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Last thread, we further discussed interactions with Isaac and Shepards team, Discussed his viability as a tech priest, and even cooked up some writefaggotry.

Let's see just where this rabbit hole will take us.

Old thread: >>29557219
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We need us some drawfags
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>>29567266
Indeed we do! What is the ritual required to summon them?
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For some reason, Isaac couldn’t hear the sounds of pursuit. All the better, he thought, I’ll be gone before they catch up. Isaac had to find a way to stop them from completing whatever their plan might be. He can’t crash the ship into the planet, there is a chance the marker might survive. He can’t overload the orbital’s reactor, it wasn’t nuclear powered and there is a chance the Marker might survive an indirect explosion. Before he could properly stop and think about a way to destroy the marker, he had to get past the Unitologist bastards. He couldn’t do that here, he was unfamiliar with the layout of the area and didn’t know what to expect. He needed to be on more familiar ground. This meant getting back to the Telescience area. He had spent the previous night-cycle memorising the layout whilst in the security guards checkpoint. He knew the ins and outs of the area very well and knew that his tools were right nearby.
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>>29567327
The problem was getting BACK to telescience. He couldn’t spacewalk because not only would it be too slow, the airlock was undoubtedly still destroyed. He couldn’t take the obvious route straight there through the halls, the Unitologists might have been caught unawares onces but they would undoubtedly post guards everywhere in the area to ensure he doesn’t escape. Remembering something back from his apprentice days, he was reminded that the majority of Orbital’s like the one he was currently on had a long maintenance shaft that ran the entire length of the station. It was designed so that engineers would have ease of access to the entire station. Immediately Isaac looked for a map of the area, he found one nearby in one of the hallways at a T junction. He had only a few moments to look at it before a pistol shot whined past his head, scoring the wall in front of him. Taking cover behind the nearby corner, he heard the man that was arguing with Naomi earlier call out. “You’re death will be long and hard if you run from me you false prophet!”
“You’re insane! FUCK OFF!” Isaac roared back, firing a round around the corner before rushing for the maintenance shaft he saw on the map.
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He had slept. For how long, who knows, but he was beginning to feel better. Or, at least, less weakened. The call was louder now that his mind was no longer clouded, a thrumming beat that shook his whole body to the very bones. It hurt to stare at a holo-screen, the lights would dance in his eyes and contort into unnerving symbols; symbols that seemed to incessantly pound at his soul, battering it into exhaustion.
He was confined to the med bay, not that he minded, it was utterly unnerving to see some alien walk past him. It brought up some old feeling of terror, with deep rooted pangs of hatred.
Besides, he had work to do. He had saved the docking unit; it had shorted itself out, but with the right replacement parts, he could at least get it partially working. The wiring was complex, moreso than he was used to, but any deficit in his understanding was made up for by the vast amount of information the ship had stored. the entire blueprint, down to the smallest transistor; it was a gold mine. As he read each careful drawing, he became aware of how well-designed it really was. "A inter-species effort,"Shepherd had called it; and he wasn't going to argue with the results.
"Doctor, can you hand me that wire? my hands are full."
"Hm? Oh, yes, here." She was startled at his level of activity; normally it takes days, even weeks to recover from the severe condition he was in, but here he was, standing unsupported, save for a brace he only used to walk around with.
"Is something the matter?"
"Lacerations, contusions, low-pressure sickness, a burst left eardrum, two broken ribs, severe bone loss, and emaciation and dehydration. My boy, you should be dead. Sit down and rest."
"Me resting is useless if we don't-ow, damn. Hang on." He returned to his work, carefully slotting a replacement chip in place. Most of the chips were merely programmable base units, meaning the ship had tons of spares.
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>>29567356
"As I was saying," He said, wiping his hands off on his shirt front, "Even if I rest, it won't do us any good if the docking system is broken to all hell. Besides the one girl was pretty damn adamant about me being some idiot.
"And why is that your problem?"
He smiled, just a bit, "I like proving people wrong."
"Well, you surely have recovered, mentally, at least."
He paused, and shrugged wordlessly.
There was a polite knock at the door.
"Am I interrupting?"
"No, Commander, we were just discussing Mr. Clarke's miraculous recovery."
"Yep, and I owe it all to you. Thanks, Shepherd."
"No need for thanks. We saved your ass, you saved ours."
"That wouldn't have happened if you hadn't saved me in the first place. But I'm glad I could help. Speaking of, can you do me a favor?"
He held out the repaired docking control panel, smirking wryly, "Care hadning this off to miss, what's her name again? Taki?"
"Tali."
"Right. She seemed a bit bothered by my work, I'd like to give this as a peace offering."
Shepherd took the device gingerly, looking it over. It was a mass of solder joints, wire, jumper cables and found electronic bits.
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>>29567419

"It's not pretty, but it'll function until a real repair can be made. I'd go out there and fix it myself-"
"You certainly will not!"
Isaac flinched, "But Dr. Chakwas is of the opinion that I should stay and rest."
Shepherd nodded, "Yeah, I'll let her know you got it working. Meanwhile, listen to the good doctor and rest up. We're going to take you to a clinic at the Citadel to make sure you are alright."
"Citadel?"
"Yes, the Citadel."
She was met by a blank, slightly confused stare.
"Big satellite?"
Still no response.
"Hub of all intergalactic civilization?"
Now the look was less confusion and more interest.
"Commander, a word, if you would."
"Ah. One moment, Clarke." She nodded, following Chakwas out.
"I'm concerned for Mr. Clarke's mental stability. Kelly performed further sessions with him during our down time here and; I believe at the very least he is suffering from some neurological damage. He had both physical and mental signs of such trauma, and he has no memory of himself or much of anything else. For now, we are unsure if this amnesia is temporary, caused by stress, or if it may be permanent. I'd advise avoiding over-stimulation, if he becomes too stressed he may suffer another psychotic episode."
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>>29567453
"So, we should make sure not to freak him out."
"Essentially, yes."
"And what about when he comes to the actual Citadel?"
"Ah, well...we were thinking of sedating him."
"Doctor, this man saved our lives. He's either sane enough to know what's going on around him, or crazy enough to fool me, either way, I don't approve of drugging him because we're worried he might get a bit touchy. If you're worried about him getting violent, we can always send him down to the cargo hold with Grunt.
"Yes...Commander."
She walked past Shepherd, as Shepherd slipped back into the room with a smile.
"Doc tells me you've got some memory loss; no memory of the Citadel, or pretty much any events before we picked you up."
"About that much, yeah."
"Well, have a seat, we've got some explaining to do."
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>>29567350
Dropping into the poorly-lit shaft, Isaac immediately felt at home amongst the clutter. He knew that all maintenance shafts would undoubtedly lead to the main shaft that ran the length of the station. This was his one way out and he was taking it, no regrets. RIG suit charged and ready he stormed through the maintenance tunnel, looking for any sign of the large tunnel. At last he found it, rushing over to the entrance he immediately stopped dead. There, lying on the floor, was a severed arm. With a claw for a hand. The stranger thing was that there was no blood surrounding it. Walking up the tunnel he turned on his gravity manipulator built-in to the RIG suit for extra strength when he crushed the arm underfoot. Peering into the tunnel he noticed immediately that the lighting was sporadic at best. He would have to go slow and careful whilst in there. Leaning down, he tore off the dagger like claw attached to the arm and held it at the ready alongside his stolen pistol. Oddly enough, he felt a strange calm overcome him. This is what he was for.
Ready for war, Isaac Clarke stepped into the darkness
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>>29567477
Quick note, it's spelled "Shepard". Sorry, just trying to quell my raging autism.
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>>29567550
No, no, that's good to let me know. I'll change it for further entries and try to retro that in. thanks for the heads up.

>Is starting to lose his own sanity writing this.

I have never written stuff like this (fan fiction/AU fiction) so I'm going crosseyed since it's hard for me to keep up with everything.

I think the next blurb or two are going to be the last for tonight; I'll see if I have spare time tomorrow to do more, though.
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>>29567661
Will you have pastebin or something set up somewhere?
I'm really fucking enjoying this.
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>>29567661
Yeah, what >>29567717 said. This is really, really awesome man. Really well done so far.

>>29567541
Same goes to you. We have two wonderful writefags in this thread right now
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>>29567717
Yes. With retro changes to some grammar and whatnot.
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>>29567794
Oh god. That's fucking perfect. Makes me ask, though. Would Isaac use his old DS1 RIG or something like the Advanced Suit?
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>>29567823
why not an advanced suit that looks like the DS1 one?
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>>29567205
There has to be a better way to do that kind of procedure. Especially one without the risk of catastrophic failure.
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>>29567843
Its called sedatives and things to hold you in place
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>>29567812
Fuck yeah.
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>>29567842
I meant aesthetically. Because I honestly liked the Security and Advanced suits more than the DS1 RIG.
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Can somebody please stat Issac for Rogue Trader?

He'd have to have crazy good mental resistances.
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>>29567867
I personally think segmented armor looks awesome
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>>29567867
Advanced suit was my personal favorite. If I ever have the time, I want to make it to wear around. I already ripped the 3D file from the game; so if I resize it to my measurements, it's feasible.

>Me has a thing for HEV-type suits.
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>>29567874
off topic but necromorphs wouldnt stand a fucking chance in 40k
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Ignore this post; testing a formatting thing; I can;t seem to add tabs to the writing; and it would help if I could.

>>29567932
They're basically genestealers, and those assholes do some nasty damage.
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>>29567932
On hive worlds they would flourish.

No way to defend against Exterminatus, though. Which will no doubt be necessary in the event of a necromorph outbreak.
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>>29567874

I'm shocked that no one has done this after two whole threads... step it up, /tg/.

I've never played Rogue Trader so I won't be able to do it on my own easily.
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>>29568024

That plasma cutter is the worst tool ever.
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>>29568070
>long-ranged lightsaber
>worst tool ever

