a mite slow))

After a long time, Isaac’s eyes opened. The lack of oxygen had tangled his mind into a ball of yarn. Questions flashed in his mind one after another but it was hard to piece them together as thoughts. Instead of thoughts pictures flashed into Isaac’s mind.

He tried to retrace his steps in his mind, tried to focus on the last place he was.
The marker appeared before him, in a dark and sleek chamber, raised on a circular dais with stairs curving to meet it. Arrayed around it were wires and interfaces. The back wall suddenly gave way to lush and verdant planet Isaac couldn’t recognize.

The image was gone as quickly as it had crept over his mind. Isaac again focused but this time he tried to retell the story of how he had gotten there.
The marker appeared before him, and a sound shook the walls of his being. The sound of life beyond death, of life beyond life, of the final evolution. And Isaac felt himself torn back and reliving the events of the past days in mere seconds.

He clenched his teeth trying to hold onto some scrap of meaning. He seemed to recall having a purpose, and could feel it tugging at his sore limbs.

The marker appeared before him, this time only as a black silhouette against a haze of orange dust.

Who was he?

The marker appeared before him.

>>50742782
With this you've transcended ETERNITY!!

>>50742638
>our
MAKE US WHOLE!!

>Origional XCOM timeline.
>Terror From The Deep campaign
>A team comes across an artifact on the gulf of Mexico sea bed while sweeping for the source of a recent terror attack.
>Obviously of extra terrestrial origin.
>Haul it back to base for study.
>Commander Altman is intrigued by the artifact and the unusual emminations coming off of it.
>Sets his research team to begin investigating the artifact in the hopes of discovering a possible weapon again the alien attacks.

wil we be getting more isaac tonight juke?

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>>50742922
>((Posting might still be a mite slow))

can't be any slower than me

>>50743873
You will. Still planning things out, but you'll see some masonry before the night is over

>>50744052
>Can't be any slower than me.
I really shouldn't take that as a challenge.

>>50744098
No you should not

>>50744256
If I can get my hand written notes typed up this evening I'll have another wall of text to post. Stay tuned.

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>>50729925
Mordin then proceeded to tell Isaac all he knew about those subjects and more. Because of Isaac's pre-existing knowledge, Mordin had some opportunity to go more into detail. Isaac, though exasperated by Mordin's natural frenzied salarian speech, was thoroughly impressed with his knowledge and the ability he had to dispense and explain it. Eezo in and of itself was easy to explain. The difficult thing to explain simply was how technology and organic life alike utilized it. Mordin was surprised as how easily Isaac absorbed this new knowledge. As soon as he would show him the math behind precision jumps, Isaac was already making conjecture on how one may do so without relay assistance. Granted, all his theories had been discredited already by merit of previous failed experiments conducted by numerous races over many years, but the fact that he could so quickly come up with such things impressed the salarian scientist. The two discussed general technical information regarding eezo-based propulsion and transport. Although it was al new and strange to Isaac, it wasn't as hard a concept to grasp as he thought. Eezo, as far as he could tell, was more or less a crutch used by denizens of this dimension to induce time-space manipulation. His world had managed to do so without its aid. To him, it was like learning to ride with training wheels after learning to ride without them, only his plane never had training wheels. Still though, as the two discussed the subject, it became clear to both that there was something in common between the two: a knack for mathematics and science that was driven both by curiosity and utility. Their conversation slowly started to become more personal than technical as thsi connection deepened.

>>50741109
Throw in a metriod and some phason.

>>50745042
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7hjdC8-jbw

Won't be surprised if it turns into this.

>>50745042

Gods fucking dammit. this thing is still on, after all those years ? Wasn't there a tumblr or something to store the story ?

>>50745042
>Isaac and Mordin duet when?

>>50746353
Isaac beatboxing FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK to the back of mordins main vocals

>>50746699
>Mordin doing Alphabet Aerobics while Isaac drops him a beat.

>>50745514
>metroid
>>incredibly dangerous energy eating lifeform
>>known to mutate at random and kill thousands

>phazon
>>incredibly dangerous, mutagenic, highly energy-dense radioactive material
>>known to mutate anything in close proximity, causing it to kill thousands

On the other hand, hell, Isaac in the Metroid universe would be fucking amazing.

>>50747131
DELICIOUS CANDY

>>50747186
I'm having a hard time figuring out how metroids would mutate in contact with the marker signal. They don't really have minds to corrupt; they're like bugs or jellyfish more than any other complex lifeform, and the lowest lifeform we've seen affected by a marker is a dog. I don't know that they could, honestly, at least not metroid larvae.

However, if the Galactic Federation got ahold of RIG technology, they'd have a base to build something more similar to Samus's power suit than they already have off of. And they'd probably use Isaac as its first test pilot.

The rate yous are picking up speed, this is going to end up one of those multiplayer crossovers.

>>50723878
>>50723935
If you've got a wired xbox 360 controller that will work just fine to play DS 1 on PC. The interface and controls are (relatively) elegant on controller, so I'd strongly suggest going with that over mouse and keyboard. DS3 works fine on PC and with mouse/keyboard, but it still feels like a port.

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>>50746353
>>50746699
If only we had drawfriends
>>50745042
"You really think we can pull it off in three weeks?"

"Certainly."

"You know I still haven't haven't gotten super deep into shockdrive technology. That presentation covered only the basics."

"Do not think I can keep up with your pace, Mr Clarke?" Mordin replied jestfully.

"Oh, we're gonna be like that now?!" Isaac replied, returning the Doctor's mirth. "Tell you what, I'll personally teach you and give you everything you need to build one, and we'll see if you can get it up and running within a week."

'If it is possible to trade you duties of upgrading the ship through resource intake and budgeting Cerberus funds, can guarantee you we will be shocking out in five days!"

"I challenge you four!"

"Three!"

"TWO!"

"Oh NOW you give me a challenge!" Mordin was thoroughly enjoying the engineer's company. All throughout his tenure as a Medical practitioner, spy, government operative, and geneticist, he had never enjoyed much jovial or exciting company, save fora few friend he had known during his assignment to alter the genophage. Shepard was a good man, and a leader whom he could trust: wise as a serpent, but unwavering and honest. However, Shepard, like Mordin, was far too preoccupied by his work to engage in any conversation. Granted the fact that his work had being postponed for these full two hours was making him anxious, said anxiety dissolved under Isaac's insubordinate, headstrong demeanor.

"You being for real?!" Isaac retorted.

"Ah, I wish..." Mordin replied, sobering somewhat from the first episode of jovial bravado he had enjoyed in years. "Don't believe you know enough about my work or the ship to switch places. Time is already of the essence. Still, can and will provide assistance in final installation, as upgrading the ship is my responsibility once given clearance by the Commander. You and the engineering team will be the ones implementing these changes."

>>50747915
Juke, what time is it where you are?

>>50747969
it's always rape time, buddy

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>>50746353
>>50746699
>>50746886

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>>50746263
pastebin
>>50747969
party time
>>50747915
"Oh, so you'll crack the whip and sip lemonade?" Isaac asked jokingly.

"Now now, you've pushed me far enough today!" Mordin warned, jest returning to his tone as he returned to his work. "Still, have much work to do. So much data. Regret that we could not cover all concerns. Will talk later?"

"You bet."

