Dead Space Let's Play - I am Isaac

[Vahnara]

Not unless I compress them into WMVs with windows movie maker, which I turned an 8 minute segment video (almost 6 gigs before) into 494 MB. Youtube small.

[Bill Nye the Science Guy]

coolio, i might do that

[WILL THE ALMIGHTY]

Should've called the mutant babies Bulbasaurs. And the regular zombies Kabutops. And the flying guys zubats.

[Vahnara]

This is no simple infection we're dealing with, it's an entire alien species! And they don't seem too keen on joining societies.



Also notified that the ship is in trouble and I need to get my booty to engineering. Right away, sir!



But first! I sell some junk off at the store. I am engineer Isaac, not junk master Isaac.



Node acquired. Just gotta find a workbench so I can wedge it into my suit.



To the tram station, ho!



Waaaaait a minute, weren't there bodies here? Like, alot of the them?



The blind lady and her 'McCoy' were also right there. Either they were wondertwins and combined to become shape of 'a pile of maggots' and form of 'blood puddle', or they are now crawling around the vents somewhere.

I can hear scratching. I'm guessing the latter.



Time for a tram ride. This is my favourite part!



I pass out on the tram ride. Dreaming about my adventure thus far. On chapter 3 now I would think. I'll call it... 'Course Correction'. As there is a course that will probably need to be corrected.



The tram ride was only 10 seconds or so, so sleeping wasn't really a wise thing to do while the door was wide open. Zach awakes me to lay out some problems that need solving. Time to engineer this shit up.



Are you sure its the rocks pulling us down and not kendras big butt? I wonder where she is.



So while I'm going around and doing all this, where you will be? Sitting tight in a saferoom 'reading' those magazines I saw everywhere earlier? Alright Zach, I got ya.



I love your Peng too. All of it.



I think this is a condom ad.



I've been thinking of upgrading to triggerlink, but I don't think I can justify 10 credits a month for a few minor exclusives.



Wherever a creepy dark hallway is, there will be a space engineer to explore it.



Control room located. There is someone in the chair. Hello?



I do not trust this fellow. I creep up slowly with weapon drawn. It's like shopping at any convenience store back home.



I'm just going to pick up this audio log, ok buddy? No, don't get up, I got it.



He's cool, I'm cool, we're all cool.



Are those... are those vending machines?!



Isaac is Dominating vending machine.



I wonder if this is Temple or Danver. Either or, they didn't succeed in their task.



No name tag or any other forms of ID. I'll just call you 'expendaBill'.



WELL. That was a whole lot of build up. The Machine Shop looks like it will be fun. Tune in next time for adventures in dead SPAAAAACE.

[BurntToShreds]

The true villains are the vending machines. I never did like them.

[Vahnara]

Here we are, the machine shop. Let us explore.



I don't believe you buddy. Taking a nap during your shift. for shame



Isaac uses Lazy Peon Plasma Cutter to the face!



If you had your mask on, I could've mistaked you for being unconscious. But noooo, you had to make me use the motivator.



Dernit. You stupid suits creeped me out with your shadowy silhouettes. I hate you guys.



Found an audio log of Danvers and Temple. There is another person in the audio, from what I can hear he's pulling his own teeth out. I know dentists can be expensive but come on.



Yes. Join the large group of cattle waiting to be devoured by the aliens that don't use tractor beams or have pants on.



Work bench found and power node used to upgrade my bleeding capacity.



5 sweet bars of health goo. Now I got a leg up on the situation.



EGADS!!



TEAMWORK. Lets the enemy get multiple kills easier.



Working solo has its advantages. No one to worry about but myself, I get to keep all the ammo and cash I find. Also, I get the satisfaction of being a one man army against the alien horde.



HMMM. To the refueling control station or to the refueling control station? DECISIONS



While I decide which path to take on this fork in the road, I pull over the dislodged gondola.



Decided on the refueling control station. It wasn't an easy pick, there was a vote, but the ballots were stacked in favor or the refueling control station and it was considered null until it could be determined who stuffed fake ballots into the vote.

It was the flamethrower.



Riding the gondola to the other side. It is a very far drop down and there is a loud roar. A very loud roar. I haven't eaten since mid-flight here.



A necrocreep is spotted and I take aim. How come none of the mining tools come equipped with a sniper scope? All purpose my booty.



Sweet Kelly. There is a welcoming party at the other side and I'm the guest of honor.



Forgot this thing had an alt mode till now, it fires a fireball. HOW-DO-YOU-DO-KEN



I set my gracious hosts on fire, like any good party patron does.



The leader of the party planning committee isn't too pop flyin' with my contribution to this shindig.



There is attempted hugging here. It was denied.