What!??!?
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>>29568070
You're the worst tool ever.
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>>29567874
His Willpower would be in the seventies at least. And with some Unnatural Willpower. x3 maybe.
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>>29568158
maybe even higher, the fucker willpowered a marker to death
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>>29568177
He'd have to have a good few levels under his belt to have the number of points necessary for that. In DS1 he was a focused Engineer. After taking a few levels by killing a truckload of space zombies he put tons of points in willpower.
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>>29568177
Tentatively... WP 80, Unnatural Willpower x3? Makes for a Willpower Bonus of 24. Also obviously he'd have Jaded, Dark Soul, Fearless, Nerves of Steel, Paranoia, Rapid Reaction, Deadeye Shot... What else?
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>>29568093
It's awesome as a WEAPON, but as a construction implement? Using a PROJECTILE powersaw on a normal construction site would be dangerous, but doing it on a spaceship where any missed shot could put a hole in the outer hull? Just touching that thing is probably an OSHA violation.
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>>29568329
That's him in DS3, at least. Once he's went full on 'Now, the Necromorphs have nightmares about me.'
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>>29568329
Engineering skill out the wazoo. It's his profession, after all.
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>>29567541
The familiar feeling of claustrophobia, the sense of danger all around, the darkness in front and behind, the only light being that of his RIG suit. Possible undead monsters in front of him, clear psychotic religious types above him with the intent of genocide with little he could do to stop them. This situation was shitty, Isaac new it but he was going to make the best of it. Walking in a straight line, the steady *clunk, clunk, clunk* of his boots making the only noise in the shaft, Isaac was waiting for it to happen. As it always did, these places were their favourite haunts. Those corpse like fuckers, hiding in the dark, pretending to be dead. Just waiting to jump out at you and rip your throat out. The memories came trickling back to him, of fighting with his life on the line, going toe-to-toe with immortal creatures of death that don’t stop coming, of being lacerated and battered again and again.
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>>29568380
Tech-Use is a skill, not a Talent. But yeah, he'd have it at +20, the Master Enginseer talent... I dunno if there are other Tech-Use/engineering talents.
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>>29568352
Hmmm. Good point. However, I thought that he souped up the power in order to be able to take off limbs and whatnot. At very low power levels the plasma cutter is way, way better than any welding device that exists. It is compact, small, has easily stored and carried battery packs, and is incredibly versatile, able to weld, slice, and melt things together or cut them apart.
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>>29568461
Isaac had thought it was all over, that he wouldn’t have to deal with these fucking abominable creatures again. He was wrong of course, we humans just can’t leave well enough alone, wether it’s worshipping the monsters or trying to study them, we always put ourselves into the fire, only after oiling up first of course. These creatures, always stalking, hiding, slashing, hitting, always trying to kill him, always HIM. Come on! Come at him now! Im ready for you! Im ready! IM READY! COME ON! ATTACK ME! KILL ME! JUST TRY IT YOU FUCKING MONSTERS! I’LL RIP YOUR GOD DAMN HEADS O-*clunk*
Realising he had been screaming at the darkness to come and kill him, he felt a bit foolish when he found himself staring at the ladder up to Telescience. As he put his foot onto the first rung, he heard a something slither in the darkness behind him. Already keyed up on adrenaline he whirled around, claw and pistol at the ready. He saw nothing, as he steadily scanned the maintenance tunnel for movement. Cursing himself for wasting time and imagining things he turned around and began to climb the ladder. It wasn’t until the claw exploded out of his shoulder that he realised he was in trouble.
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>>29568329
After the first contact with the thing he'd just have From Beyond. No fearless or jaded-it just doesn't affect him as it should. Doesn't have a willpower requirement either. Maybe after 2 he has Jaded, but...yeah.
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>>29568518
Hurled backwards into the darkness, the light from the telescience maintenance above illuminating the one armed creature standing before him, Isaac remembered to keep a death-grip on his weapons. Long hours of fighting on the Ishimura had trained that particular instinct deeply into him. Rolling with his momentum he lost sight of the creature and when he stood back up, ready to fight, it was gone. Quickly he scanned his surroundings, looking for the creature. He didn’t properly see it earlier since he was shouting at the darkness to kill him but this area of the maintenance shaft was much bigger than the rest of the tunnel. Immediately he realised that this place was the Engineering Storage for the Telescience section of the station. There would be all kinds of materials and tools down here, if only his RIG’s lighting could extend far enough to see it. He knew the creature was still down her with him, the blood trickling down his shoulder was enough to attest to its reality. This was no hallucination he was dealing with, the crazy fuckers above had actually let one escape to down here.
It’s hunting me, it will expect me to make a mad dash for safety. Wether back into the confines of the tunnel, a less likely option or straight for the ladder and up into the light. If I do either it would undoubtedly cut me in half. Therefore it has to be in a position to capitalize on my movements. Meaning it would be halfway between the two areas, as I am, nearby, waiting for me to let my guard down and make my move.
Scanning the area once more, Isaac attuned himself to his surroundings, the pain in his shoulder causing the pistol shudder slightly in his grip. He’d been in worse situations but not many.
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>>29568570
Bleeding, poorly armed to fight a thing that can only be killed by removing its limbs, and exhausted from the constant adrenaline and lack of sleep he had to kill or disable this creature. The best way to do that is to surprise it, shoot it in its hiding spot and capitalize on the situation as best he could.
Isaac continued searching, without moving from his location, until he was sure he could see the outline of a body. Hesitating only a moment he lifted the pistol and fired. The shot illuminating the room, in that moment he was able to see clearly. The RIG suit piled in a heap which he fired at and the monster itself rushing at him from his right, arm raised in a killing blow. Moving as fast as his RIG would allow he dropped down and shoulder charged the onrushing monster in the stomach, causing it to lose its footing. His right shoulder exploding in pain at the exertions and he barely maintained a grip on the pistol. As the creature quickly tried to right itself he fired into its torso as best he could, panic overriding memory, hoping to damage it sufficiently to slow it down. As the bullets forced the creature back the extra breathing room gave him a moment to think and remember. Slowing down, he raised the pistol and fired at the creatures head. At that moment the pain in his shoulder spiked to a new level and he jerked the trigger, the bullet falling down and piercing the creature in its shoulder. It’s one arm was now partly disabled realigning the pistol as best he could, fighting through the pain, he fired one more time at the creatures head, certain it would be a direct shot.
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So who's his romance option?
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>>29568604
*Click*
The pistol was empty and the creature was readying itself for another charge. Its onrushing scream of guttural hate was met by one of equal force from Isaac as he threw away everything except his rage, once again he shoulder charged the beast, not before it could slice at his face, gouging a long furrow into his helmet and partly disabling the lighting emitted from it. Dropped into a pseudo-darkness Isaac, relied on his other senses to fight, with a scream of pure rage he drove the dagger like claw he had into the beast again and again, just as he reared up to stab down once more, aiming for its head, the creatures arm whipped forward and, with a squelching rip, tore into his leg. With yet another scream of undying hate and pain, Isaac assaulted the creature in its death throes eventually decapitating it.
Bruised, battered, bleeding profusely from two very large holes, Isaac fell backwards and took a deep breath.
“Not so tough now are you, you fucking thing.”
The body twitched and Isaac was up in a flash, stomping it into paste.
“DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE”
The effort proving almost too much, he collapsed once again, now CERTAIN the thing wouldn’t be moving at least for a little while. He could properly survey the area he was in now. It was as he thought originally, it was the Engineering Suite for the Telescience sector.
First things first, he had to stop the bleeding, the creature had stabbed clean through both his right shoulder and his right leg.
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>>29568629
Femshep.
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>>29568500
yeah, he basically overrode all the safety systems and power regulators. like, i think the batteries are supposed to last for near 100 shots each. but issac only gets what, 20?

also a quote from a wiki
"When used upon brittle, frozen rocks riddled with faults, it can split them open in one or two shots in skilled hands. Against pliable targets, however, impact will cause minimal damage and thermal expansion will not so much cut as stress the area around the impact site"
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>>29568629
Jack all the way, broken minds unite!
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>>29568629
Either Femshep, or he has Crazy Person Sex with Jack then they probably part ways.
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>>29568640
Should I keep going or wait till the other one is finished?
Just wondering if anyone is reading is all
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>>29568747
For some reason, Issac strikes me as the kind of guy who would be totally into an alt girl.
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>>29568629
Tali. Maybe Jack.
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>>29568781
I'm reading both. Keep going, broham.
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>>29568781
I'm reading, it's providing a great distraction while I wait for peasant girl to update
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>>29568785
me too, but I could just be projecting lol
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>>29568781
I'm reading, keep going!
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>>29568070
Heathen.

>>29567477
"It appears you are perfectly healthy, Mr Clarke." The doctor, an Asari, looked over the top of her clipboard, "though it appears you have a somewhat...unique physiology."
"Pardon?"
"After hearing of your rapid recovery, I performed additional tests on you; your genome, and physiology lies just outside the standard deviation for categorizing humans."
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear that right," Shepard looked over the Asari's shoulder, scanning the chart, "Are you saying Clarke's an alien?"
"No more than you are, no. You're still human, Mr. Clarke; rest assured of that. you merely lie outside of the standard deviation." Her face drew into a comforting smile as she continued, "and you should feel lucky; your life was likely saved by your unique traits."
Isaac let out a low, tired groan, "You don't know the half of it."
"Moving on to the amnesia; sometimes such things are a secondarys ympton of trauma, or even a sign of a parasitic infection,"
Isaac went rigid, suddenly shock with fear as all color drained from his face.
"But I see no indications of such a thing in your bloodwork; it's very likely this was caused by the trauma you received."
"Well, that's a releif, at least. Is there any luck he get's his memory back?"
"well, with therapy we may-"
"No."
Both of them looked up; Isaac stared back, determined.
"The proceedure is painless-"
"No."
"But-"
"I said NO." He slammed one fist into the table before him, eyes far away, his breathing uneven, shoulders quaking. Whatever was in his mind, something told him he didn't want any of it coming back to him. The lights flickered before his eyes again, and a migraine started rooting it's way into his eye-socket.
The asari, shocked, too a small step back, regarding Shepard with concern.
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>>29569159
"If he says no, I say no. It's not like you're going anywhere, right doc?"
"N-no. The procedure is, um," she glanced back at Isaac, who in the meanwhile had turned away, one hand pressed to his forehead, "It's both noninvasive and in most cases can be done in any time. Though memory recovers better the more prompt the treatment is."
"Well, there we go. If he changes his mind it's one trip back to here and he's right as rain."
From behind him he heard a chuckle.
"Jack, do you have something to say?"
"I know crazy, boss, and he's more twisted than a box of screws."
"And who are you to make that determination?" Isaac stood, glowering.
Jack stepped forward, ducking around Shepard's attempt to block her.
"Um, excuse me-" The Asari behan, flinching away from Jack.
"I know crazy when I see it. and you've got it, Clarke. It's in your eyes."
"Fuck off, skinhead."
"It's that one, isn't it?" She gestured to his left eye sharply, he flinched away, covering it. "Somebody fucked with your brain, I bet."
"What makes you think that? What the fuck do you know anyway?"
"Look me in the eyes, crazy boy." She growled, stepping closer.
"Jack!"
She stood there, face to face with Isaac, eyes boring into him.
"Are you afraid of me, crazy boy?"
"Jack, so help me if you don't cut this shit out-"
"Get out of my face."
"Make me."
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>>29569182
Jack was expecting plenty of things, a punch, a kick, hell, a foot-stomp. She, however, wasn't expecting a headbutt. The crunch of broken bone echoed off the sterile, clean room, accompanied by a gasp from the doctor on hand.
"You fucking shitstain!" Her roar of anger was combined with the noise of Isaac's body being slammed into a wall, "You think you're some big badass, well get scared of this!"
the room was already coming apart at the seams, Shepard had started moving a second too late, and a biotic shield pushed her back.
"Jack! Put him down!"
"Fuck this asshole! He's hiding something in that crazy head of his, and I'm not letting him lurk around me until he spills it!"
Over the din, a voice could be heard, soft, strained. Jack leaned in, lessening the whirling vortex around her. for amoment, she faltered, before setting him down.
"Fuck this." She muttered as she walked away, past the flinching Asari.
"Jack, don't you fucking-Jack!" Shepard ran out the door after her.
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>>29569203

"Jack, you better start explaining what the hell that was all about, now."
"He's fucked up, Shepard. Not just kinda crazy like Mordin or anything."
"What?"
"You can't see it, I know you can't, but there is something broken in that head of his."
"He was malnourished and injured, Jack, of course he was mentally unstable-"
"I know that look, Shepard! That's the look of the ones who didn't make it! The ones who got so messed up they died inside their own minds!"
Shepard was surprised. She'd never seen Jack this pissed, this unsettled.
"They weren't right in the head, especially at the end, even the ones who were quiet, they all had that look."
"Then you know what's going on with him."
"Yeah."
"Then ask yourself, Jack, was doing what you just did, in any way at all helpful?"
Jack stared back at her, fists clenched, blood slowly dribbling out of her broken nose.
"You were pretty well broken when you found your way to us, Jack. Are you saying you didn't deserve the chance either?"
Her shoulders slumped, and she wiped her face before turning away.
"I guess I am."
"Well, lucky for you, you aren't the Commander, and you don't make the decisions. I decide when someone deserves a chance. That includes the one I'm giving you, right now, to go apologize to him."
"Apologize to-"
"Last chance. Take it or leave it, Jack."
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>>29569238

Aaaand I'm spent for the moment. Gonna grab some water and see if I can cook up anything else before bed, if not, I'll likely pick this back up Tomorrow or Saturday, depending.

Feel free to point out problems; I'm still kinda working on dialing Isaac in, but I'm kinda putting him in the "I'm so tired of being a hardened asshole that I just want to rest" category until I can cook up a call to action moment for him that isn't entirely temporary.

As for how much he -actually- remembers....I'll leave that up to you guys to speculate.
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>>29569238
Damn, Jack got fucking colon cremated right there
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>>29569335
Do you have a pastebin link available right now? I'd like to keep up with these even if I miss threads, this shit is amazing.
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>>29569362
http://pastebin.com/ULZHN7zB

Boop. the formatting is shitty; but I did go back and try to redo shit that was incorrect, like Shep's name and whozit.

If you see any errors/hiccups, please lemme know.

All in all, not bad for the first time I've ever done fanfic-type stuff, I can genuinely say it's weird trying to get into the head of a character you haven't given life to yourself.
Gotta wrap mah brain around it.
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>>29569203
>Headbutting Jack.
>ohshitniggerhwatareyoudoing.jpg

What the actual -fuck- did he say to her to make her not paint the wall with his ass?
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I'm gonna keep a close eye on this, thanks a bunch for the effort.
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>>29569348
I've said it before, I'll say it again, Renegade FemShep is Best FemShep.