Isaac left the tech lab refreshed and with a better outlook on this new experience than he had previously. He could only hope the rest of Shepard's crew were like this. Entering the elevator, he selected deck four - Engineering. Exiting the elevator, he found himself in scenery that seemed to contrast the other places he had seen on the ship. At least in the tech labs and the CIC, everything seemed so pristine and low drag. The ships he was used to serving on were dingy and dusty and sometimes cankering with rust. A mining ship was a vessel of function, not form. Money would be wasted on prettying up a ship meant to lift and sort through megatons of dirt. Truly a miner was no aristocrat. Isaac was used to musty air, the smell of metal and sparks and burnt hardware. The Normandy had so far lacked these, and as a result had become somewhat of a bizarre experience for him. Even here, the air was devoid of the familiar scent and soot. Still though there was no gleaming bulkheads or any manner of ornamentation. Only stuffing tubes and piping lined the partitions, making Isaac feel at least somewhat more familiar. As he walked the passageway to his left, he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"Ah, there you are! I've been meaning to talk to you."

>>50748217
>party time
I was just asking because your dialogue is starting to deteriorate, and I don't want you overworking yourself for our benefit.

First time I wrote for /tg/ I wrote like 18k words in a couple of weeks and almost killed myself.

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>>50748331
>I was just asking because your dialogue is starting to deteriorate

Okay then, constructive criticism time.

What's I gots to do.

>>50748381

Having already experienced and being a fan of the contributing source material in this nightmare mashup I'm pretty pleased so far.

You're putting in the good work building a scene without requiring the reader to know about DS or ME2 in the first place. That's a refreshing recombinant revenant of tabletop inspiration.

Some neat trivia with SPOILERS for the DS series.

https://youtu.be/I6EWaSqwkqY

>>50748331
You didn't happen to tensfy the lectric shezam, did you?

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>>50748627
Alright. What do i have to improve? You said something about dialogue deterioration.

>>50748837
Well, you just miss out the occasional word, chiefly in dialogue, and it kinda breaks up the flow.

Like >"I challenge you four!" and >"You being for real?!"

I'd just say, pace your dialogue out a bit better. Actually sorta say it to yourself to see if the words all work together and don't sound clunky.

>>50748837
I think our friend might have thought that you had been drinking while writing and didn't want you to overdo either.

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>>50748888
Alright. Noted

Although i will say that though some instances went under my nose, some were deliberate. for example, "You for real?" kinda sounds more natural to me saying it out loud than "ARE YOU FOR REAL." Still though, I can see the problem this presents in prose. I'll make sure to use this. Thank you.

>>50748891
Nah, I ain't drunk. never have been

>CUZ I'M JUST HIGH ON LIFE. THAT'S RIGHT I'M HIGH ON LIFE AND I'M BETTER THAN EVERYBODY

and It's only 9:30 over here. I'm just a NEET for the next five months until Spring semester or until one of my seven job applications bears fruit. I've got time.

sometimes

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>>50747915
>Don't believe you know enough about my work or the ship to switch places.

Thats like a laser burn from ORBIT

>>50749387
Given the kind of shit those two were likelt talking about I doubt Isaac would take much offense. I doubt Mordin would mean it as a " you can't handle the shit I can" sort of thing, more a " you lack the experience to just jump in and take over easily".

>>50749632
>Isaac takes a turn at being a Scientist Slarian and Mordin takes a swing at fending off a space zombie apocalypse.

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>8 hours later the power is back on.

Writing!

Can someone repost the writefag pastebins?

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>>50754326

http://pastebin.com/u/jukebox

One from two years ago as well if memory serves

http://pastebin.com/ULZHN7zB

Great appropriation and horribly accurate prediction of later events. Wandering in the darkness hungry for light.
https://youtu.be/jRXQsQKGqIU

Left an All Flesh Must Be Eaten fan mod pdf as well.

>>50754969
>Got a pdf of All Tomorrows Zombies?

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>>50755745

Here you go deathless Anon.

Ring Around The Marker
https://youtu.be/gl7O8_kWeOc

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>>50742922
((I don't know Juke I'm pretty slow about everything I do so its no surprise for me))

The Kodyak shuttle was finally free of the Normandy, and Zaeed felt pleased with himself at being able bend Shepard to his will. The holographic projection of Shepard looked at him sternly.

“Why now Zaeed? You could have left for Omega the second the Collectors were dealt with and we’d never have seen each other again.” He was still using his commander voice as if Zaeed was obligated to connect the dots for him.

“And thrown out the opportunity to take the most advanced ship humanity has ever glued together to Vido’s door? To be honest I half wished we never went to stop the Collectors, at least then I could have had that little shit in my hands and wrung his little neck.”

“The fate of the galaxy was at stake Zaeed! I wasn’t going to jeopardize the mission for your vendetta.”

“Piss off Shepard.” He flipped off the holographic Sheppard and then turned it off.

He marked down the coordinates he’d got from his antique and waited, checking the scanners every now and again. It seemed none of the batarians had picked up his tiny craft, and the Normandy didn’t budge. The shuttle’s fuel draw was nominal when one didn’t need the Kodiak’s mass effect fields, so Zaeed’s was unconcerned with how he’d get back.

Zaeed felt the air stir and had started to move before he knew what he was doing.

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>>50756724
“Looks like we picked up a hitchhiker, and my does he have the itchy trigger finger. Now listen here you goddam piece of shit, do you know what’s choking you right now?

“What’s that? You can’t answer me, with this magnificent piece of engineering in you windpipe? Let me give you the brief then. The base structure is pretty simple, a carbon fiber casing with steel pistons inside, and guess what? Those steel pistons can move independently of the rest of my body, so I could pull back the weights and punch you without even moving my hand. By the way, it’s coated in the same material as the most expensive of starships, so good luck trying to cut it with an omnitool. “
He dropped his victim to the floor. He waited a few seconds while the Batarian he’d choked gasped for air.

Maybe he monologued a bit too long. The poor creature was still on the ground for a full minute giving Zaeed a chance to have a good look at him. He was a bit underweight for a batarian but was pretty well toned. His skin was a faded ashen color with light brown highlights on the raised areas of his face. He wore a armor of a dirty white color with sunset orange stripes going down the sides.

“I yield, I yield.” The batarian finally coughed.

“Good. What’re you doing on this shuttle? Last I checked they were prepping it for launch with cargo down to Khar’Shan. You’re not telling me you’re the cargo and that the Alliance is suddenly into slavery are you?”

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>>50756885
>mfw i never knew batarian teeth looked like that

>>50756724
>((I don't know Juke I'm pretty slow about everything I do so its no surprise for me))

Oh, we can fix that

>>50748331
>First time I wrote for /tg/ I wrote like 18k words in a couple of weeks and almost killed myself.

I had a similar thing happen to me when I was doing a Quest. It started off really strong but by the last month or so you could tell I was just trying to finish things. I can't beleive I ran it for nearly two full years.

>>50759147
Of all quests, I do really miss Blorp. His quests was most exciting and craziest things ever.

>>50760444
i miss mechengineer
i wanted to make a not bad quadmech

>>50760444

Which ones did Blorp do? I remember Frost Giantess Quest running concurrently with mine... I think they just about beat me for number of episodes. But it was pretty close.

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>>50757618
They'll look even worse once Markers and Necromorph-ification are involved.

>>50741109
There was a bug orgy and you didn't invite us....


WELL TO FUCKING BAD! THE HIVE MIND IS IN THIS BITCH!!

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>>50761598
forgot pic

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>>50761636
Not you, but this is supposed to be a xenomorphed Carnifex.

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>>50761652
And this one is kinda obvious.

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>>50748217

>>50761706
Isaac turned to his left to see someone familiar. "Oh, Hey! I remember you. You're on engineering?"

"Well, of course!" Tali replied. "In fact I'm the head of the engineering team here on the Normandy. I've actually been meaning to meet with you."