More audio logs of the misadventures of Danvers and Temple. Seems like there was sabotage and not a malfunction when it came to the failure of the ship.



These guys just love to go where I can't follow them. Like vents and the girls bathroom.



All I have waiting for me at home is a bottle of mustard and some old Psycho magazines.



Second station of refueling is found and activated.



Popplers are upset that I'm causing all this gas to be used to save the ship.



Back onto the gondola of never gonna break.



It didn't break. But I found someone in the floorboards! He has some of those little pricklers with him. I hate those soooo much.



Cutter isn't too effective with so many little things around.



FLAME ON!



A prickler manages to get on my back. They explode for some reason when they get shaked off.



Pests dealt with. Time to return to the control room, where expendabill was holding down the fort.



Dear arceus NO. NOT EXPENDABILL.



This perverse act does not bode well with what I know will happen. Friends will be killed.



He is no longer my friend. But one of them. I will not hesitate when it is time to pull the trigger.



I just realized. These necromancers would be doing this same thing to the popplers to convert them. That will not be tolerated. Uncle Isaac will terminate every single necromancer till none remain.



The necromancer is spent and goes to find a cigarette. It is time to commence operation 'Kill all Necromancers'.



Yes. You. Come to me. I will crush you.



Open wide and eat plasma justice.



Overkill? Not for these things.



I shoot a fireball at necrobill. Just missed.



Fireball 2, away! Direct hit! Melee range detected.



I'm sorry, expendabill. But if you knew you would be punched to death while being an alien zombie, it would be how you would want to go.



The deed is done. This is a slow cargo lift.



Mandatory? I doubt any of the necro's had to do this, why should I?



I'm wondering if any of the locked lockers can be opened. Seems like a waste of loot if they can't.



The Misadventures of Danvers and Temple continue with this latest entry. Temple is heading down to fix the centrifuge. Danvers slips on a banana and gets a pie in the face. I loathe laugh tracks.



I find it ironic there is still paper magazines of the latest electronics when everything is pretty much holo this and holo that.



Time to be decontaminated. I left my towel in Kelly.



Stand still. Got it. I won't move a muscle. Nothing will make me move said muscles. Statue Isaac, call me that. For movement there will not be any of. At all.



Aw, jeez, peeping toms. Can't take a decontamination shower around here without creeps filling up the windows.



You things made me a liar. I told the nice computer I wouldn't move and now look what you made me do!



Burning away your sins! Which would be you in entirety.



Fireball! daisies. Missed again. I need to get better at fireballin'.



If they weren't so daisies agile I could do better. STOP MOVING SO I CAN KILL YOU



Better! See, that wasn't so bad now, was it?



Sorry I moved, I really didn't mean to. Don't be mad. No, thank you for your patience.



It's dangerous to go alone. Take this crappy billboard.



These holes have been in a couple places. I do not trust them one bit. But they haven't done anything to me yet so I can't judge them.



Then again, there is evidence here that the holes are dangerous. Just going out on a limb here.



Whew! What a ride. But I think it's just beginning.


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Due to my own stupidity, I didn't fraps an entire segment of this and saved the game. SO, I restarted a new game and rushed my way through to where I didn't record and got footage to photograph. There are inconsistencies with item upgrades, but, from now on it will be the original file and I made some modifications to the fraps options so I know when I'm recording in game.

Also, the Ripper weapon was obtained and was originally used in the decontamination room, but not on the second run that was recorded, so hopefully I can squeeze some Ripper action in the next update.

[Fooflyer]

just how exactly do you manage to make this game seem so light hearted

[Squigzog]

I too have a bottle of mustard waiting for me at home.

[Bill Nye the Science Guy]

expendabill/necrobill.....
i like it

[Vahnara]

just how exactly do you manage to make this game seem so light hearted

Welp. When playing it's really atmospheric so I'm not really thinking of jokes (except when I spot posters) and it's a pretty creepy game.

I just improvise when putting it together to make it more light hearted and putting it 1st person with Isaac so while he's getting more used to whats happening he can make jokes and go a little insane at the same time.

[Vahnara]

Writing up a new update and getting this to a new page to be ready for it.

[Vahnara]

Centrifuge room. It is set to zero G. No wonder it's busted, look at all the junk in here.



To my immediate right there is a... a bulbous mass of moving flesh and arteries. LOVELY



Scanning the area I spot some thingamajigs disconnected from the whatchamacallit. Engineer talk.



I hear some snarling and turn around and move just in time as a zero G jumping creeper comes barreling past me.



CRACK It's a home run, folks!



Alas, team creeper has replacements to fill any position I open.



I shot this guys arm and head off and assumed him dead. He continues to crawl towards me with one arm. What a champ!