Though I'm writing her a lot nicer than I played her in the game, if my memory serves. Realistically she' likely have punched Isaac for pulling the stunt with the cloaking device.
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>>29569664
Hue, forgot to add my trip.

>>29569590
Go ahead. If I add more, I'll post a reprise/refresh thread on /tg/ sometime. though I'm worried it's gone off into /lit/ or something's category since it's less about statting out Isaac and more about Isaac being a dick in someone else's universe.
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>>29568640
Though possible, he realised it was probably a bad idea to weld himself back together. There was a medbay very close to the Security checkpoint. As well as maybe some ammo in the checkpoint itself. Resolving to return to the Suite after obtaining vital medical supplies he approached the ladder with a measure of trepidation. It wasn’t going to be an easy climb.
Every rung climbed was agonising, both leg and arm were on fire. Blood leaked from Isaac in a steady flow, he knew that if he didn’t get a move on he would collapse from blood loss. The realisation that his death was a very real possibility surged new life into the battered engineer. Finally reaching the top, he crawled out and tried to stand. The moment he placed weight on his leg, his vision began to fade. The pain was too much of an overload to his senses and he collapsed, barely retaining his consciousness. It would be so easy to sleep, to fall, to simply stop but the thought of the unsuspecting people below him on the planet drove him onwards. He wouldn’t wish the horror of the Marker on anyone. He was the only one that could stop it. That thing in the tunnel was only the start, even though he killed it, there would be more. So many more. Isaac made it as far as the corner out of the engineering area before his vision began tofade out. The last thing he saw were two white shoes coming to a hurried stop in front of him. He could hear slurred words being shouted and barely registered a hand rolling him onto his back. A blurred face came into view and Isaac blacked out completely.
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Hey guys, pretty tired on this end, I was working on coloring Isaac's recruitment but i can't finish right now.

Here's the version so far, I'll do Shepard if this thread is still up later/if we start another one
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>>29569708
Too exhausted to care about the nightmares, Isaac rose out of his stupor slowly. All his senses were deadened but slowly returning to normality. Sitting up and swinging his legs out from under him, he looked down at his half naked body to see the medical patches covering him. He was in a medbay of some kind. Looking around there were two things that stood out glaringly to him. His RIG suit was missing and he was staring at the broken, pasty corpse that was the Necromorph he fought in the maintenance shaft. It’s decapitated head seemed to be staring accusingly at him.
“Fuck you! You tried to kill me you damn thing!” He croaked at the head. “You deserved it and more”
Realizing he was being loud for no good reason, Isaac panicked slightly as he still had no idea where he was. Standing up was a challenge but he managed it, he looked around for clues as to where he could be. He found none but pocketed a scalpel just in case. Hearing footsteps approaching rapidly caused Isaac to take up a position besides the door. The door slid open to emit two people. A scientist and a guard, the guard immediately noticed that Isaac was missing from his bed and was just about to warn the scientist when he felt the scalpel press up to his jugular
“Make a move and die, you psychotic bastards”
Dr Clearke rotated around his axis to get a better look at what was happening behind his formidable girth.
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>>29569746
“Mr Clarke? Whatever are you doing? Officer Manly here and I found you bleeding outside a maintenance tunnel, muttering about monsters in the dark and the tunnel itself. Chet here went into the tunnel and returned with this monstrosity. Did you actually kill this thing?”
The little fat man was absolutely blubbering when Officer Manly made his move. Isaac, already distracted by the fact that someone was actually named Chet Manly, was having trouble realising that he was talking to his saviours. Manly ducked down the moment the scalpel wavered and drove his elbow straight into Isaac’s gut, winding him and forcing him to his knees, his uppercut found Isaac’s chin square on and knocked him out clean.
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“Why did you do that Officer Manly!?” Dr Clearke blubbered
“....Wasn’t no right thing to do sir, holdin a man hostage li’e that.” Mumbled Manly
Dr Clearke sighed deeply, “Manly my boy, you need to learn to understand the situation, the poor fellow is clearly having a hard day. You breaking his jaw won’t help any!
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>>29569714
That's cool. keep it up.
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>>29569746
you can not ignore his girth
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>>29569714

OH my fucking god, you beautiful person you!
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>>29569664
I feel like Paragon Shepards didn't really get badass until the second game, when you do awesome shit like punch Zaeed in the face because fuck you we're saving those civilians. I'm still pretty miffed that we couldn't do anything to help that Quarian who was being harassed by C-Sec and that Volus.

Also, did anyone else get fucked over by ME3's character creation? Had to remake my Shepard's face, which pissed me off something fierce. Took some screenshots of him in ME2, and over 45 minutes to an hour carefully remade him using another screen. There was no option for scars, though, which really flustered my fanny. It was a plot point for mine, god damn it. He got it in the Blitz! Apparently the Alliance made him get plastic surgery while he was locked down those six months.
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>>29569714
I want to laugh but seeing his track record that thing is probably military grade.
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>>29569714
These types of days are when i truly love /tg/. I love you, you beautiful bastard.
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>>29569714
>Rust on the bucket
Oh, fuck, that's perfect
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>>29569849
It shoots a cube of radioactive super hot energy
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>>29569842
My Shepard actually came out better in the transition. Played a Renegade gang banger Infiltrator and a level headed soldier to the core engineer. Shit was fun but I almost romanced Jack in the latter.
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>>29569883
>>29569849
Either that or you shove the limb of something in the microwave and the said limb explodes
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>>29569849
>Its a microwave on a goddamn PVC pipe what could it possibly do HOLY SHIT THAT WAS TWO FEET OF CONCRETE.
Isaac crazy yo.
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>>29569780
>Chet Manly
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>>29569714
The original artist included a neat detail, if you look closely at the place where the timer would be you can read the words Fuck you
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>>29570017
>super kinesis gun
Damn didnt think of that
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>>29570091
Holy FUCK
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>>29569714
Heheheheh.

I really am intending to work this into the story somewhere if I can; just cause it's lovely. Especially because MASERs screw up electronics/metal objects. I can just imagine him kitbashing it together and like, torching a mech.

"Isaac, what in the hell are you doing?!"
"Saving our asses. Hold still."
"If you want to save our asses, then give me some covring fire!"
"Do you want to live or not?!"
Shepard flinched as another missile exploded next to them. Their cover was vanishing, and their kinetic sheilds were no match for that thing.
"Keep it out of the way for a bit longer."
"Fine, fine, damnit."
She raised her guns over the cover letting off a barrage of fire.
"Any time now!"
"Is that a -microwave oven-?" Tali stared in disbelief, "You idiot, what is that going to do?"
Isaac stood, shouldering a strange mix of the remains of the oven, several power cells, coils of wire and what appeared to be Geth parts.
"This."
The noise was impressive; as an sputtering, humming, buzzing scream tore the air and the whole front of the strange device detonated with a loud crack. Their displays flickered and drew up errors as the sudden, and highly concentrated pulse of microwave energy tore through the air and struck the mech.
At first, it appeared that nothing had happened.
Then Shepard realized it wasn't firing.
"Holy shit, that worked." Isaac's breathless statement turned into a victory cry, "HAHA THAT FUCKING WOR-"
The concussion of all the fuel cells overloading at once was nearly as impressive as the blinding light that followed, as they dumped the entirety of their electrical energy into the ground; through the mech.
What was left strongly resembled the master's thesis of many modern art majors.
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>>29570091
Holy shit thats hilarious
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>>29570091
>How is he doing that?
>HIS HATE. HE'S CHANNELING HIS HATE.
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>>29569714
>>29570163
This is why the other techpriests hate you Isacc
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>>29569930
Oh, don't get me wrong, I like the way he came out too; but it was still pretty frustrating to have to remake him. It's probably because (at the time, at least) there were no options for scars in ME3, which was an annoyance all its own because Mass Effect was the first time I ever really crafted a character's appearance, as opposed to just slapping together that looked nice.

>Well let's see. He's a war hero, and the Skyllian Blitz sounded like it was some serious shit. He probably saw some shit, probably has a little trouble sleeping. Let's go with bags under the eyes, so he always looks a little tired.
>Hmm, in that case he might let himself go, just a tad. Probably doesn't shave every single day. Let's go with some stubble.
>Says here he single-handedly held a breach in their defenses. That doesn't sound like something you come out of unscathed. ...But I don't want some big weeaboo-lookin' thing in the middle of his face. Oh, perfect! A little eyebrow scar, it doesn't draw a lot of attention but it's a little souvenir of the Blitz.

It's kind of a minor thing to get angry at, I admit, but I got really invested in my Shepard, and suddenly losing something like a scar in the last game was just really stupid and jarring.
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>>29569714
The original story went somewhat like what Isaac's recruitment mission would actually be like.

>Isaac hears Cmdr shepard is coming to get him from the insane asylum
>this is after beginning of ME 2 where shepard dies and is brought back.
>Dead friend is coming back to life (Isaac naturally thinks the worst)
>Goes full survivor horror mode, fighting off nurses, crazy people and starting a riot.
>Shepard encounters him wielding a gun built from a microwave and a bucket.
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>>29569780
Waking up to a splitting headache is never a nice feeling. Waking up in restraints to the face of the person who GAVE you that headache is an even WORSE feeling. Staring quite calmly at the glaring face of Isaac, Officer Manly looked quite happy to be in the company of someone who just threatened his life with a scalpel.
“’e’s awake now Docter.” Manly drawled, acquiring the attention of the doctor immediately
“Excellent, thank you Manly. Now then, Mr Clarke. Could you please tell me why you have two holes in your body, which I assume were created by the creature over there. In fact, could you also tell me that creature actually is? I’ve never seen anything like it before. Where the hell did it even come from? Don’t tell me it’s actuall-“ Clearke cut off, distracted by the phone ringing, just as he stepped to go and answer it Isaac shouted out,
“Stop! Listen to me very carefully, I know how this sounds but there is a crazy as fuck cult at the other end of this Orbital called the Church of Unitology, they worship the machines that create creatures like that one on the table. They want to kill me or worship me I don’t know for sure. What I DO know is I can’t go anywhere near them and they HAVE a half-finished machine on THIS orbital. If you value all of our lives, if that phone call is from a woman called Naomi or anyone else on this place for that matter, do NOT tell them where I am!”
By the time Isaac had finished, Clearke stood next to the phone staring Isaac in the eyes. With careful deliberation he picked up the phone and listened.
Isaac’s heart was pounding in fear as he waited for Clearke’s decision to be made, the fate of Earth and humanity itself rested on what Clearke said nex-
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>>29570354
“Yes dear, i’d love some baked potatoes. Oh yes with the cheese sauce, very nice. Oh not much my dear, just a little business to attend to before dinner. Yes I will see you there. I love you too sweetums.”
Clearke, still staring Isaac in the eyes, carefully and deliberately placed the phone back down and slowly walked back over to the table.
“Unitologists huh? On the other end of the orbital too. Well they don’t come down here much. If they do they need my permission to enter. One way access doors sure are handy. Now I recall you mentioned the fate of Humanity. While we have some time, why don’t you fill me in on, oh, everything?”
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>>29570332
>They took out the Renegade scars.
That shit annoyed the fuck out of me. The scars made my Shepard look downright psychotic.
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>>29570401
I'm kind of annoyed that Renegade got the option to heal their scars, but Paragon didn't get any option to have scars at all.
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>>29570392

*******
Naomi was in a rage.
“What do you mean you can’t find him in our sector? He’s engineer! He’s probably welded himself into a locker and is being dragged around by some fool assistant as we speak!” She shouted at the reporting security officer. “Check EVERYWHERE! Every maint tunnel, every locker, dorm, everywhere. We must find out prophet before he harms himself, or in his misguided actions, harms The Marker or our cause!”

The Security officer saluted and marched out of the office. Naomi turned and leant on the rail overlooking the almost complete Marker. She had to think and this place relaxed her the most. Many of the Unitologists consider the Marker to be divine, an extension if not the physical manifestation of god. Naomi knew her god was on board this ship, though it wasn’t the marker. Her god was running around trying to destroy the Marker. He was also missing. He wasn’t in the restricted sector, it was as simple as that. They missed something and now he has escaped and has the entirety of the rest of the orbital to hide in. Think damnit. Where would he go? He wouldn’t go to ground in unfamiliar ground. That leaves only one place, the area I originally tasked him with repairing. Telescience...
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>>29570471
Mass Effect was rather black and white that way.
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>>29570510
More like Red and Blue.
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>>29570510
I played my guy paragon, but when an action popped up to make my job easier or help something in the long run. I went full renegade.