"Great minds think alike, I guess." Isaac replied as they walked into the engine room. "So, I imagine Shepard's given you a heads up about what we plan on doing?"

"YES!" Tali said with more enthusiasm than Isaac was prepared for, making him jolt back a little. "I'll have to show you my notes from your presentation! I don't think I have enough info to make one myself, but that's why you're here, right?"

"Uh-"

"WAIT, I have to get them first..." Tali said, scrambling through her omni-tool. "Let's see... yeah, I got all of it written down. I understand the basic principles, It's just going to take some finagling to build a local reference frame engine, seeing as how no one's ever made a component like that before. Negative energy density facilitator drives don't seem so hard though. Keelah, I don't know how no one's though if it before! I even started construction on a prototype, but after reviewing the notes I had forgotten that several components needed to be completed first such as the exotic mass engine, the-"

"Whoa, easy there!" Isaac said, gently shaking the quarian out of her excited frenzy. "First off, you've got around fourteen to fifty other things I didn't give in the presentation to be able to build any one of those components, let alone the ones you didn't go over. Second, I'd be more than glad to show you the ropes, but just relax for a minute."

"Okay..." tali said, slowly managing to contain herself.

"Just take a deep breath..." Isaac said jokingly

"Okay Isaac, I get it-"

"IN *inhale*, and ou-OOF!" Isaac almost broke out laughing after his speech was interrupted by Tali delivering a playful punch to his left shoulder.

"You. Are such. A Bosh'tet." Tali said giggling and shaking her head.

>>50761652
Fact.

Early Nids were Giger-ish to some point.

And then there is the fan-made Hive Fleet Giger.

>>50761676
Desire to NOT know how Xenomorphs did this.

>>50741109
>How much blacker can it be?
>The answer is none. None more black.

>>50761727
Tali's such a ball of energy.

>>50761744
>The albedo is negative, is is currently absorbing light and heat.
>Ok-
>Correction, it's albedo is less than -1. It is actively absorbing heat, it is decreasing entropy, and it is cooling everything in it's immediate radius. We're currently crunching the numbers on how fast this thing will kill us.

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>>50761676
The BUUUGS! They're comin' out of the fuckin' walls man!

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>>50761727
"Hey now, break it up you two!" Said a distinctively Scottish voice from around the corner.

"This the new guy?" added a female companion who joined the Scot in the room. "Nice! I didn't think you wee actually gonna come aboard!"

"Bah, he's just here to appreciate my handiwork." the Scotsman quipped. "Hey Clarke, you checked the new FBA Arrays, yet? Good wrok on the new coupling is I do say so myself-"

"Is he drunk or something?" Isaac replied with snarky wit dripping from his voice.

"Oh my God, Ken. Knock it off..." added the other crewmember.

"Ah, you ain't even seen me on the pure, laddie." Ken replied with typical Scots bravado. "No but seriously now, it's our pleasure to welcome you to the engineering deck, Mr Clarke. Name's Kenneth Donnely. Oh, and this here banshee is Gab-*HRRNG*!"

Ken was interrupted by his companion's playful punch to his gut. Isaac couldn't help but comment. "Gotta watch it around the women here..."

"Damn right you do." replied Ken's companion with a smile. "Gabriella Daniels. You can call me Gabby"

Isaac returned her token. "Isaac Clarke. Nice to meet you guys. You all the engineering team here."

"That we are." Tali responded. "You guys know what we're about to do?"

"No, what?" replied Gabby. "WAIT, holy crap, since he's here, that doesn't mean we're going to-"

"Oh yes it does!" Tali replied.

"Ay, you've got to be pulling our leg!" Ken piped up.

Isaac could see quite clearly where this was going. "Uh, Tali-"

"We're building a shockdrive!"

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>>50762799
Needless to say, such a proposition among such an avid bunch of engineers yielded predictable results. Excited responses echoed throughout deck four. Jack grimaced as she lay on her cot, trying to drown out the din. Covering her ears, she swore under her breath, bemoaning her predicament. Grunt simply continued checking his shotgun, shaking his head in annoyance. Isaac had the worst of it by far. He almost felt like some sort of babysitter trying to calm a group of ravenous six year-olds who had been promised candy. "Okay, okay, guys guys GUYS! HOLD UP!" Isaac hollered. "We've got a long ways to go before we can even start that. I've still gotta finish up the presentation, then me and Shepard have to talk things over with his superiors. THEN we have to make sure we have to fabrication capabilities, and THEN we can get started."

before he had even finished, his reply was met with chagrin. "Ah come on!" Tali whined. "There's gotta be sopmewhere we can start before you leave, right? I mean, you've got to have schematics laying around. We can at least look at those while you're gone and get a better hold of the technology, can't we?"

"Sorry to say it, but I left all the schematics I had back on the Rayya." Isaac said in reply. "But hey, don't sweat it. I guarantee you I'll be back aboard after the pre-"

Isaac was cut off by a deafening blast and a shockwave that sent everyone to the floor. Os-board sirens quickly ensued.

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>>50763764
"What the hell just happened?!" Isaac exclaimed.

EDI was quick to reply. "i have been conducting reconnaissance on the ships surrounding the Migrant Fleet. We are under attack by an unknown assailant. They have been using stealth functions to avoid identification. According to their vessel's profiles and insignia, they appear to be Batarian slavers. They have fired a shot at the docking bay and have severed our connection to the Rayya"

"Batarians?!" asked Tali. "What are they doing here?! They should know after the last time they tried raiding the migrant fleet that an attack like this is suicide!"

"I detect several vessels and more incoming out of FTL travel. Mr Clarke, Commander Shepard asks you to come to the CIC at once."

Isaac wasted no time. Exiting the elevator, he rushed into the CIC. The scene was no more or less than Isaac imagined a frenzied war room to be. Cerberus staff were relaying information ata feverish pace, transmitting whatever intelligence they had just received and suggesting courses of action. People were scurrying to and fro to fix damaged systems and sparking apparatuses around the room. Apparently, the Normandy had taken some minor hull damage from the shot, but the concussion that resulted did some light, but noteworthy internal damage. Isaac found the commander up at the helm. "Isaac, there you are! We've got some bad news..."

"Yeah, I figured that. What the hell's going on?!"

"EDI told you about the Slavers. They just sent a transmission. They want you and you only. They're threatening to destroy the Normandy and raid the Rayya."

holo-panel on its surface and was immediately shot out of the Normandy.

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>>50764173
>holo-panel on its surface and was immediately shot out of the Normandy.
>Whoops

"What makes them think they can pull it off?" Isaac said as he saw the pilot get the ship under control, overriding the docking malfunctions. "Isn't this huge fleet armed?"

"They've got an advantage with all these others here." the pilot replied. they can use everyone as meat shields whiel they continue popping shots at us." True to his word, another loud shockwave ensued, once again robbing standing crewmembers of their footing unless they moored themselves to nearby stuffing tube or consoles.

Isaac's brow furrowed as he activated his helmet. "They want me huh? Well I'll tell you what, they'll get what they want..."

"Isaac, what are you doing?!" Shepard asked as the engineer made his way to the airlock. 'are you crazy? You have no idea what you're up against! They've got at least six cruisers and a ton of small fighters running all over the place! You're not gonna la-"

"Oh, I know I'm crazy." Isaac retorted. "EDI, when the airlock is shut, I need you to open the second door and let me out."

"That is not a suggestible course of action."

'Tough luck. I'm not goof at taking suggestions."

"Isaac, no! What are you even planning on doing?! there's no way you'll ma-"

Without responding to Shepard, Isaac entered the airlock. 'EDI, open the doors."