While I could have just jumped down to floor level, I 'use' the lift anyways. I'm a sap.



Dumbassery aside, I continue to the repairs I should be making.



I grab a part of it and slam it against the main machine.



Whoops. OK, that's not how you fix this. *scribbles down not to jam a high speed spinning piece into an unmoving piece*



Slowing it down with stasis and then going to jam it into the main machine.



A new guy wants to help, I tell him to buzz off.



Right-o then. One generator re-attached. This repairing isn't all that hard.



A quick dash to the next generator. Repair man Isaac reporting!



And the daddy part goes into the mommy part. All those years of schoolin' paying off.



Now to just get up to the controls and restart the thing.



Not before I have to deal with the local riff raff. I miss horribly on the first shot.



Not so much missing going on with the second shot. Wish I was taking these photo's in 3-D, this would have looked much more awesome.



Weeee~! Er... I mean... screw it, weeeeeeeeee



This diagram is showing what I just fixed is actually a hand crusher and not a centrifuge, diabolical!



Activating the centrifuge comes with a nasty side effect of no air and dangerous hand crushing. Danger. It comes with the job.



The floor opens up and sucks all the garbage out. I would stick around and enjoy the view more, but I now have a time limit to my life and I'd rather not become part of the scenery I'm admiring.



Zero G is no longer available, so now I have to use the tram to go down. Like a commoner.



There is a giant hammer like device going around in a clockwise manner. Just taking a wild guess here but I'm thinking I wouldn't survive a hit from that thing.



I'm going to go lef---



---right, I am going right, as it is the right way to go, after all!



Checkpoint one reached, no one here but me and...



I didn't invite you to my checkpoint one party. get! Get outta here!



It was a bogus party anyway. To checkpoint two!



Just some air. Juicy, beautiful air. nom nom nom air.



*huff huff huff* You'd think running around in this suit would be easy. it is not

Oh hey! Me and that other guy are having a race!



Speedy bastard wins.



I unleash the power of the Ripper! It fires a blade that gets locked a certain length away from me and floats there, spinning with deadliness! That's what the manual says. It works well.



*huff huff* OK, I think this is the last sprint I need to do for now...



I make a quick stop to fill my pocket more. Who cares if my air supply is lowering while my funds are rising?



Sweet oxygen. Back to normal conditions.

The centrifuge is repaired and the ship is fueled. I am thinking this is a mission well done, deserving of a break, that's for sure.

That should have been the worst of it, smooth sailing from now on---



OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD WHAT IS THIS THING GRABBING MEEEE



Cannot... remove... foot... from... grip...



AW HELL NO



OOF Right on my daisies back!



BZZZZZZZZZZ SHIIIT. DO NOT USE SAW BLADES ON MY OWN FOOT, GOT IT



whooooooooaaa



The plasma cutter should work a tad better



Not if I miss! Get your act together Isaac! FFS



My constant need to reload even when the clip is not empty is going to be the death of me. LIKE RIGHT NOW



AAAARRRRGHHHHffffrakkinshit



Try hitting something moron! Come on!



YOUR DOING IT WRONG



My leg will be torn off before this FRAKKIN' thing drags me to wherever it's trying to drag me!



Aiming.... aiming... last shot.... aaaaaaaaand--



BAM MOTHA'FU***



Did... did that get it...?!



Hell yea that got it!



That was not a pleasant experience. Could've done without it.



That hole... I knew it! You are on my 'enemies list' now.



Time to get the hell out of this area.



But.. being the explorer I am I ignore blue beam of guidance and venture towards the area I ignored first time through.



To good effect. Power node aqcuired and I meet with the blob of flesh again.



Back to familiar locales and meet new friends.



He gets to meet my new buddy, Ripsaw the Ripper greets necrocreep the only way it knows how.

...by throwing blades at him.



A empty node is filled at the nearby bench. Got to get more blood so I can bleed it.



Back to the control room via lift.



oh hey, Kendra is back! How have you been? Surviving? That's good.



Barricaded yourself in a computer room, huh? That's good, as long as I don't have to rescue you or anything.



Yes, we know about the Marker, if you didn't get yourself lost you would've been up to date.



You can open doors from where you are? Kendra, babe, glad to have you back!



A new passage appears and my journey continues. My name is Isaac and I love people who can open doors for me.

[Bill Nye the Science Guy]

thats how the Leviathan hugs you

to death

[hazenmire]

AAAAAaaaaand you've passed where I pussed out... I couldn't work up the courage to face Mr. Tentacles after readinng a walkthrough You're a more courageous man than I. Atleast in video games.

[Vahnara]

I find some ancient hieroglyphics written long ago by a civilization that walked on their heads and giant skulls with nubby arms and legs.