Zaeds Loyalty Mission? Left the civies to burn so I kill a big time slaver from ever doing that kind of shit again. Call me evil but I believe I made the right choice.
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>>29570604
You are no ally of Justice!
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>>29570477
“-nd thats why the Markers must be destroyed. The Unitologists are fools who will kill us all.” Isaac finished his revised story as fast as he could.
“Well this could not have come at a worse time I can tell you that. I was just about to achieve a breakthrough in controlling space time. Im certain that a vacuum is what is needed for the field to properly affec-“ Seeing the blank stares from both the other men, Dr Clearke continued huffing and grumbling into his floppy cheeks. “All this psychotic cult business puts all my scientific work on hold. Damn it.”
“Once they realise where I am they won’t stop at anything to kill me or capture me. No one will be safe. Not me, not Manly here, not you or your wi-YOUR WIFE! Get her here quickly! As well as the others! We need to protect them!”
“Oh don’t worry about my wife. I doubt the cultists would tamper with a hologram just to kill it. My dinner can wait as well, the fate of Humanity on OUR shoulders? The very thought sets my blood afire with passion! Oh we must go and prepare for these foul invaders post-haste!” Bustling off faster than Isaac thought possible, Dr Clearke rushed out of the room. Leaving Isaac tied to a bed besides a still happy looking Chet Manly.
Chet, seeing the stupefied look on Isaac’s face leant over and undid the strap binding him.
“Docter Clearke, ‘e’s a romaniticitht at heart ‘e is.” Mumbled Manly.
Isaac, getting up slowly, rubbed life back into his restricted arms. Nodding slowly, he asked where Manly stored his RIG suit.
“It’s down back in te place we gots you out of Mr Isaac. Mr Isaac. Im sawwy I hit you sir. You had me hostage is all.” Apologised Manly
“It’s okay Manly, just lead me to my suit and all debts are forgiven.”
“Yessir Mr Clarke” Chirped Manly, happy to be of assistance.
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>>29570745
Finding the light switch in the Engineering Suite was an easy task. Deciding what he should toy first with was hard. The Suite was a veritable plethora of gadgets, doodads and the occasional bitz. A cornucopia of Engineering Gold.
“Mr Isaac? You’s gone all big-eyed and stopped breathin.” Manly nudged Isaac.
“For a good reason Manly.” Without further ado, Isaac got to work, repairing and reinforcing his RIG suit again as well as throwing together a collection of weaponry. All the while trying to think of what he could to destroy the Marker. He quickly realised that the only chance he had was to cobble together a makeshift explosive with enough power to completely destroy the Marker. This would take time however, time he knew they didn’t have. This fact was compounded by a large explosion that thundered through the halls above. It seemed that Naomi had figured out where he went and had to blow through the one way blast door. She would know by now that the scientists of this sector were against her. It was going to be a bloodbath. He handed manly a large, heavy looking device.
“Manly, listen to me, there may be monsters up there. I need you to help me kill them, they can only be stopped by cutting off their limbs. The weapon I just gave you fires saws, you don’t have many shots but the stopping power is great. To use it you ju-“Isaac cut off a buzzsaw exploded out of the cannon and embedded itself deeply into the metal wall.
“I thinks I gots it Mr Isaac” Manly stooped to pick up more saw stacks. “Le’s go kill us some monstahs.”
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>>29571120

The first steps they took around the corner towards the explosion they came face to face a half dozen Unitologists, they raised their weapons in unison in an attempt to kill or stun Isaac. He didn’t know for sure, what he did know was that he had his home made unstable Arc cannon for a reason and that reason was DEATH.
With a quick pull of the trigger Isaac was blown off his feet by the recoil of the device, the three energy cells he’d jury rigged to work in unison draining completely of charge. The blinding light and deafening sound that rocketed out of the tip of his weapon could only be described as the wrath of Zeus himself. When Isaac opened his eyes the entire hallway was painted in blood and blackened from burns. Metal was gouged out in long furrows for at least a dozen metres down the hallway and there was no sign of the Unitologists besides the bloody paste smeared everywhere. “See Manly? I told you to stay back for a reason.”
“Yessir Mister Isaac."
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>>29571144
I wasn't expecting to be writing a 10000 word cross-fiction when I woke this morning. its only chapter 1 of 3/4
Are people still reading cause I feel the thread has died
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>>29571282
I'm still here. If you post it, I will read it.
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>>29571282
reading, I guess some of the people here were only reading the other guy.
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>>29568629
Tali. His crazy inventions they bond over.
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>>29571282
>>29571334
Enthusiastically reading both.
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checking in every so often for updates
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>>29571144

Dropping the now useless weapon he unholstered his rivet gun and began to move towards the Telescience lab where he knew Dr Clearke was. Destroying the Marker took a backseat to ensuring the immediate safety of his allies.
“Manly, you keep an eye out for the monsters, I’ll deal with the human ones.” Without waiting for a comforting “Yessir Mr Isaac”, Isaac set off to Telescience, ward in tow.
They didn’t run into any resistance, it seems that losing a large portion of her men in a single moment was causing Naomi to be much more cautious. Entering the Telescience lab they found Clearke working furiously on his machine. “Clark? Oh and Manly is here too, excellent. Now, do you have any plans for destroying this marker device?”
“The plan was to ask you if you had any plans Clearke. Im out of options and ideas here. I could cobble a bomb together but that would take too much time. The Marker would have constructed itself by then and would be impervious to the biggest explosion I could make given the materials we have on hand. We can’t escape nor can we radio for help, I’ve checked and all that equipment is on THEIR side of the orbital. No doubt by now they have the whole area guarded. Trying to get in would be suicide. The maint tunnels are undoubtedly crawling with Necromorphs now, Naomi would have released all her toys to ensure I don’t make it through there a second time. So im completely out of options” Isaac said dejectedly, admitting to the chance of defeat.
“I don’t have any ideas either Isaac. Im afraid we might be beaten here....” Clearke deflated.
“Why don’t we juss’ use the teleportah and teleport this marker thin’ into the sun?” Manly Asked
“.....”
“.....”
“Let’s do that Isaac”
“Y-yeah”
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>>29571585
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“Thats IT” Naomi screeched. “We are going in their right NOW. Kill everything that gets in your way, EXCEPT Isaac! All of us are going but first!” She pulled out her newly acquired pistol and executed the man who had been arguing with her about Isaacs prophethood earlier.
“Death is only the Beginning, we will bind Isaac to our cause and rejoice when The Marker takes us all! Be not afraid of Isaac and his associates for they are simply a test of our will! The death they give us will not be a true death, for when the marker is complete, we will be born anew as gods!” This rousing speech compelled the remaining Unitologists to their feet, they released their remaining test subject Necromorphs and moved together on the Telescience Sector. Naomi, at their head, could not contain her excitement at meeting her god once again and urged them on to move faster.
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>>29571667
Awating more mate keep it up!

Although I am curiouse as to when the cross over occurs...
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>>29571585
>they can't think of what to do so they decide to throw it into the sun
this sounds like how most of my campaigns tend to go for really really large problems that need to be dealt with.

everything can be fixed with either a sufficiently strong muscle wizard or a teleporter with a large enough range.
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>>29569508
Good lord.

Does anyone have other copypasta from this glorious faggot?
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>>29571667
Isaac, waiting near the Telescience doorway as Clearke calibrated his machine, looked over to Clearke and said “I hope you know what you’re doing over there.” Clearke looked up from the machine and without a trace of irony said “So do I”. This hardly encouraging statement was followed by a loud bang and a “Damn it all!” squeaked from the confines of the machine. Isaac quickly looked around the room and immediately noticed something very important. A Kinesis/Stasis module for a RIG. Just sitting to the side with a coffee cup spilt next to it.
“Why is this here? What were you using it for!?” Demanded Isaac
“Oh that old thing? It makes a nice coaster.” Clearke called out
Not bothering to express his outrage at the misuse of such valuable tech, Isaac placed the unit into his RIG. Immediately he used it, the sensation was just as he remembered it. A good thing he found it too, as he could hear the sound of his Saw Cannon being used outside as well as some screeching.
Rushing to the door he sees Manly standing in the centre of the single hallway, feet planted firmly, firing away at a gang of approaching Necromorphs. Several lay behind them in tatters, buzzsaws we’re embedded along the walls, each had smears of blood on them attesting to the accuracy that Manly had. The man had an affinity for fighting it seemed.
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>>29572265
Quickly stepping outside Isaac used his Rivet gun to add to the outpour of ammo, quickly mopping up the few remaining monsters. As the dust settled Manly and Isaac shared a moment of mutual manliness as they watched their monstrous victims twitch and shudder because of the amalgamation of metal pinning their various body parts to various sections of the wall.
The bullet piercing Manly’s chest put a stop to that and a moment later a buzzsaw put a stop to any more bullets.
“Mr Isaac, my chest hurts, can I go see the doc?”
“Yes Manly, go, now! I’ll cover the door till you get fixed up.” Isaac and Manly new, that wound was going to be fatal, Clearke wasn’t a medical doctor and there was no one else around to help. Manly was leaving to say his peace to a dear friend.
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>>29572300
For some reason, Isaac burned at the thought of Manly dying because of him, he had to take a moment to steady himself and concentrate on the fight ahead. Leaning behind a protruding bulwark he was hidden from sight for a few minutes. This absence of physical resistance was all the remaining Unitologists needed to charge out into the open and rush for the Telescience lab. Isaac, hearing their rush, overloaded the stasis module, stepped out and fired an enormous wave of energy down the hall. The dozen or so remaining Unitologists who survived the fight with the resisting scientists and marauding Necromorphs were stopped in their tracks. Knowing he didn’t have the luxury to take it easy, Isaac’s shots were quick and efficient, each Rivet from his gun piercing through the eye of a cultist until they were all dead. Once the stasis wore off Isaac stood alone, amidst a hallway littered with corpses and pieces of corpses. Turning on his heel he marched into the lab and found Manly sitting against a table with his eyes closed. Isaac had a moment of silence for the departed Manly then went over to Clearke. Clearke was clearly attempting to hide his grief at losing a friend and Isaac had no intentions of ruining his attempt.
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>>29572344
Turning to Isaac, Clearke said “The machine is calibrated, all you have to do is press this red button here for it to turn on and it will generate a field of negative energy behin-“ Isaac interrupted the Doctor.
“If it works, why don’t we just use it as it is now? He asked, moving over to the button, he was stopped by Clearke.
“There are realms of physics still being mapped by new generations of physicists Isaac. I can’t tell you exactly why we can’t use it as it is without explaining to you several newer fields of physics. All you need to know is that at the present, the teleporter is calibrated to move the ship a huge distance, well beyond its safety limits that I theorised long ago and it can only be used in a VACUUM. As in, exposed to space but still attached to the ship! I haven’t been able to test these calibrations before and even I don’t know whats going to happen for sure. All I know is, the entire ship will move and very, VERY far.
“Why didn’t you calibrate it for the sun?!” Exclaimed Isaac in anger, that was the plan after all.
“There is no time for that Isaac, calibrating this machine takes a very long time, we have to go into the minutiae of physics and space-time itself to do so. These calibrations were my next test, the only option we have left is to change a tiny number of the calibrations to only teleport the Marker device, even then it would take hours to properly calibre-“
Clearke was stopped suddenly by a bullet entering and leaving both sides of head. Naomi slowly stepped into the room with a gun pointed at Isaac.
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>>29572451

“Step away from the console please my lord. We have to get you to the Marker for the joining ceremony” A wild, crazed look in Naomi’s eyes seemed to have settled their permanently.
“Im not going anywhere with you, you psycho bitch! You want to murder the entire human race for the advancement of your delusional religion. You are a power-hungry monster with no regards for others!” Isaac shouted at her, staying near to the console.
With a loud BANG Naomi fired the gun, the bullet tearing a hole through Isaacs stomach through and through. The reinforced armour of his RIG doing little to halt the Armour Piercing rounds Naomi were using. The pain was incredibly, barely managing to stay upright, Isaac gasped in agony. He’d been stabbed before, a few times actually but now he knew why old army men always said that gutshots were the most painful type of wound.
“There there my sweet prophet, we can’t have you ruining all our effort now can we? Come along and we will become as one before the eyes of The Marker” Naomi giggled, the manic look about her not leaving for a moment.
“Never, you crazy, bitch.” Isaac managed to get out, between gasps of pain. The next bullet went through his unhurt shoulder. Whilst not as painful as a gutshot it still hurt terribly. For fuck sake, Isaac thought, that’s both arms now.
Naomi looked genuinely crushed at his rejection. That sadness quickly turned to an insane anger. “If you don’t wish to be mine, then you shall be no one’s!” she cried, aiming the next shot at Isaacs head.
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>>29573226
So this is what finished me, Isaac thought, A crazed cultist shoots me in the head with a gun. After all he’s been through, Isaac couldn’t help but laugh. “How mundane” he whispered to himself.