"I re-iterate, that would not be a recommendable course of action. Mr Clarke, this is a very bad Idea."

"Stick around. I'm full of bad Ideas."

Without another word, EDI unlocked the airlock doors. Isaac pressed the green holo-panel on its surface and was immediately shot out of the Normandy.

>>50764173
They want Isaac to build them shockpoint drive. Therefore they'll have to give him engineering equipment and spare parts.

>tonystarkwasabletobuildthisinacavewithaboxofscraps.jpg

>>50764213
I can see him having fun with tech armor too

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Alright, it's only ten, but I gotta take a break. Eyes are bloodshot with strain and I've been awake for 48 hours. Be seeing you guys tomorrow.

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>>50764201
>"Stick around. I'm full of bad Ideas."

>>50764201
>We're under attack, what do we do?
>Board them!

>>50761727
You would have won the internet if Tali in fact did take a picture of Isaac's butt and it was the first thing that came up.

>>50764633
>48 hours
https://youtu.be/Cb0t9TUNLpg

>>50764201
>. I'm not goof at taking suggestions."
This is why sleep is important, Juke.

(He says, at nearly 5am)

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>>50761676
>DESIRE TO KNOW LESS INTENSIFIES

>>50723238
>>50723420
>PLS FIS NO
>Impale Na'vi Xenomorph queen with bow of ship, blast off for home with a new hood ornament.
>Earn ALL THE HONOR, barely survive mating with IMPRESSED YAUTJA LIBRARIAN
God I miss Predator Quest

>>50764201
YES!

Also hoping for Isaac to dismember one or two Batarians to show that the latter are screwed.

>>50769127
Im expecting tactical ship sabotage.

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>>50770086
>Isaac boards each ship
>Through the bridge windows
>He's gone for 4 hours
>Everybody is getting worried
>Then they hear knocking from the bridge
>Isaac is there giving them a thumbs-up
>Covered in blood and viscera
>Everybody unanimously agrees not to go over to the ships
>Except Jack and Grunt
>Fucking Jack and Grunt
>Their faces when

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>>50769127
>>50770086
>>50770379
>>50764731
Oh, you're gonna like what happens next. Isaac's gon' get all MacGyver up in this hizzy
>>50766258
whoops

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>>50770749
YES!

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>>50764201
Shepard came to the helm, looking out of the cockpit windshields. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw what he assumed (correctly) to be Isaac Clarke. By the time Joker had the ship under control, it was stalling idle facing about thirty degrees astern and port-side of the Rayya. Some of the batarian vessels could be seen darting around the visitor's ships. Right in the middle of the fray, however, was a little man, white-blue streaking behind him, heading right for the largest cruisers flying ahead. Shepard could hardly believe his eyes. Just what was this guy up to?

Meanwhile, Isaac scoped out the batarian's ships, looking for a way into one of the cruisers. The largest of them was behind all, taking cover from the fleet's retaliatory fire behind some civilian ships. Upon striking the bystanding vessel, the fleet ceased fire immediately, frustratingly waiting for the ship to pass out of cover again. "That one." Isaac said to himself as he darted to one of the ship's many airlocks. This one was amidships, presumably an emergency exit or secondary cargo/personnel loading bay. Isaac was not familiar with the vessels of this age and dimension, but he knew enough about ship design, civilian and military, to have at least an idea as to where he should board. He pointed his heels at the hull, activating his thrusters to slow his descent. He landed on the hull just outside of the hatch, skidding somewhat before his grav-boots fully engaged.

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>>50771536
Without delay, he looked for a way to enter. The ship's electronics were not hard to fish out, as Isaac spotted what looked like a fuse-box or control panel of some sort. Most likely an emergency entrance bypass. Isaac opened it. he was unfamiliar with most of the layout, but as he examined it further, he was relieved to find that although so much was different about this plane, the electronics bore striking semblance. using his omni-tool he examined what this thing would do upon activation. Delving into the simple programming behind it he found an alarm protocol. Luckily, these batarians hadn't seemed to expect any kind of boarding during combat, as it seemed formatted to activate only upon docking. Still it wouldn't hurt to de-activate it. How strange, Isaac thought, that a ship wouldn't be programmed to expect these kinds of tactics. Within seconds, Isaac had the first airlock door open, clambering inside.

The door shut behind him, and the lights went dim. Isaac looked for any further ways to secure his entrance before opening the airlock doors. He had arrived and entered undetected, but that did not mean that he was safe from a few guards behind the door who would certainly sound the alarm if they spotted him. Isaac looked around for anything that might play to his advantage. Not much was to be found in the airlock, but Isaac's eye was sharper than most. He spotted what he assumed to be the same wiring hub that led to the outer control panel, and immediately went to work. Once again, he intercepted what data was being ran through the channels via omni-tool, and found that his assumptions were right. The control panel was wired into a much bigger system, and was adjoined back into it at this juncture. From there Isaac could disable multiple functions.

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>>50771655
It was here that Isaac realized that not only had he disable the door's security protocols, but the entire ship's alarm system. Isaac also found where he could hack into the surveillance feeds and CCTV's throughout the ship. He knew that upon doing so that he would garner some unwanted publicity. All security feeds going black would definitely get the sentry's attention, and several guards would be deployed to patrol the ship. This was no problem however. Isaac knew that although ships here were different, their ventilation systems could only differ so much. They had to be traversible, else they would be rendered unserviceable. Seeing that he couldn't enter the vents from the airlock (the grates were too small and quite secure to ensure any accidents wouldn't happen), he checked surveillance one more time before shutting it down to ensure his exit was safe before de-activating the system and making his exit.

No one in sight, at least not yet. Isaac saw the shadows of two guards about to round the corner on the passageway to his right. He stole into the corridor right ahead of him, where he could spot several ventilation grates. Clambering on some unknown cargo, he hastened to unfasten the grate before his adversaries caught him. before he could get in however, they had come into view. Before they could turn to find Isaac sneaking around, he hid behind the cargo, grate still in hand. Dread quickly flooded his mind as they turned into the corridor and immediately noticed the open ventilation grate.

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>>50771655

Giving Clarke an Omni Tool in the networked tech paradigm of Mass Effect is going to prove deliciously costly to the surroundings.We Sleeping Dogs remote hacking minigame now.

No more roulette wheel holo locks for Issac!

https://youtu.be/Q2suSUMgROY

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>>50771774
"The hell..." said one of them in a low, growling voice. "Hey, I think he might be in the vents!"

His companion immediately acted on that warning. He contacted his superiors, where or whomever they were. "Hey, whoever's been messing around with the camera feeds just got into the ventilation system! We're over here near cargo and found a displaced vent grate."

Isaac overheard their conversation from his hunched position. "Well, good news and bad news. Good news is that no one's been hearing any crawling around above them, so you may have just caught this guy if it really is him. Bad news is that whatever he did, it screwed up our systems really bad. detection functions in the vents have gone black. You're just gonna have to watch the vents as you pass."

"Great" Isaac thought to himself as the batarians walked away, shouting threats at a perceived listener. There went his plans to go vent crawling. All he knew now was that he was somewhere amidships, trying to make his way to the helm. How would he get there undetected now? Sneaking as quietly as he could in his bulky suit, he swore under his breath, wondering what he had just gotten himself into, simultaneously thinking of a way to get into the cockpit. Suddenly, two more guards appeared to his right. He nearly jumped out of his suit upon seeing them, that is, until he realized they were totally oblivious to him. Apparently, the order to check the grates had already been dissimulated. Their weapons were nervously pointed to the vents and away from Isaac. Isaac made a split second decision, as they would notice him as soon as they turned to their left. He pulled out his cutter and in two shots and just as many seconds, two batarians lay beheaded in the passageway.