The air in the room becomes victim to the vacuum of space. My boots activate their magnetics and a space walk begins.



An unlucky civvy. I figure I need to get to the other side of this here broken hallway, simple!



I'll see if I can find a way down there, Isaac, awaaaaay!



Guh, I don't know why I love space scenery so much. Maybe I'll be a space photographer after this is done.



There is the area I need to get to. Why must it be so close yet so far?!



Would be much easier if all this junk wasn't in the daisies way. If only I had some more thermite... like, a 100 tonnes of the stuff so I could just blow up this stupid ship.



Not getting much help from the civvy. But he may be on to something by getting a different view of the problem.



Space jumped up to the ceiling to see if I can find a route.



Still as junk filled. And now everything is upside down. I'm getting a little dizzy.



Air supply is dwindling and I'm no closer to finding a route. So I retreat back to the ship to prepare for round 2 with this hallway of obscuration.



I take some big breaths to fill the air pockets in my cheeks. ...what? It's the squirrel bio upgrade. how do you think I've went this long without having to eat or drink, I have supplies stored in my cheeks.

And the suit takes care of my 'waste'.



The second time I ingeniously tilt my head to the left and spot a way around the junk. Isaac:1 Puzzles:23



Can't I space walk in peace? No, I guess not. That would be nice though, if I could.



I hit him and he pretty much went flying off into space. To one day become splattered on a space windshield on the galactic highway.



Super Isaac flies to ground level *fwwsshhhhhhh*



Curse the silence of space! Keep getting snuck up on and cut because of it.



A captain and a passenger walk onto the observation deck and the passenger says 'wow! All this space! Must have been expensive!' to which the captain replies, 'not really, it's zero g'.

I'm here until I die, folks.



My space walk is coming to an end. We had some laughs and some scares. Ok, mostly scares and not many laughs.



ERK! Aaghhwaa... UGH. Ok, just to let it be known, this room is F'ING LOUD. Metal screeching and shit banging, it's an assault on the ears and my head is about to explode.

My most dangerous mission yet. Get through this daisies room.



It's not all terrible, I guess. Maybe this guy was a medic and was walking through when the room surprised him and released all it's stored up decibels and blew his organs up.

Thank you for taking the bait, guy.



*sigh* The noise is dieing down. But what's this? More wall flesh?



Yuck. It is. Holy shi-- What is this? WHAT ARE YOU



It's... a wall person... I don't think he should be part of the wall, or even alive.



It's really sensitive to light. What should I do to these guys? They're clearly in pain. Voting time!

Ripsaw: Rip 'em
F.T.: Burn 'em
Plasma: Punch 'em

Votes are in.



So much bloooooooood.



I think I took a little too much off the top.



*squish squish squish* I have made an important discovery. You cannot run on this fleshy ground, how annoying.



Danvers continues to fail in life by letting the flesh spread.



I'll just take the elevato-- er... guess not.



This stuff is getting obnoxious. Time to do some quarantine of my own.



No effect! This stuff is tougher than nails. And not even nails work against it.



Audio log of Temples. He decides to take a gal named Elizabeth and make his way towards the bridge.



Thankfully there are lifts that aren't overtaken by the flesh.



A few pricklers come prickling out of a doorway only to meet Ripsaw. They were not prepared.



Another casualty of the damned. When will this end? WHEEEEEEEEEN?!



Holy shit daisies! He's alive!



Barely. Maybe if I throw some medkits at his head in time...



Too slow. He's dead Ripsaw.

Ripsaw: You're right Isaac. But you know I'm not the right man for the job.



Cremate him good F.T., he deserves that much.



Another wall person.

F.T.: You know what to do.



You are right, can't leave any behind. Death is better than being part of the wall. I would guess, maybe it's not that bad.



Sleep well, wall-man.



What the crap is this?! I stomped open a item crate and it exploded in blood. Are the item crates alive? Sentient? Am I a murderer?



The last wall-man in this area. If I remember the votes right...



Plasma wanted you punched. Odd, he usually wants to cut things.



I give in to the power of the doors and use a power node to open it.



A rainbow of inventory cramping items waits beyond.



Of them I find food for Ripsaw I can purchase from the store.



Back out in the main area there is a malfunctioning door. Watch out bro!



I told you to watch it! Unsafe door claims stupid victims.



Thankfully I am Isaac and I have a PHD in common sense.



I wonder if was usually creepy like this when the ship wasn't under attack by space zombie aliens.



A ground-necro and some pricklers are infesting the walkway ahead. Some fireballs their way should fix this.



Finally at the Engine Control room. I sure hope this suit has an air conditioning function I haven't found yet.