“MR ISAAC” A voice roared in defiance of death, Chet Manly, returned from the grave, tackled Naomi to the ground. “USE THE TELEPORTAH!” he thundered as Naomi fired shot after shot into his gut until the clip was empty. Isaac seized his chance and smashed his hand down onto the button. The machine began to online and a loud rumble could be felt throughout the entire orbital. Standing up, Naomi kicked the now very dead Manly away from her, once again she was covered in blood. Her appearance was framed by a window to space, Earth in the backgroun, the sight both at once grisly and beautiful.

The machine beneath Isaacs hand continued to spin over and over but would not catch. Nothing happened. Nothing continued to not happen. With a triumphant laugh Naomi taunted Isaac.
“Your machine doesn’t work, you are out of weapons to defend yourself with, unless you’ve got something secreted about that big, pocketless RIG suit of yours, and you can barely stand. Your only options remaining is to surrender and become mine, or die.”
At the mention of secreted weapons, Isaac’s thoughts turned back to the beginning of all this madness, which seemed years ago where he remembered implanting a hidden, single shot, high density plasma cutter into one of his RIG’s arms.
Suddenly looking up at the woman framed by the window, he smiled, the dangerous glint in his eye all the warning Naomi got before he fired. The plasma shot flew straight and true, right over Naomi’s shoulder, only ruffling her hair.
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>>29573245
Just as it seemed Naomi would laugh in triumph once more, she noticed that Isaac’s RIG was engaging it’s helmet and mag-boots. She whirled around to the window just in time to see it explode outwards, the air being expelled taking her, as well as anything else not nailed down, with it.

Isaac settled down, the air escaping quickly from the holes in his RIG suit. He could feel the machine at his back finally kick over and achieve whatever it was that Clearke designed it to do. A moment of ultimate weightlessness, disembodiment and nausea later, and the machine powered down. Hopelessness quickly settled around Isaac’s shoulders as he realized they had failed. The marker was still in orbit above Earth. Standing up Isaac looked out the exploded window. He noticed instantly, Earth was no longer there. There was nothing there, they were floating in dead space.
Isaac activated the emergency window panels and the room was no longer exposed to space. Atmosphere began to once again pump into the room. Isaac stood alone in the lab, aboard yet another ghost-ship full of murderous demons intent on his death. The thought ate away at him, eternity amongst the dead with not a soul to find him. They were beyond the reaches of known space now. Isaac couldn’t rest yet. No, not yet, not while there was still work to be done.
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>>29573261
Patching himself up with a nearby medkit he once more he off to the Engineering Suite where he set about making the largest bomb he could, as well as repairing his rig and making some new weapons to kill the remaining Necromorphs. Days laters Isaac stood before the half finished Marker, covered in the viscera and fluids of the last Necromorph guardians, intent on making an end. He had no desire to die with a thing of such evil however. So Isaac set the bombs timers and began to section off that part of the orbital. He spent a goodly few hours closing all the bulwarks and doors to ensure a minimum exposure to space. He finally settled in at the Telescience lab, where this final showdown began and waited for the explosion. He was rewarded a scant few minutes later with a rumble that reverberated throughout the entire ship. At last, he was able to rest.
Slowly drifting away, eyes closed, exhaustion preventing them from opening again for whatever reason, content to let an eternal sleep take him to the void. He failed to register the sound of static coming from his RIG’s radio:

“-&Bzzt&- This is the SSV Normandy answering distress beacon in sector Tau Ceti, unidentified vessel, please respond. Unidentifie- Commander this is a ghost ship, why are we here?–
That’s enough Joker, you said you registered a large scale explosion moments before we arrived, give me a damage report on the ship.
It doesn’t even look like a ship Commander, I don’t see engines or anything similar to propulsion, the explosion caused minimal damage, Im sure that much of the structure survived and can you please explain to me why we are heading to an exploding ghost ship without eng-
Joker.
Alright captain plotting a course now.
Scan for life signs.
Its a ghost ship Commander, I doubt we’ll find an-........There’s a single life-sign, it’s very faint.
Good, Grunt, Tali, gear up, you’re coming with me -&Bzzt&-”
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>>29573281
And thats that for Chapter 1 people. This was my first ever writefag and it took me a solid seven hours to do. Im slow as shit.

Looking forward to criticisms and feedback as well as the next thread
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>>29573302
MIght need a bit of editing especially around the combat parts but its a fun little thing. Please, sir, may we have some more?

And don't forget to put it in a pastebin
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>>29569714
Original artist here, that's neat. Want me to check if I didn't merge the shitty shading layer with the lines layer?
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>>29573641
Oh wait, I only saved it as a jpg, my bad. You made do anyway!
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>>29573302
This is primo Grade A awesomesauce right here.

I look forward to more.
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>>29573302
We're still not even half way to bump limit.

We could prob have this thread tomorrow with careful bumping depending on the level of conversation.

Tangent aside, you've done some great work, gonna have to agree that the combat is a touch weird but Isacc's brand of crazy is entertaining.
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Hey guys, whatcha think?
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>>29575119
I like it, but I think if Isaac got some Mass Effect armor, it'd have more stiff plating. I like the cobbled-together armoring of the boots, but it's a little at odds with the relatively clean look of the rest of the suit.

I like the visor, though the visor lines themselves tickle my autism for some reason. I think Isaac's visor lines tend to be uniform? I don't know, I can't quite put my finger on it. I absolutely love the omni-tool-esque display, though, great call on that one.

In my opinion, Isaac's best suits are rather angular, especially the helmet.
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>>29575187
>I like it, but I think if Isaac got some Mass Effect armor

You know you can actually get something called N7 armor for Isaac and Carver in DS3.
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>>29575206
Yeah, but it's basically just the classic RIG with an N7 logo slapped on it. I was really underwhelmed.
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>>29575187
I went for a "light" mass effect armor because I felt it was more easily recognizable from that series and not Dead Space, even if they both have distinct designs. I think any armor could work, the particular suit isn't important.

By visor lines, you mean the orange bits? I was seeing uniform slits as well as puzzle-piece slits when google searching, that just happened to be the one I picked to copy. I'm glad you like the omni-tool, I was kind of proud of that one.
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>>29575246
>Went for "light" mass effect armor

I can respect that, and I'm sure if Isaac was in ME1 he'd probably wear Light armor. Medium at best. I just meant that overall it looks a little -too- light? It kinda looks like his limbs have the sci-fi equivalent of leather, as opposed to plating. Take a gander at pic related; his armor is pretty light, but has segmented armored plating in certain areas. I think my issue with the lines is that it looks like they're just on a visor; kind of just on the front of the face whereas the slits on Isaac's other armors I feel kind of wrap around the head a bit? It's hard to pin down and explain, I apologize.

Those are just my opinions, though, really. I feel like I'm being nitpicky; your design is solid, with the only thing I'd really consider a "flaw" rather than a personal nitpick is that I feel the boots clash thematically with the rest of the suit. It's great work either way and I've already saved it.
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>>29575345
Oh, I think I know what you mean. The slits are meant to be like digital displays on a helmet screen as opposed to physical slits on his typical helmets.

The boots were meant to be distinct from the rest of the armor, I mean I'd never purposefully go for clashing but I wanted them to look clunky and ass-kicky compared to the more form-following stuff from ME.

Here's something I meant to do to better represent the LCD-screen helmet thing.
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>>29575470
Oh wow, that actually makes it a lot better. Are you a wizard?
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>>29575509
Possibly.
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>>29570477
>Welded self in locker.
>Dragged around by some fool assistant.
Is that a space station 13 reference.
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>>29575667
The only game that I can think of where welding yourself into places doesn't work is Killing Floor.
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>This thread
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>>29568629
threesome with Tali and Shepard
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>>29573281
Some grammar issues here or there one such one would be the
Your machine doesn’t work, you are out of weapons to defend yourself with, unless you’ve got something secreted about that big, pocketless RIG suit of yours, and you can barely stand. Your only options remaining is to surrender and become mine, or die.”

Specifically where she says pocketless RIG suit of yours and you can barely stand, I think that you had her saying a bit too much as I get that we are supposed to realize that oh shit Isaac is in bad shape, but eh might be me autisming over it.

Aside from that and possibly how you paragraph the story itself is pretty nice, lil standard with the hole teleported into Mass Effect with SCIENCE but does its job well I think.

Interested in how he'll react with the more exotic of Sheps crew as well as what kinda tech Tali and Isaac can cook up using a mixmash of DS tech and ME tech.

Example being the Cairfax special weapon that shoots a 5 lb slug at some rediculous speed that can create a small nuke combined with the particle laser that is used for breaking up rocks. Much destruction to be had for all hehe
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>>29568629
Either Tali or Jack. Or maybe Legion.
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>>29576193
>Example being the Cairfax special weapon that shoots a 5 lb slug at some rediculous speed that can create a small nuke combined with the particle laser that is used for breaking up rocks

Grunt would have a field day
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>>29576093
I have no idea what is going on now, but I think I like it?
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>>29576225
more or less
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What if Isaac runs into one of these?
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>>29576334
I don't think they'd give each other much hostility. Predators are incredibly pragmatic about their hunts. And I'd assume that it would be there because of the Necromorphs.
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>>29576334
Jeeesus fuck
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>>29576223
Just think of all the cool upgrades Isaac could do, Stasis combined with Sniper Rifle...wait, The plasma cutter shoots super heated metal out at its target which is why its so good at tearing limbs yeah?

Mass effect weaponary works off the basis of throwing things really small at super fuck off speeds.

Combine the two, and well hehe Reapers are gonna get fuuuuucked.
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>>29576426
More like I win
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>>29576426
Just any knowledge he has about the DS FTL would break the setting over his curbstompy vorpal boots of +10 stompy
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>>29576426
On that note. Do you think that Isaac would reverse mindfuck the Reapers due to the Marker's signal?
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>>29576334
I would say that if one of the predators had been killed on accident and hadnt been retrieved yet Isaac could come up with all sorts of new tech that would either baffle the predators or make them want to kill him for meddling in things man was not meant to know.

that does spring the question are Aliens more dangerous than Necromorphs?

>>29576449
...thats a terrifying thought really, as it might not be just Isaac that does the mindfucking but the marker signal that he carries, would be something along the lines of a virus that could either A make the biological components of the reapers themselves turn necro as I remember the reapers being some kind of combination of a cycles most potential race/civilization and wed wind up with a shit ton of hiveminds everywhere.
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>>29576449
Yes
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>>29576488
They're laterally dangerous. They're as dangerous but in different ways.
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>>29576426
Imagine what happens when Isaac shows everyone how to build and work a shockdrive. Give it some thought. Those things can take you past the milky way, farther than any relay. On that note, relay points are no longer the limits for space travel. You could go anywhere...
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>>29576441
Speaking of that why didnt the galatic alliance i guess you can call it, just aim for the general area of where a reaper was and just chuck a astroid at it using the mass effect tech or the warp gates ? Er what ever the hell they are called
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>>29576520
Even to other galaxies?

...

Now wait a minute here, if the reapers do this 50,000 year bullshittery while waiting in dark space, you don't think that they are doing the cleansing on other galaxies do you? That 50,000 year thing could be how long it takes them to do the rest of the universe or something...
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>>29576522
...because Bioware wanted their colored lights ending. In a world where they are not held down by the power of PLOT, they probably would have.
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>>29576541
Nah. The Milky way is all they know. They sit outside it until the cycle restarts.
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What would be worse to stop.
A flood infestation or a Necromorph infestation?
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>>29576571
Necromorphs are infinitely more agile and durable.