>>50771978
I don't get the file name

>>50771978
The biggest sin DS3 committed in the opening was twofold, starting you with a gun by default instead of the plasma cutter you had, and worse, visibly nerfing it in the opening to force you to use the stupid gun, the cutter even sounded weaker, that shit should have been lopping heads off left and right

>>50772060
Regenerator Necromorph.

>>50772553
Oh shit! I didn't see it the first time

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>>50771978
The noise was loud, but a plasma cutter was quieter than a normal firearm, and thus wasn't loud enough to put the whole ship on alert as far as Isaac was aware. Nonetheless, Isaac heard voices wondering what they had just heard. Isaac was quickly beginning to realize that this wasn't going to be much of a stealth mission. He rushed into the passageway to his left, running full speed toward the helm, no longer caring about detection. If he got to the helm fast enough, he could accomplish what he had designed quite quickly. He heard others behind him who had taken notice of his thundering metallic footsteps, some ordering him to halt, others firing to no effect, hitting the walls behind him long after he had passed. His cutter in hand, he dropped two more guards rounding a corner. Apparently, the ship's alarm system had come back online, and red lights and sirens had now been activated, blaring defiantly in Isaac's ears and eyes. Finally, he made it to the helm. Shooting the pilot and locking the door behind him, he took a moment to examine the alien creature. it had four black, lifeless eyes set on a round face. The teeth were sharp and more plentiful than a human's. Isaac pulled its corpse from the helmsman's seat, taking it for himself. He could hear the others pounding at the door, swearing and talking frantically among themselves, attempting to conjure up a way to open the door. Isaac only had a few minutes at most before they would find a way to open it. he looked at the control panels lining the helm. One in particular monitored life support. He examined it, flipping through numerous functions before finding the one he wanted. an option glared at him in blinking white and red, asking him if he wanted to purge life support aboard the ship. Isaac selected to except the helm before hitting "confirm". Within seconds, Isaac could hear the pounding and yelling no more, free now to use the cruiser at his leisure.

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>>50772777
>check em

"Hey Shepard, guess what?" Isaac said over omni-tool.

"Isaac, you crazy bastard! What the hell did you just do?!"

"You know that one big cruiser hiding behind those ships astern to the Rayya?"

"Yeah, We've been weaving around trying to get a clear shot at it-"

"I just boarded it and purged life support. I'm looking at their IFF tone programming right now. Have EDI upload the Normandy's to me and I'll re-program theirs to it so that we won't risk friendly fire. Do you have a visual?"

Shepard looked at the ladar panel near joker to see that cruiser was now moving. EDI had transmitted the IFF tone to Isaac, and within less than a minute, that cruiser was now transmitting it. A few shots from the Migrant Fleet hit its shields, overloading them before immediately ceasing fire upon receiving the IFF tone. Shepard ordered a tap on Isaac's communication from the ship. he over heard Isaac telling the quarians practically the same thing he had been told himself. Soon enough, the Commander once again found himself at Isaac's audience.

"Shepard, come on now. there's no need for wire tapping here. just giving the Fleet a heads up. Now gimme a minute, all these fighters should be a piece of cake once I hack into their controls from here. most of them seem to have deployed form this ship. You're gonna have to work on those cruisers while I do that though. Sound good?"

Shepard was flabbergasted. Just how much of this man's past has been hidden? how much did he really know? What were his real capabilities? Shepard responded to Isaac before spacing completely off. "Sounds good to me. We'll work on the cruisers. I'l make sure the Fleet stays out of it so friendly fire won't ensue."

"Roger that!"

>>50772777
Nice triplets.

>>50772893
>Just how much of this man's past has been hidden?

Ya better not know...but you will.

>>50772893
>Zaeed muttering "this takes me back" in
>3
>2
>1

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>>50772893
Isaac began to work on the fighters. Turns out the fleet had been doing some damage while he was sneaking around. six out of fifteen small fighters had been shot down. Now for Isaac to take care of the rest. He looked at each one of them on their status panel on the helm, just above the empty co-pilot's seat. it required clearance code to access any of their systems, implying that someone in charge of the mission would be the only one capable of interfering with the fighter's controls. Luckily, it was easy enough to hack through, and son enough, all the fighters found themselves at Isaac's mercy. Switching over to the co-pilot's seat, he remotely commandeered one of them, using the co-pilot's joystick to fly it. The distressed pilot, unaware of what had happened since he deployed, began screaming at Isaac to stop, frantically asking him what he was doing. Isaac muted him before opening fire on the other fighters. One by one, they fell, burning up and breaking apart at Isaac's unsuspected fire. he downed two of them before the rest caught on and began to fire at the commandeered ship. One took Isaac by surprise, coming up at him from below and bisecting his fighter with deadly accurate fire, blackening Isaac's screen. No matter. Seven more fighters to choose from. Isaac assumed the controls of another hapless fighter before turning it against its friends.

Meanwhile, Shepard had wasted no time engaging the cruisers. Two of four had already fallen to the Normandy's mighty guns, having been alarmed and dumbfounded by the seeming unresponsiveness of the one Isaac had hijacked. In their confusion, they had neglected the Normandy. The remaining two attempted to flee as Shepard pursued them.

"Alright, Isaac! We're almost done here, how's it going on your end?"

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>>50773741
"Doing just fine...." Isaac replied as he downed another fighter. At this point, his aim had greatly improved, and only four fighters remained, his puppet included. Their mutual hopes of ending the fight fast came to an abrupt end, however, as five more cruisers came in to reinforce. "... okay, nevermind then."

"I see it." Shepard replied. "Alright, we're gonna have to lure them away from all these ships, the Fleet's going to have to get involved. We can't take on these many ships at once." the cruisers had begun to open fire as they came in from Shepard's starboard. Most shots missed, but the hull groaned in protest as several shots struck home.

"Or can we?" Isaac replied as he finished off the last few fighters. He noticed the Normandy taking Evasive action as the cruisers continued to fire. As he watched, he noticed they were all sticking together in a tight formation, at least for the moment. Big mistake. now was Isaac's chance to enact the insane, near suicidal plan that was materializing in his head. "Tell you what, keep evading their shots, but don't weave in and out of the other ships. Stay in their sights so that they stick together. I have an idea."

"You'd better know what you're doing, Isaac..." Shepard replied as EDI notified him of their paltry remaining shield strength.

Relinquishing the co-pilot's seat, Isaac took the helm up once more, driving himself straight for the enemy formation.

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bumping to save thread

>>50773741
>son enough

Damn Son's brother?

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>>50774778
AAAAAHHHHH
>>50774036
In the meantime, the Admirals and several other major captains and leaders aboard the Migrant fleet watched in awe and Horror as the skirmish continued to unfold. Among the audience were some prominent Council officials, taking note of Isaac's actions and wondering what the outcome would be and what course of action they should take with him. They had been ready to entreat him and Shepard to an interview aboard the Citadel regarding dissimulation of technological advancements. Now they weren't sure what they were going to do regarding this enigmatic and now seemingly insane man. Nezala was among the guard placed nearby to ensure the bridge aboard the Rayya was safe. She couldn't help but watch as the ladar's holo-panel depicted a now one-manned cruiser shooting straight for an unsuspecting enemy formation. As far as the batarians knew, the cruiser had regained control and was now joining the chase in trying to subdue the Normandy. Not sure if it was a good time, she decided to call Isaac.

