

Locked forever.Dead space has always been one of my favorite game franchises, and the style and handling of science fiction has stayed with me especially the design, the armor of issac in the first one is super iconic the color and the design of the helmet that looks like a welding helmet excites me a lot, not to mention the metal plates that run along the arm and torso seem something out of the ordinary to me, it has inspired i lot my OC's desings. Every door between me and the bridge is locked. HAMMOND: I'm checking something of equal importance on another computer far, far away from whatever section you need to get to in order to shoot down the asteroids. KENDRA: I'm checking something on the computer here. ISAAC: Alright, well I can go fix the life support, can you two. KENDRA: Bunch of asteroids hurtling toward the ship, too. HAMMOND: (also via hologram) Looks like the life support's on the fritz now, though. KENDRA: (via hologram) Great job, Isaac! you fixed the engines! ISAAC: (slams down the face plate of his helmet, crosses his arms) ZACH HAMMOND: What are you so worried about, Isaac? We're taking a gun with us! That'll be more than enough to fend off whatever sinister forces have managed to commandeer a ship staffed by several thousand people!

We can't throw a half-dozen people at every massive, ludicrously profitable mining ship that mysteriously loses contact for no apparent cause! XAVIER: Only five? Isaac, we're a galactic, multitrillion dollar corporation. ISAAC: You're only sending five of us? Isn't the Ishimura a massive ship? So we'll be sending in the five of you to investigate the ship. ISAAC: (pause) Other than that, the suit feels fine. KENDRA: There's a meter on your back for stasis module energy, too! ISAAC: Why wouldn't I just look in my bags to find that out?

KENDRA: (nods) It shows everything in your bags. The hologram for your inventory pops up on your wrist. Couldn't you put it on the wrist or something? ISAAC: (looking over his shoulder at the mirror) How am I supposed to see it? The light gets shorter as your health deteriorates. You see that long light on your back? That's a visual display of your health. KENDRA: (she pulls him over to a mirror) Look.