Necros by a long shot
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>>29576541
>>29576541
Well that's downright depressing. Almost sorta Lovecraftian really? Man, the thoughts actually kinda getting me down.

>>29576571
They are more or less the same until the Gravemind is made. Because the Gravemind has psychic powers whereas the Brethren Moon only has the marker signal and can't do shit like telekinesis.
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>>29575345
For some reason, the armor Isaac wears always struck me as something in-between medium and light armor.

It's very form fitting, but at the same time it has a great amount of segmented plating. It also wouldn't surprise me if the undersuit is also armored with some kind of crazy-strength self-repairing polymer.

I mean, considering that TODAY we have polymers that are 20 times stronger than steel, what wouldn't you expect them to have in 2514?
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>>29576591
I don't know a flood form can make a powered armoured super soldier go flying across a room in one swipe and unless the body is completely destroyed an infector can take it over.
They can also use weapons and technology to their advantage.
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>>29576676
That's what these guys do
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>>29576547
Ah the plot such a mysterious power...
>>29576562
Then the question becomes what the hell do they do to pass the time? Play multiplayer games from the variouse civlizations they are made up of? Gossip about cycle number #2456 and what cycle number #5313 did the past centery or so ago?

>>29576571
necros by far, they are far more adapted for being combat oreinted vs the flood which are like punching sourdough, though for mobility and rate of infection? Flood those nuts can make bioships, they dont need panicked humans to carry them to other places like necros do.

>>29576602
Eh it was just a thought of if the shockdrive was implemented by the normandy what would happen if they had accidently themselves into a nother galaxy then I wondered wait would the ME galaxy be like that one neighborhood that no one wants to walk through so they avoid it like the plague?

Basically would their be other races civlizations with their own doomsday happening or be going on as life does unaware of the reapers shit fit temper tantrum over Organic vs Machine thing?
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>>29576704
The flood don't need to kill the host though.
They just touch your spine and it's over.
In the short term though Necros are worse.
In the long term the flood is truly terrifying.
Thos moons ain't got shit on a keymind.
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>>29576626
I see it more like splint mail, it has the looseness given by cloth and the armored sections being swen into a tough padded fabric vs say something mundane as chain mail, which surprisingly enough is more burdening than articulated platemail. Now the ease of getting one vs the other on isnt a huge contest as a chainmail shirt you can just slip it on, platemail takes something like 30 minutes to get one properly.
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>>29576744
Is this a sort of abstract poem?
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>>29576761
Perhaps.
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>>29576752
Benefits of install stations.
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>>29576752
Maybe. I'm pretty sure about the self-repairing polymers though, alternatively nanites. Consider the massive amounts of sharp trauma that he has to endure, and then that he can enter hard vacuum without ever repairing it?

That just screams self-repair of some magnitude. It would also make sense against stuff like hypersonic space dust and micro-meteorites that I've heard bother NASA's sattelites.
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>>29576812
And it would tie into how awesome it is that the helmet deactivates into small parts like some kinda of clockwork machine, am i the only one that kinda enjoyed the helmet i guess the word here is growing around Isaac as he gets out of the install station? Loved that.

>>29576848
Point would make sense, though what would be the point of having engineers if they can just self repair? Unless its only for simple materials like a suit verse something complicated like a centrifuge which is funny as it was just a jigsaw puzzle wasnt it?
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>>29576909
That was always awesome. I remember practically jizzing myself at the DS2 teaser.
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>>29576909
Seems to me that they only really work small-scale. Although there does seem to be some kind of Star Trek-esque tech harmonization going on considering how easy it seems to just slap something together and make it work.

What I'd really want to discuss though is the suit kiosks. I have this really weird feeling that the suits they all wear (with the exception of the EVA suit in DS3) aren't so much worn as they are constructed. Think about it, they're apparently seamless yet fits them perfectly every time. I know I read some kind of article about a spray-on space suit a few years back so I thought maybe it was something like that.

>>29576937 Oh god yes, I love the helmets. I don't know who the genius was that came up with the whole clockwork re-assembly helmet thing but that person must be god.
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>>29576909
Damn straight those helmets were brilliant. I loved the armour designs anyway but the helmets sealed the deal.
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>>29576937
>>29576995
mah niggas!
I do have to wonder about the whole coming over your face thing, is it flush against your face, is there space between it and the helmet itself? Comfort issues things like that as I know modern space suits at the moment have the bubble dome thing where you have lots of open space for the o2 to filter in and do its job of giving you atmo.

Constructed from scratch? Or do you mean assembled on the spot?

If its either could tie into the whole need to have the electrical receit/permission form title thing to let the kiosk creat said suit/

However I had it in my head that the suits worked like those one peice body things with the ability to conform and slide into anyones body shape then the rivets, metal boots, helmets and other tech goodies are added onto the suit around the subject.
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Paging Magos Clarke.
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>>29577119
Anyone think Isaac has to be forced to wear that cloak and robe get up?

>damnit isaac its tradition!
>...
>Look if you wear the damn cloak, I'll upgrade you status so you can take a peek, A PEEK mind you of the throne.
The next day Isaac Clarke was found wearing his robes tailored fit and in regulation with the rules.
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>>29577119
Clarke would be equally shitty and amazing as a tech-priest. He's almost a genius with technology but he distrusts governments and religions with fervor.
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>>29577082
Hard to tell. Consider also that the damn things construct/swap suits within 5 seconds it might be either or a combination of both. We don't even know how many layers it is, but considering how thick it is compared to the patient suit he's wearing in the beginning of DS2 I'd say a minimum of 3 layers.

Maybe it rapid-assembles an undersuit, sprays on an instantly-curing layer of whatever and then hooks on the metal bits? I don't really know, but I always got the impression those suit assembly kiosks existed for some kind of practical reason.
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>>29577151
Still he bends them in critical situations that require shit being done right.
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>>29577187
11/10, perfect Rouge Trader crew member.
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>>29577189
Amen to that...

>>29577188
Gotta hit school soon so cant wait to read more about this stuff and that based annons story.

Could be the combination thing as it would make sense that the whole process of getting everything on would be easier to use a kiosk vs what can be bought and tailored specifically to you.

I imagine it simlair to the cinematic shown in Starcraft 2 where Tychus is getting suited up, mostly. Lots of doodads running around doing its thing to get the suit installed fast as possible as they live in space so it could be a matter of life and death on getting that stuff on with the added benefit to making lines rediculously short.

Unless its something like minitrized manufactorized thing since you can buy a shit ton of things provided you either have the blueprint for it OR the liscence to buy it.
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>>29577320
Yeah, just like that! I mean shit, you never see a kiosk *unless it's attached to a wall*! Who knows how much machinery is just out of sight? It might even be scanning him while he's browsing through it and then when he steps through it just hot-presses everything to his body.

All I really know is for a ME/DS crossover to work properly he needs to somehow construct one of those kiosks because fuck ME hardsuits.

They're made for whining around on the ground with people shooting grains of sand at you.

DS suits are made to let them survive fist-fighting an asteroid on top of a planet cracker while it is in a declining orbit and ON FIRE!
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>>29569704
I'm gonna help you a little bit with spelling and spacing, since I have nothing better to do
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>>29577187
He would probably an Engineseer "promoted" to explorator whose only reason for not being declared Heretek for messing around with sanctified schematics and creating ne stuff out of crap is that its way too useful to keep him around because he regulary turns up with new STC fragments he "found" and most definitely didn't cobble together on a workbench during another deamon outbreak because the geller field of the shitty ship they gave him failed again.
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>>29577397
This
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>>29577397
I think we need another drawfag in here for that last sentence...
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>>29576718
I don't see why they couldn't just shockpoint to where the Reapers are all sitting dormant in dark space, and nova bomb the living daylights out of them.
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>>29578640
considering an entire fleet in game one could barely take on one reaper. Why'd you think they could take on hundreds at once
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>>29578864
Shockpoint missiles with nova bomb warheads. They don't need to take on hundreds at once if they can flak them to death.

Not that they knew where the Reapers were out in dark space, thus making all attempts to attack them outright impossible.
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>>29579042
Oh shit, negro
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>>29577933
I'm torn between the Security and Advanced Suits, honestly. They're both so awesome.
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>>29579042
Why weaken a slasher by removing its hands and filling it with all that unchanging metal? I bet it couldn't even reassemble itself and slink of like every other necromorph.

Husks are shit tier enemies. They might as well be made of pudding.
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>>29579166
true dat
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>>29579167

I remember somebody explaining once that the reason Husks were so shit as opposed to the other indoctrinated races was because it was the Reapers failing to create anything useful from the remarkable things a human is capable of.
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>>29576334

Team-up to fight Necromorphs.

Predators love the hunt, but they're not complete idiots, individuals usually won't risk their lives if it means stopping something that NEEDS to be stopped.

Now if it were Predator hunting Isaac in the Mass Effect universe? Hmm...
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>>29579166
I will shamelessly say that the hacker suit was the coolest suit for me.
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>>29579600
Weren't the remains of that suit what he was wearing at the start of DS3?
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>>29579600
Something about the mask always put me off it. If it had a normal helmet, I'd totally like it a lot more.

>>29579639
I dunno if it's the same suit, but it is at least heavily based on it.
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>>29579639
Yea. That or Visceral decided to use the hacker suit as a base for the clothing Clarke wears at the start.
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>>29576334
What about hone of these?
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>>29579684
Imo I liked the helmet the most out of the suit because it reminded of those WW1 Gas Masks.
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>>29579721
>>29579721
>>29579721
Yeah, but that was the problem for me. It was a mask, not a helmet. It didn't have that Dead Space feel to it, for some reason.
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>>29579803
NEEDS MORE EYE SLITS!
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>>29579835
Needs to actually cover the head.
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>>29579690
It says right on the DS wiki that what Isaac wore at the beginning of DS3 was in fact a hacker suit with all the armor bits removed
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>>29577933
I love that if you angle the camera right its giving you a big evil grin.
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>>29580369
Goddammit now I can't NOT see it.
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>>29580408
You mean you didnt see it before!? look at this shit man.
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>>29576449
Honestly, in a ME/DS crossover I'd say the Marker IS Reaper tech. A very, VERY early example of it anyways. It's got an indoctrination field, creates husk-like enemies out of corpses, and has an end goal of accumulating all genetic material of a race to distill down and continue their bizarre "reproductive" cycle. Hell, just say the Marker was an experiment at a backup plan like the Collectors that didn't pan out, but they decided to turn the damn thing back on when the Collectors were destroyed.
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>>29580505
Holy shit. It must be channeling Isaac's hidden glee for destruction and we never noticed it
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>>29570163
All of my yes.
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>>29580544
You are now realizing this is the face the necromorphs were looking at as they died.
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>>29580598
It's kind of funny yeah. I played the SHIT out of DS2 and yet I never noticed the smiley face.

It would have made my day so hard if at some point he started going so maddeningly dangerous that they started reconsidering trying to kill him.
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>>29580258
Brother Clarke of the Grey Knights. Both bane of Warp Abominations, as well a crafty and resourceful tech specialist who forged his wargear himself.
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>>29581042
Every night before bed, the Gods of Chaos check their closets for Brother Clarke
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>>29581196
Hereteks of the Dark Adeptus arm themselves with the heaviest and most arcane of weapons, build elaborate traps and deadly daemonic machines.

This however is nothing, for they know well that when Brother Clarke is on the move, it is not a matter of when, but how he will overcome what the Hereteks came up with.
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ive started a new game in DS2 now just because of this thread and having more fun than anyone should have while blasting necros into salsa with my contact beam for a change i already finished it once as a earthGOV grunt with pulse/seeker rifle now im going full mad engineer with power tools that where never meant to be used on tissue
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>>29581391
I liked DS2 more than DS1. Good choice.
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>>29581418
i agree DS2 was the best part so far.
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>>29581196
Once during a battle against Chaos, Brother Clarke faced a Keeper of Secrets.

Thinking that he's a ordinary Grey Knight, the Keeper charged Brother Clarke.

Putting all his skills and faith into combat, Clarke shot his plasma cutter at the daemon's wrist of its sword arm, cutting it off.

The Greater Daemon, angry beyond reckoning, tried to use its left pincer, only to have it shot off by another precise shot.