"Isaac, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Uh, Nezala, this isn't the best time-"Isaac replied as he began to converge on the enemy formation.

"Your trajectory is telling us that you're not gonna be able to converge on them in time before crashing! What are you doing?!"

"Just trust me, Nezala. I've got it under control."

"You obviously don't! You're going to crash into them in forty seconds!" Nezala was not the only one who noticed Isaac's seemingly suicidal trajectory. The entire bridge was starting to go into an uproar. Efforts were made to try and remotely assume control of the ship, but to no avail. The admirals and council officials started to panic. The best chance they had at fully understanding all this newfound technology was seconds away from being vaporized.

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>>50775001
Shepard was just beginning to notice Isaac's course of action. he too called Isaac, protesting his actions. "Isaac! Isaac what the hell are you thinking?! You've got no time left, you have to get out of that ship NOW!"

All the while, Clarke was simply taking it all in stride. Without even addressing his worrisome audience which now included the leaders at the Rayya's bridge (who had just succeeded in establishing communication through hacking into the ship's intercom), Isaac set the course on auto-pilot, blatantly ignoring his new allies and the automated voice warning him of imminent impact. At this point the batarians were beginning to catch on to what was happening, but evasive maneuvers were swiftly becoming impossible. They had let Isaac slip from their attention far too long. Isaac exited the helm and made his way to the airlock.

"Here come the fireworks..."

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>>50775260
He pressed the green panel on the second airlock door and found himself careening out of the ship's airlock. Aiming himself away from the impending blast, his heels and back exploded in white light as he flew at dizzying speed away from the enemy formation. All eyes watched in awe a mere ten seconds later as his abandoned cruiser plowed into the other batarian ships. Spectators form nearby ships shielded their eyes as the massive explosion engulfed all of the enemy's ships in fire and shrapnel. the first three on the near side were completely obliterated, and the resultant combustion of their ruin lit up the dark space around them for miles. The other two ships were torn apart in various places as large chunks of the other ships went straight through them. the fourth ship suffered bisection as the ship next to it blew apart, the shock alone being enough to sever it. The fifth ship suffered catastrophic damage from its starboard side as the compounded remains of the formation flew into its side. About twenty minutes had elapsed since the first shot was fired by the batarians. No one in their outfit was left to tell the tale by the end of the skirmish.

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k, will be back later tonight. Hold the fort down, make some OC, all that good jazz

It just occured to me that Isaac could have kept the ship intact and gift it to the Migrant Fleet.

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>>50775001
>>50775260
>>50775278
I can already picture Jack's face
>pic related

>>50775001
>ladar
Lad-ar?

A lad with a radar?

>>50776369
play the Reaper IFF mission

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Remember this?

>>50777378
It was glorious.

>>50776369

Its the same principal as radar, but using a laser.

Its pretty useful in space, because it allows for a focused scan on an area that will return a cohesive signal from a much longer distance than radio waves, and most important can be used to scan an area without letting EVERYONE in the system know your exact position by pinging them constantly.

>>50776369
>>50777972

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lidar

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Enemy design in this game was messed up

>>50779380
The female one is even better once you see what part of the tentacle is made from.

>>50779459
What, the baby?

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tactical bump

>>50779987
You know, maybe it's just my fucked-up brain that thinks some of the stuff in Dead Space is aesthetically kinda cool, but this is actually kinda unnerving to me. I mean, I get that it's just a molded, painted candle, but hot damn, that's just weird.

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>>50780201
All I can say is "You sure it's a model?"
But aside, that is why I chose this picture.

>>50780201
Might be because of how realistic it looks.

How you can tell it's actually a photograph instead of either a game-render or a piece of concept art.

Wanders into that creepy nether-realm where the logical part of your brain says that it can't be real, but the animal part still wonders.

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>>50780302

>[RAT IN A CAGE]
>USER: Isaac Clarke
>POWER: C
>SPEED: D
>RANGE: S
>STAYING: A
>PRECISION: C
>LEARNING: C
>STAND ABILITY: mimetic control

All targets within range fall into an out-of-control frenzy if stand's trademark call is heard. Subjects to stand power can be dealt with in three ways, depending on the user's choice. 1.) User can opt to have target fall into a complete frenzy, robbing them of sleep and general cognitive ability. Subjects will begin to lose memories, even their identities if the stand's effects are not somehow mitigated. 2.) user can directly control the physical actions of the target for an indefinite period if target is within visual or audible range. If target has fallen out of both, target is then freed. 3.) User can project hallucinatory objects/sounds within field of view/hearing of target. these are limited only to the user's imagination. Stand can be overpowered by those with stronger will.

>>50780400
>How can you tell
I don't know, I've just picked up a sense for things like that; photographs have some kind of, "tell," about them that's fairly hard to describe. And I've seen weirder, "art for art's sake," style things before. Look up Patricia Piccinini, she does a lot of, "post-humanity," stuff.

>>50780582
Er, read my post back again, Anon. I said that it was exactly why you could tell it was a photograph (due to the je ne sais quoi you describe) that makes it so creepy.

>>50780659
Ah, I see now. Yeah, you're right.

>>50748217
>pastebin

link?

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>>50780520
I feel like this would be the perfect piece of art to represent that [stand]. All that's needed now is for Isaac to don the zealot rig for extra pants shitting effect.

>>50781026
It's be pretty symbolic if you think about it. The markers are ALWAYS there at the corners of his mind, even if he did learn how to shut them about. It's only right that a physical manifestation of that which he can never truly escape be made to stand by him.

>>50780520
Stand stats only usually go to A even when they are rediculous like Hanged Man moving at the speed of light between mirrors.

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>>50781026
This reminds me of pic related.

>>50775957
It's Isaac. I'm fairly sure any ship he boards will experience a necromorph infestation and/or explode within a week of his setting foot on it.

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>>50775278
>Meanwhile, inside Isaac's helmet

>>50768112
I miss it too, OP just up and vanished one day. Hopefully nothing bad happened to him. It's a long shot but you could try poking his twitter.

>>50784322
Whats predator quest? I have never heard of it before

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>>50785002
Not surprising, it's pretty old at this point. Predator Quest is an old quest from 2013 where you play as a Predator who favours guile and cunning over brute strength. Your first mission has you take a trip to Pandora of Avatar fame, which has been overrun by Xenomorphs and Weyland Yutani. It was notable at the time for being easy to get into, even for people who hated quests. It didn't have anything anime about it whatsoever, it was all about Predators doing Predator things, hunting prey and taking trophies while opredating operationally and solving the Predator Empire's problems.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Predator%20Quest

The author up and vanished one day, which is sad because the quest attracted some amazing drawfags. Pic related. Three-Claw (the protagonist) has a lot in common with Shepard, Doom Guy and Isaac. A martial badass who gets shit done when it needs getting done without simply resorting to brute force all the time. unless fish are involved

A Dead Space crossover with Alien could be very interesting because of how "futureold" all of the human technology is. You have starships and FTL yet the computers are clunky vacuum tube tier and people still use ballistic weapons. If you took Alien: Isolation and replaced Ripley with Isaac, Isaac would take one look around and say "fuck, I hate mondays" before closing his helmet and crawling into the nearest vent.

>>50785194
Fish? Why fish?

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>>50785773
Because they have a plasma cannon.

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>>50781137
Shoot, then which stands do have S stats?

>>50787054
Bullshit OP polt device stands.

>>50779380
Well the whole inspiration for Necromorphs are drowned bodies and The Thing.

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>>50787500
kind of

>>50787533
Yer right.

But earlier Necromorphs were...let's say that they hired the people that did the aliens for Star Wars.

Thank God the devs were not satisfied.

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>>50787600
then they looked at a dead goat and liked what they saw

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>>50787647

>>50787759
>those 5 light where eyes
fuck, it just gets creepy

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>>50787925
got a whole lot more

>>50787979
gotta say, the artist work is plainly great

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>>50787979

>>50788040
The stalker is just a masterpiece in my opinion

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>>50788040
GET OUT OF HERE STALKER

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>>50788267

>>50788342
Mr.Sun was the worst kind of jump scare

That said I'm happy DS3 didn't have any children in it this time

>>50787054
I think there were one or two, but I can't remember exactly which ones. Some of the complete BS ones have stats that are infinite like Made in Heaven or Natorious B.IG., or none like GER's entire statblock.

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>>50788040
Let's see some of Isaac's concepts

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>>50789352

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>>50789383

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>>50789383
>Isaac wasn't born whole.

>>50780520
This is a really cool idea.
If i were inspired to write a bit of Jojo/Dead Space for the thread Juke, could i use it?

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>>50789784
HELL YEAH you can use it

also, gonna start writing in a few

>>50789871
In which case, i'll start writing, but i'm not exactly an expert, so make sure to criticise me constantly.

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>>50789909
Something that helps infinitely with writing is reading. I've come to learn that the best way to improve my prose was to read the prose of others, knowing what I like and don't like, then taking a crack at it myself, asking for feedback along the way.

It's a long, sometimes arduous process, but it's a helluva lot of fun too

>>50789909
>>50789946
Just remember - sometimes it will hurt. Hard. But the prize...

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>>50775278
Everyone on the Normandy was quiet for a few moments, as was the occupancy of the entirety of the Migrant fleet and of the the surrounding ships. Just twenty minute and an entire flight of slavers had been obliterated, with all the destruction hinging on the mad plans of some supposed extradimensional newcomer. All the high ups continued pondering their future interactions with the blue-visored man. He was definitely far more dangerous than they had anticipated if he was capable of dealing this much damage single-handed. It definitely warranted a much more conservative approach in their proposed dealing with him. The fact that he had joined forces with the famous Commander Shepard threw another wrench in anyone's plans to subjugate or swindle the engineer. Meanwhile, Shepard and his crew anxiously awaited Isaac's return. It took a tense two minutes for him to find his way back to the Normandy. As he stepped back into the airlock doors, he was greeted by the commander.

"Well, you sure as hell know how to make bad ideas work."

"Sure do..." Isaac was a bit too exhausted to carry on too much conversation. At this point he just needed some rest and time to gather his thoughts. Presentation times more than likely had to be postponed or reset entirely. As he walked to the elevator, almost everyone on the CIC had their eyes on the weary man in armor. Most all bore the same expression of raised brows and deadpan stares borne either out of fear, respect, or awe. Isaac simply didn't really care enough to return any of them. Before stepping into the elevator, he addressed the commander. "Hey, tell the guys over at the Migrant fleet we gotta postpone everything for just a bit."

Isaac stared as he entered the Marker observation deck, his eyes locked immediately to the colossal golden obelisk before him, pulsing with crackling alien energies.
"Oh my god... I built that?" spoke the beleaguered engineer, as he lowered his gaze to the horde of vicious undead monstrosities surrounding the gold Marker. "What are they doing?" he asked himself.
"They're all coming to the marker," began the ruined remains of his once great mind, Convergence is at hand."
His rig detected an incoming call and brought up the holo-display, sunken blue eyes met a steely grey as he regarded the panicked face of director Tidemann, the bastard who'd held him hostage for all those years.
"Clarke! I knew you were trouble from the start. But they told me you were necessary, that your mind was the purest. I spent years sifting through your demented brain. This is not the way it was supposed to happen!"
"well how was it supposed to happen Tidemann?"
"We had it under control, Clarke this is not our fault. We were so close to understanding it!"
At this exact moment, the undead monstrosity formerly known as Private Enrico set foot within the Gold Marker's radius, sending a blast of sickly yellow energy up the cruel obelisk, causing the rig connection to sputter and spark.
Tidemann began truly panicking now, eyes wide with fear and babbling excuses as the marker began to draw necromorph bodies up and into itself. Isaac looked to his right and met the eyes of the woman he saw die. "Why, what the hell is it doing?"
"What it was made to do, Isaac you have to make us whole.
The next few steps were a blur as he entered the room containing the Machine.
"The machine, just like Stross said. I remember this, the machine activates the parts of our brain where the Marker codes are stored. But how does that threaten the Marker? What were they afraid of?
"Me. Us. Working together.

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>>50790569
So far, Kira Yoshikage was having a wonderful day, his new ability totally ensures his quiet life, his confidence was high, his nails were trimmed, and just now his watch had deflected an air bullet from stray cat. This day could simply not get any better.

Isaac Clarke was having a terrible day. His rig was bloodstained and ruptured, his hand had been impaled by that bastard tidemann and now he had to destroy a Marker, at least today couldn't get any worse.

"It seems as if some divine luck follows me, Yoshikage Kira!"
"MAKE,US.WHOLE"

Yoshikage Kira was now having a bad day.
Isaac Clarke's day has become worse.

Isaac stood within his own mind, shadows clawing and biting at the armour he summoned to protect himself.
Kira crashed against a wall, struggling to remain conscious as Crazy Diamond pummelled his Stand.
Isaac fired at a representation of the marker, battling fiercely for control of his soul and to save mankind.
Kira ran from the Higashikata boy, if josuke was to save his friend, he'd pay the price.
Isaac knelt, victorious as the marker and the station, exploded around him.
Kira panicked, as stand users surrounded him.

>>50791037
Looking forward to more
no things sticking out, but probably cuz you learn to ignore once you read bad grammar a lot.
So far so good

>>50791037
Simultaneous writing to the end of part 4. That's interesting so far

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>>50790569
>>50791037
You have my attention

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>>50790534
"That might already be taken care of." replied a feminine voice from behind him. She stood at a console in front of a large holographic map of the galaxy, wearing standard Cerberus garb. "I've just gotten a joint message from the admiralty board and the Council representatives. The Admirals have come to a decision that your presentations can no longer be on board the fleet. They've been having too many logistical problems and altercations between outsiders and quarians. In the meantime, the Council has offered to have you aboard the Presidium over at the Citadel to continues your demo."

"Yeah, that's nice." Isaac said dismissively. "Tell them I'll call them back in a bit."

"How long will, 'a bit' be?" Shepard asked. "I've was thinking we should talk, Isaac"

"About what?"

"I think you know what." Shepard replied sternly. Suddenly it come back to Isaac's remembrance. ;Everything he had withheld on their first encounter was coming back to bite him even harder, now that he had demonstrated just what he could do.

"Ah, that..." Isaac stammered. "Alright... alright, we can talk about that real quick."

Suspense and suspicion started to show through Shepard's furrowed, stern countenance, unbeknownst to Isaac as he turned and walked into the briefing room. His initial thoughts as to what this man could be hiding had been blown out of the water. They were disingenuous at the very best compared to what he had seen. Clarke had to be some sort of commando or freedom fighter or dangerous fugitive of some sort. No way he was the ordinary man he proclaimed himself to be. Shepard momentarily halted hi assumptions, waiting to hear the answers to his questions as he too stepped into the room with Isaac.

>>50790569
>dead space/Jojo
WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?

okay bad news guys, just accidentally deleted all progress on the next update so i might be another half hour or so.