Enraged, the servant of Slaanesh leaped at the Grey Knight, only for him to disappear and reappear behind it.

Clarke shot the monster in the back of its knee, immobilizing it.

As the daemon fell kneeling with pain, the Grey Knight jumped on it, ran up its back and swung his Halberd into its neck. The Keeper was decapitated, and its essence returned to the Warp, cursing Brother Clarke for this humiliation.

Thought of the day: Failure is the weakness of the enemy.
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>>29581270
His fury is feared by all that know his name. His ability to cause destruction is matched only by his creativity and imagination, and his strength is immense.

His name is uttered only in hushed whispers in the halls of the Mechanicus in fear of catching his attention. Although never mentioned it is well known that Brother Clarke has repeatedly turned down the position of Fabricator General not because he was unworthy but because he cannot rest when there is heretech to destroy.

Untold hordes of Eldrich abominations, mutants and products of blasphemous technology have fallen before his ceaseless march. His armor of contempt is akin to the Adamantium armor of the Titans of Terra and even if all the lights in the heavens were his enemy, he would never yield.
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>>29581639

Do members of the Adeptus Mechanicus ever undergo the process to become Space Marines?
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>>29581672
No, but Space Marines can become techmarines
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>>29581639
Once a Warpsmith unleashed a pair Defilers on a regiment of Guardsmen. When the two came close enough to charge, they stopped, only to slowly moving back and to run away.

The Warpsmith used runic devices to order the Defilers to attack, yet the daemons inside were so overwhelmed with fear that not even the power of the Warpsmith was overridden by them.

The corrupt Astartes later realized to his horror that Brother Clarke was with the Guardsmen.
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>>29581830
A Greater Daemon of Tzeentch once attempted to probe the mind of Brother Clarke in order to access the vast amounts of knowledge held within the mind of this one man.

However, the Greater Daemon could not forsee the immense power of Brother Clarke's mind.

The end result was akin to a power fist to the brainmeats with the force of a thousand, angry suns. Utterly destroying the mind, body and soul of the Greater Daemon, it is now said to be yet another notch in the handle of Clarke's mighty plasma cutter.
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>>29582001
Once visiting a Hive City, Brother Clarke heard from the local Techpriests that a vital element in one of the largest generators was damaged by an unknown force.

Clarke, being who he is, set off to repair the damage that was done. When he got to the lowest level of the Hive, the saboteurs, a Genestealer Cult, attacked him.

Waves after waves of Genestealers and their hybrids attacked Brother Clarke, only for them to get caught in his stasis field and have their limbs shot off.

When he arrived to the generators, the Patriarch awaited him. Using his psychic force, the powerful Genestealer wanted to ravage Brother Clarke's mind.

Yet to its surprise (if Tyranids knew the term surprise), the horrors he unleashed on the revered brother didn't affect him. Instead Clarke put the Patriarch into stasis, picked with his gravitronic gauntlet a large iron rod and hurled at the Tyranid, impaling it with extreme prejudice.

After wiping out a entire Genestealer Cult, Clarke not only fixed the generators, he greatly increased the machines output. Praise be the Omnissiah and Brother Clarke.
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>>29582313

I think he's approached Primarch levels of competence and power at this point.
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>>29582356
Their pauldrons would hold the CEC logo as their chapter symbol
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>>29582356
Nah. He only used his stasis device that was plugged to his powerpack.

The part with the Patriarch was because he met so many horrors that he became used to them.

In powers he's only a normal human with extra augmentations, imagination and large intellect.

Power level? Very large being are a challenge to him.
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>>29582491
Brother Clarke has a very unique perception where he can with a glance detect weak points within an enemy as 'yellow glowy bits'
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>>29582608
Brother Clarke has a habit of arming the vents with excessive amounts of explosives after a incident that wasn't pleasant to him.
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>>29582714
One of Brother Clarke's most favored weapons is reminiscent of a harpoon rifle. This will embed itself with great force within an enemy before deploying a timed melta charge.

Effective even against the unholy armor of Chaos Dreadnoughts, it is considered akin to a "highly localized exterminatus"
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>>29582714
Brother Clarke's combat prowess is impressive, but the events wherein it was strictly the deciding factor in his victories are few and far between.

His actual strength lies in his boundless creativity, knowledge of forbidden machine lore, luck, and above all, his paranoia.

When Brother Clarke utters the words "I have a bad feeling about this", it either means life-ending peril is around the next corner, or that his vocal implants malfunctioned.
His vocal implants never malfunction.
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>>29582874
He also often claims to be full of bad ideas, yet his plans always seem to inevitably come to fruition.
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>>29582942
I have the oddest feeling that Brother Clarke is becoming something of a legend almost as great as the Emperor himself...
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>>29582820
>>29582874
>>29582942
>>29582972
One time, when aiding the Guardsmen against the Orkz, Brother Clarke read the report that the greenskin had Stompas with them.

Without losing time, he quickly build a number weapons that were somewhat more powerful than standard lascannon.

He armed the most courageous of the Guardsmen and send them to hunt the Stompas.

Not only said weapons were lighter than man-portable lascannon, but they made a mockery of the powerfields that protected the Stompas.

After this, the Guardsmen had a much easier job in defeating the Waaagh!
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>>29582972
Occasionally however, even Brother Clarke feels himself outnumbered. So he harnesses his limitless knowledge of daemonology to summon a seemingly random chaos spawn.

This would normally be considered the greatest of heresies if not for the fact that every single time he does it, he also manages to summon Grandmaster Kaldor Draigo of the Gray Knights.
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>>29582942
Because of this, he has been put under investigation at least twice by the Inquisition for Chaos corruption, allegedly that of Tzeench.

Both times he has not only demonstrated no corruption at all, mind or body, but that his mind was a veritable fortress against all Warp influence, demonic or otherwise.

He has been offered numerous lucrative positions as an anti-psyker operative, but he's declined in favor of continuing his research on lost technologies with the Adeptus Mechanicus. His fervor bespeaks more of an eager student rather than an acolyte, but his peers know better than to complain.
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>>29581042
For unknown reasons, Brother Clarke has been known to travel into dead space for extended periods of time. When he returns he always comes back with fascinating pieces of technology that either fascinate or disgust the mechanicus and their techpriests.

These artifacts are of obvious human tech and seem to predate even the Iron Men. When asked about knowing such discoveries in deep space, Isaac rarely responds to such questions and simply returns to doing the Emperors Work.

Eventually an Inquisitor got fed up with Isaac, attempted to tear into his mind for the answer. It was only several seconds later that said inquisitor was reduced to a gibbering wreck, mumbling strange things, and speaking in an unknown dialect. He was quickly put down by Isaac before he said anymore and continued on his way.

No one has ever asked him since.
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>>29583071
HERESY!

Brother Clarke has never summoned a deamon or Grey Knight.

He would see it as a distraction from his technological research, and a waste of his talent.
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>>29583137
Rumor and speculation. Brother Clarke is the pinnacle of purity aside from the Emperor Himself.

No one who knows Brother Clarke personally would say he is completely in his right mind, however. Just that Chaos had nothing to do with it.
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>>29583162
He does this unconsciously. It even happened once when he was working on a Dreadnought.

Even when Draigo fought the Spawn, Clarke never turned around when he was constructing the robotic suit.
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>>29583214
This is baseless nonsense. Summoning a daemon requires an obvious ritualistic practice. No one "unconsciously" summons them.
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>>29583214
Through incredible efforts in investigation and pursuit, the Ordo Hereticus once managed to track down Grandmaster Draigo during a brief incursion in realspace.

When asked about Brother Clarke, Kaldor Draigo simply smiled and called him brother.
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Needless to say, the Inquisition absolutely hates Brother Clarke, but they have no technical reason to accuse him of Heresy, hard as they try to find one.
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>>29583201
This is hte most accurate thing about Brother/Magos Clark yet and ever.
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>>29583244
The first time when this happened, Brother Clarke was working on a way to maximize the capabilities of his junk of a ship that the Mechanicus gave him. He brainstormed so hard that it opened a rift to the Warp through which Skulltaker jumped out.

Brother Clarke shot him without turning towards him.

>>29583337
They may hate his guts, but sometimes they do ask him his expertise when there is a mission of great importance. Crazy awesome ensues.
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>>29583392
It was Brother Clarke that rode a thunderhawk engine into battle. Armed with only his Nemesis Force Glaive and his stompy fury, he faced down a horde of Khornate Bloodthirsters and World Eater Chaos marines.

The general consensus of Chaos lords much later was "He fucking won?!"
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>>29583579
oh but he dosn't need a force glaive, only his borderline heretek plasma gun, his power boots and access to engineering equipment and he can take on the world!
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>>29583723
Of course he doesn't NEED it.

Buuut he still has it. Along with all his other weapons, mainly because otherwise it would take too long to finish a battle and he wants to get back to his lost technologies
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>>29583579
>>29583723
>>29583769
It is perhaps preferable that the Chaos lords believe Brother Clarke emerged victorious due entirely to his skill and combat prowess.

In fact he'd turned the other way and fled, but not to escape. He'd fled in order to lead them into a defunct Manufactorum which previously produced ship-grade plasma cores. Using a special pheremone concoction he'd developed himself, he'd lured every single bloodthirster inside, folloed shortly by the baffled Chaos Marines, who has assumed only a dozen or so would have followed to take down one prey. Not the whole legion.
Brother Clarke knew beforehand that this particular Manufactorum had not been abandoned due to a great amount of decay or desstruction, but because it had met with a minor Tyranid infestation which had been flushed out and eliminated after all biomatter had been sucked dry from it. Meaning, of course, that the facility still technically worked.
After bypassing all security protocols that no one in his Adeptus Mechanicus rank should have been able to access, he'd made all systems operational. But he'd intentionally opened all operations in completely the wrong order.

The result, as he'd figured out, was total meltdown of all plasma forges in a matter of minutes. His thunderhawk was just barely fast enough and he was miraculously rescued days later surviving in the wastelands miles out from the blast site.

"He fucking won?!" indeed.
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You know with all the bullshit GW's been pulling, I wouldn't be surprised if somehow they got wind of these threads and made Isaac into a semi cannon character. When called on their bullshit by EA/Visceral they'd have the gall to go "original character do not steal" and go to court about it.

This is the kind of shit you'd say "nah man no one would be that stupid" and I'd agree with you, but GW tried that shit with "space marine" once and that's even dumber than that.
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This thread is now officially twice as epic as the last one.
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>>29583858
They would have needed some time to find it out.

>>29583849
The Eldar fear Brother Clarke for a couple of reasons, but it is not his titanic willpower that they fear, but his status of a wild card.

Every Farseer, even Eldrad Ulthran know well that including Brother Clarke into a plan is like hanging Khaine's sword over them on a single string of a Eldar virgin's hair.

And when Clarke appears in their plans yet they didn't include him, they know well that they won't get out of the situation in one piece.
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>>29584095
>They would have needed some time to find it out.
Isn't it a known fact that they browse /tg/ given that they made Grendel canon?
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>>29583849
Brother Clarke is the natural enemy of Lucius the Eternal.

The Champion of Fulgrim knows this well and he fears the outcome if Clarke would have killed him.

Lucius wouldn't reincarnate because Clarke wouldn't take any satisfaction from killing him, and if he did, instead of reincarnating in him, the Chaos Lord would simply be trapped inside of Clarke's body (due to titanic willpower).

That's why if there are rumors that Clarke is near, he will avoid him at all costs.
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>>29584202
I was saying about EA. They would've never checked /tg/. More probable of them to see /v/, but not /tg/.
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>>29584202
That's Fantasy Flight, not GW proper.
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>>29583849
If Brother Clarke and Inquisitor Badassius ever teamed up together, the known galaxy would've been RADICALLY remodeled by the two.
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>>29584354
If Brother Clarke and Inquisitor Badassius ever teamed up, even Ork Warbosses would flee in terror.
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>>29584387
Dang it! Some bastard deleted Inquisitor Badassius!!!
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>>29584354
All the Tyranids would be eradicated down to the very last Norn Queen who would be psychically shackled and made into a pet by Inquisitor Badassious.

Then Brother Clarke would take the fight to the Silent King and wreck the shit out of every single Necron stronghold in the universe. Now all known remaining Necrons, all sentient, happily serve as cargo loaders and deep space exploration units.

Then both of them would set off into the Eye of Terror, and make it -blink-.
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>>29584434
Brother Issac later realizes, even after his encounters with the Tau, Eldar, Orkz, and even the Forces of Chaos, that somehow he is MORE effective at fighting Necrons than nearly any other opponent. Yes, "nearly".

Nurgle's forces have learned to take a several lightyear-wide berth of Brother Clarke's location at all times.
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>>29584543
Necrons actually fear Brother Clarke, for he found away to keep them from phasing out.

The regular Necrons are simple automatons, but the Lords, Overlods, Phaerons and other high ranking Necrons fear the possibility of Brother Clarke strapping them to a table and cutting them to pieces.
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>>29584543
And yet they always seem to have nightmares about him whenever they happen to be in the same segmentum as him.

Visions of symbols and whispers maddening even to those who have given themselves to Chaos. And finally the horrific, glowing smile of Brother Clarke's helmet seem to haunt them even into their waking hours
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>>29584678
Brother Clarke was once lured by a Chaos Lord and his large number of Chose to his sanctuary.

The Lord liked it to be spiky, as well as his chosen.

When Clarke entered the room, the Chaos Marines thought that it would be easy...

This was a nightmare. The Lord survived the confrontation by some miracle.

Since then spikes are prohibited by him.
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>>29584664
>>29584678
Perhaps the most unnerving thing they find about Brother Clarke is that they have never seen his face.

Who is he? A human? Impossible, they say. No human possesses such surgical precision or inexplicable mental prowess. No human could create weapons accurately described as "localized Exterminatus" from scraps and bits. No human could make such a mockery of all that they hold true. He must be a manifestation of the Machine Spirit itself, they muse, or perhaps he is the awakened Void Dragon given a rough human shape.

But they are completely, utterly wrong. Brother Clarke is just a man. Yet even considering this a possibility to be the reality is a scenario too horrifying for them to comprehend. Therefore they comfort themselves (slightly) by believing him to be something else.
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>>29584678
>problem Nurgal?
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>>29584833

And he's not even a Space Marine! HE'S A GODDAMN TECH-PRIEST!!!
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>>29583849
It is a known fact that Tzeentch wishes for Brother Clarkes soul personally. Compared to Creed who is a tactical genius, strategic, and a great think.

Clarke is the exact opposite: A lone wolf by trade, Clarke has been known to turn 1-1000 scenarios into victories where Clarke is the last one standing.

That isn't why Tzeentch wants him though. Clarke is a wildcard and his actions have been proven to be almost impossible to predict, and he has created weapons that could put down a swarm lord in a single shot. Not only that Clarkes mind is one of the greatest secrets in the universe that no one; daemon, alien, or man has ever been able to crack. Anyone who has dared ventured inside his genius(insane) mind have all been turned into gibbering wrecks.

Tzeentch wants those secrets, and once Clarke's soul is his, he'll will hold the greatest power that the universe will ever see.
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>>29570587
And green...
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>>29584908
Woe be unto Tzeench. For he does not know the horror he will visit upon himself should he succeed...
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>>29584833
>>29584902
>>29584908
Despite his reputation, Brother Clarke is actually a swell chap that will help everyone out as long as they won't try to cheat him.

Once a Imperial Governor tried to use his talents to to make the lives of the people of his planet even more difficult.

Not only did the conditions in which the people lived got dramatically better, Clarke also uncovered some records that included interesting materials.

After leaving the Governor ran away in fear that the Inquisition would get him.

They got him.
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>>29584833
Many those in the know hopes that if they ever see Brother Clarke unmasked, they will find Ceogorach the Laughing God. For only this would actually make sense to those who have witnessed any of his highly improbable feats.
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>>29584908
Once a Daemon Prince of Tzeentch wanted to turn Brother Clarke into a Daemonhost.

When the servant of the Lord of Change created a mental image of a world inside Clarkes mind, he saw how his soul really looks like.

The sheer willpower ripped apart the world the daemon created.

The Daemon Prince escaped this encounter by some miracle. Every time he hears the name Clarke, he get very mortal shivers.
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>>29585133
Actually there was once this one encounter where Brother Clarke met the Harlequins.

Nobody knows what they did, but both sides were really satisfied when they were going their own ways.

What were they talking about? Nobody knows, and the Inquisition is mad about this.
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>>29584939
And Yellow
(Which is represented on that last one by being a yellow door that leads into a pit because FUCK YOU FOR NOT LIKING OUR PERFECT OPTIONS)
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If Brother Clarke ever gave permission to mass-produce his custom R.I.G. Power/Terminator Armors, then woe to the enemies of the Imperium.

He didn't gave the Mechanicus the permission because the Imperium is simply not ready for the R.I.G. suits.
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>>29581042
Do the grey knights have tech marines if not who fixes there shit?
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>>29585359
Allied Mechanicus guys. Their HQ is in the Sol system and Mars is very close.
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>>29585133
>A tech-acolyte 15 years of age is given the honor of being Brother Clarke's assistant for the day as he works on repairing a decommissioned Titan.
>The acolyte tries to stop from shaking as he hands the legendary Tech-Priest a welding torch, and the glow of his ever-present helmet doing nothing to ease the boy's nerves
>After the welding had been completed, Brother Clarke takes a deep breath and speaks
>"Can I get some water, please?"
>The acolyte was ordered never to speak to Brother Clarke, only to obey his orders, and robotically, fearfully, hands him a canteen of water.
>What would come next is something the young lad would never have expected, and would never forget until the end of his days.
>Brother Clarke's helmet separated into a jigsaw of moving parts and unfurled to the back of his exo-cortical implant.
>"Thanks." said the smiling, comforting, perhaps even tired face of a man who appeared to be in his late 30s with brown hair and facial stubble before taking a long draw of the canteen. The assistant's face the picture of pure shock.
>After finishing his drink, Brother Clarke hands back the canteen to the boy and his helmet reforms back into place once again, shortly thereafter continuing his work.

>No one the boy talked to about it ever believed him.
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>>29585408
Delicious. I love this.
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We need to pastebin all the Brother Clarke stories.
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>>29585517
Might as well just put it on 1d4chan
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>>29585517
Despite having a perfect photographic memory, Brother Clarke actually fears that he would actually forget about something.

Thus the resourceful Techpriest stored every single thought of wisdom of his on dataslates.

Once a Terminator Inquisitor wanted to see those dataslates. When he opened the grand sepulcher, the sheer amount of dataslates simply drowned him and the group of unlucky Acolytes that did get under them.

The Inquisition spend three days simply looking for the Inquisitor. He was able to survive thanks to the systems and immense durability of his armor keeping him from being crushed.
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>>29585517

Brother Clarke was one time trapped in the data-vault of a hive due to carelessness of the Enginseers maintaining the reactor.

Even though there was literally nothing but himself within the vault, he somehow managed to assemble a melta charge that, while cutting a hole large enough for him to move through into a solid adamantium door, left the data-vault perfectly intact.
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>>29585517

Hearing that Brother Clarke was in system, the most noble Astartes Chapter of the Salamanders invited him aboard their forge-ship.

When he left, he was declared a Friend of the Chapter.
Not even a week later, Salamander Astartes were spotted with a new model of Plasma Gun, which apparently had a far lesser rate of overheat based failure while having vastly increased accuracy.
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>>29585842
It was later discovered that he'd used his own cybernetic implants to construct the weapon at extreme hazard to his bodily health. The parts were quickly replaced in the nick of time, thankfully, saving his life.

The Tech-Priests who aided his recovery know of this, but they enjoy keeping everyone else in the dark for entertainment purposes. As well, Brother Clarke's sheer reputation makes him feared across the cosmos, and their fears are still very much justified anyway even if they knew the reality.
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>>29585942
Clarke and the Salamanders would be be bro as fuck.
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>>29585961

Despite appearances, both of Brother Clarke's eyes are in fact, bionic.

Crafted to be as close to realistic as possible, in order to fit underneath his helmet, if questioned about them, all Brother Clarke does is mutter under his breath 'Stross'.

It is unknown what 'Stross' means, but it is assumed to be a relatively unknown Xeno species.
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>>29585982
>He would befriend brother Ha'mond and would go with him later on on adventures
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>>29586079

>not Brother Car'Ver

do you even?
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>>29585842
Once a bunch of Marines Malevolent boarded Brother Clarke's ship to steal the R.I.G. technology for their own use.

The next week, the Marines found one of their cruisers marooned in the system that Clarke was.

What they later found was too horrifying even for a Astartes.

Since then the Marines Malevolent never thought about stealing from Brother Clarke.
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>>29586494

Just imagine... all the spikes. So many spikes. It was as if a giant adamantium porcupine with WAY too many quills spontaneously combusted into millions of armor, flesh, and bone-rending spines that impaled and disemboweled every single living thing on the ship with extreme prejudice... except for Brother Clarke.
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>>29586735
Brother Clark is the physical manifestation of the concepts of engineering, survival, and willpower all at once.
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>>29586886
i like to think the warhammer universe has room for all awesome characters in fiction
>imperial guardsman who refuses to wear upper body armor and wears a bright green t-shirt
>constantly fights chaos marines and daemon princes single-handedly
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>>29586886
Don't forget stompyness. He's stompier than all orks ever put together.
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>>29587021
Once Brother Clarke stomped an Ork Warboss to death.

Instead of fleeing, the Orkz bent their knees to him in service

"Dammit, acolyte! Stop making up things about Brother Clarke that aren't even remotely true! You know the rules. At least make it actually -based- on true events!"
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So, let's stat out Brother Clarke's weapons, or at least equivalents, in 40k.

Plasma Cutter: some type of Plasma Pistol.
Contact Beam: Lascannon.
Incinerator: Artificer Flamer.
Linegun: some type of Plasma Gun.
Pulse Rifle: Something Archeotech.
Force Gun: 'nother Archeotech, perhaps a Conversion Beam?
Ripper: Artificer Chainsword.
Javelin Gun: Improvised weapon of some kind
Seeker Rifle: Artificer Sniper Rifle.
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>>29587153
All of his favored weapons are weapons he designed himself from the ground up. They happen to be far more effective in numerous ways than standard mass-produced firearms of the Imperium.
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>>29587153
Plasma cutter could probably be of his own design. Say he got fed up with how unreliable standard plasma weapons was and FIXED it. It now not only doesn't ever need rolls for exploding or back-venting, it fires a cohesive pulse-stream of ionized plasma instead of just a bolt. Extremely accurate.

Contact Beam is a handheld, miniaturized particle accelerator cannon that he made after finding the blueprints of the large hadron collider within an arceotech-vault. It took him two days to build a miniature.

Incinerator is akin to a regular flamer, only plasma-based.

Line gun works similar to the plasma cutter only it's a two-hand version that requires a lot more power and has a slower firing speed. That said it can decapitate a Carnifex in two hits.

Pulse rifle is very archaic, he keeps it because he likes the sound of it firing.

Force gun is a gravitonic accelerator cannon that he built after thoroughly interrogating a couple Necron Tomb Lords.

Ripper is a repurposed factory tool with superior components of adamantium and ceramite.

Javelin gun is his "localized exterminatus" rifle with barbed javelins with timed melta charges attached to the tip.

Seeker rifle is a slugthrower sniper rifle with accuracy greater than any long-las, which is something that only he could ever accomplish.
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Surprised it's only taken 18 posts past the limit for us to fall to page 8.

I'm guess we're having another thread so we can keep the writefags around, right?
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>>29587372
Also he has "traded" for the dimension fuckery tech the Necrons have and now he has his very own personal bag of holding where he can store all of those weapons, his tools and any ammo he might need.
Obviously he told nobody about this and every time it comes up in rumors about him it is quickly squished because some things are too unbelievable even for people in 40k
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>>29587437
Brother Clarke demands it.

Who are you to refuse him?
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>>29587153
What about....the Handcannon?
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>>29587726

Brother Clarke was granted access to the Golden Throne of Terra once.

He exited the presence of The Omnissiah with a foam rubber finger, which had apparently damaged a piece of the Throne when it was lodged inside.

No one knows where said artifact is now.
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Hey guys I dunno who did it, but this thread is archived. Go rate it up! For Brother Clarke!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html
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Yaknow, I don't think I ever finished either of the first 2 dead space games...

Time to reinstall
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>>29587530
I shall give us the new thread

For brother Clarke.
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NEW THREAD

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