>>50791529
notepad+CTRL+S every few minutes is a writefag's best friend

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>>50791529
dengit bobbeh
>>50791358
"That's one way of putting it." Isaac replied. "I just don't know where I want to start."

Shepard crossed his arms as Isaac spoke. "Anything you're not that excited to tell me?"

"I'm not that excited to tell you just about any of it, I'll be honest..."

"Anything illicit?"

"No, nothing like that... Look, it's not that I have anything to hide..." Isaac replied, detecting Shepard's suspicion. "It's just one of those things that isn't very easy to talk about."

Shepard leaned over the table near Isaac, partly a a gesture of having warmed up a little and partly a gesture signifying an increase in attention paid. "Isaac. All I know is some secondhand stuff that lieutenant told me. Now, I've had my fair share of rough scrapes myself, so don't think I'll be weak-stomached. Just trust me Isaac. You can tell me everything. I need to hear it."

"... Alright then."

With some reluctance, Isaac gave Shepard a full accounting of his recent history. As he went over his past he went into deeper detail than he did with Nezala. He chronicled his difficulties with his family and his engineering career, citing and explaining Unitology and how it costed him a higher education. He went on ahead to his encounters aboard the Normandy, telling him about the necromorph infestation and his plight to save the one he loved, only to find not only that she had died beforehand, but that the very force that by connection caused her death was now implanted in his head, giving him occasion to explain the Marker phenomenon to Shepard. The commander's interest had been piqued, albeit with a sense of eerie dread. he couldn't help but ask Isaac more about the menace that had so utterly ruined Isaac's life. "Nezala only gave Tali and i a brief description. Sounds a lot more dangerous than what we heard."

>>50791529
Isaac's last thoughts were of Ellie, it felt good knowing that he had actually managed to save someone for once. It comforted him somewhat as he sat there on the podium, sirens wailing and warning of imminent reactor collapse. He couldn't quite understand why the unitologists were so afraid of death, thinking on it now. Frankly he welcomed it, if this was what his life would be.

The Marker, in it's last dying moments was furious. How dare the Architect reject Convergence, it was Unthinkable. and so that dark, cruel cunning went to work. It could never kill him, all prior experience pointed to that. But if it used the energy from the reactors, and used the last of it's energy. It could banish The Architect.
As the reactors blew, Isaac was enveloped in gold.

Kira Yoshikage didn't want to die, sure he'd done bad things but it was all so he could live his quiet life. That was a worthy cause. And he was Enraged, that these... Children, would be so selfish as to deny him that. But his back was to the wall, Jotaro Kujo, The Higashikata boy and even that Nijimura imbecile, back from the dead to spite him. And he had no tricks left. [The Hand] would scrape away his bombs, [Star platinum] could effortlessly penetrate his defences and even if he somehow landed a hit, Josuke would use his [Crazy Diamond] to bring them back.
Kira's Divine luck had betrayed him, and he had run out of hope,
Until he saw the Light

>>50791903
Brb, making coco

>>50791933
the legends say he is powered by hot chocolate and cold kebabs.
i Write now

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>>50790569
>>50791037
>>50791903
this is by far the craziest idea we've ever seen realized in these threads

and I'm loving every bit of it

>>50791837
>He went on ahead to his encounters aboard the Normandy, telling him about the necromorph infestation
I know it's a typo, but goddamn if that doesn't remind me of the Joker mission in ME2

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>>50792761
how did I even manage that

>>50792795
You think Isaacs rig has recording ability so there's video footage of the awful hes had to sit through?

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>>50792115
Isaac awoke to an ear splitting crack and several screams, which frankly was the expected outcome whenever he did anything these days. As consciousness slowly returned he noticed several things, firstly Isaac was planet-side, secondly, there seemed to be a man with strange zebra hair running away at incredible speed, and lastly he was surrounded by unconscious bodies. This was all rather concerning.
Dragging himself to his feet, (noting that his RIG was thankfully, still active) Isaac had a quick gander about to try and catch his bearings. From the look of things, he appeared to be in some sort of small, vaguely Asian town, though his expertise extended no further than that.
"I should've known taking Spanish was gonna bite me in the ass"
["I want you" starts playing in the background.]
"Ogenkidesuka?"
Isaac turned, and before him stood an incredibly tall teenager.
With a pompadour. "what is this, the 1950's?"

>>50793202
I don't imagine he keeps them if he does. That said, most of his stuff from DS1 was more than likely confiscated anyways.

>>50793299
i gotta finish some food, so i probably won't be posting for a few hours. however i will be monitoring the thread.
give suggestions and advice please, i have a general plot idea.
tell me how terrible i am.

>>50793509
It's kinda off Isaac could pinpoint the pomp to the 50's I guess? Not too versed on what isaac knows tho. I hope he'll find a way to break the language barrier.

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>>50793509
this >>50793670
I do like the way you're telling both stories at once and en media res. Not much else to say. I think we'll have more to work with once we see you write more

>>50793823
>>50793670
Isaac always seemed like an Elvis guy to me.
but i shoulda said 1900's or something instead of 50's specifically.

>>50793823
Which suit is Isaac wearing at the moment anyway?

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>>50794331
He's wearing the advanced suit (for reasons)

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>>50794331
In mine? arctic survival.

>>50788040
I wish more games had stalker like enemy's

>>50794542
Having an enemy that baits you and then hits you from the back or side was kind of freaky at first.

Then I hid in a corner and let them all come to me. Just wish they would have given them AI smart enough to counter that with something.

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>>50793299
Isaac's confusion only continued to grow as the boy spoke, leading to a rather tense few seconds as they stared each other down.
Eventually one of the other people awoke, this one wearing a white long-coat, with some kind of strange, torn up hat that merged seamlessly with his hair.
At first the confused engineer was relieved, maybe this guy would know English (or Spanish) and he'd be able to start asking questions.

All of that went out the window when Isaac saw the man's eyes, they were wide open, with irises frantically spinning, looking for threats.

Jotaro awoke panicked, mind ablaze with worry. That blast, did it kill any of the others? If Kira was still alive or conscious he'd almost certainly have tried to finish off Josuke while the others were down. He scanned the area, taking note of the others. Okuyasu to his left, uniform torn and blood running down his arm but breathing steadily. Past the Nijimura kid was Koichi, face-down in a trash can, either unconscious or dead, status unknown. Behind him was the Mangaka, Rohan, conscious and also scanning the area before getting up, an almost imperceptible nod after eye contact establishing recognition.
Now where's Josuke?
Straight ahead, loudly questioning.. what looks like [A STAND], all grey edges and steel with a midnight blue trim.
There was no time to waste, if this was some ally of Kira's then Josuke would need help.
The dolphin enthusiast stood quickly bringing out his [STAR PLATINUM] to defend himself and his young uncle.

Meanwhile, Yoshihiro Kira, looked on from a nearby rooftop, softly rejoicing to himself.
"Yes! incredible, my wonderful son escapes again, though i don't quite understand how, this couldn't be the ability he spoke of earlier. so it must be by the hands of the man in the suit. I must observe him, so that i can tell Yoshikage of him. Maybe if can figure out his [STAND], i can aid him in battling these meddlers."
In the elder Kira's bag, The [ARROW] stirs.

>>50794422
Juke confirmed good taste. Until specified I think most people imagine the engineering suit.
>>50794395
That or the Eva suit are probably the most fab ones from 2, oh or the pimpin gold engineering suit.

>>50794931
I always just sniped them with the javelin gun. I pretty just used that and the line gun through all of 2.

>>50788342
>>50788600
I don't get it. What's the "Mr Sun" thing a reference too? I don't remember any thing like that in the games.