Well, everyone, I'm here. I'm going to post my newest sub-story, which is ultimately just Dead Space: the White Marker, except that it's out of script mode and back into the way that I envisioned it. If you're asking for little 'what happened in between' chapters, I'm not going to post those unless one of my more loyal fans asks for it. It's a pain in the ass to go back and re-write the entire canon of my story just so things make a little more sense. I'm mainly just using this to lay down a back-story for Dead Space: the Third. I hope that you enjoy this newer version of Dead Space: the White Marker, named Dead Space: USG Colorado. Note: there will be some notable dialogue changes.
Also, this does follow the canon (for the most part) of the Dead Space universe, with me adding on to the end. EarthGov would have blamed Isaac Clarke as a terrorist for destroying the Sprawl, because telling people the truth would be way too difficult. However, it was (probably) known that there was a Marker on the Sprawl (Ellie wasn't that suprised, if I remember right), so everyone would be aware of it. Dead Space: the Third, my other story, also follows this same canon.
Disclaimer: (Don't expect another one in later chapters) I don't own the White Marker or the Dead Space Universe. The only exceptions are the planet Jericho II, the USG Colorado, and all of her crew.
Entry 1: Bridge- Giovanni Brown
August 9, 2513
"We found a Marker down on Jericho II, buried under the sand," Giovanni, captain of the USGColorado, spoke into the microphone hurriedly. He wished that he could be down on the sandy planet below, digging up the artifact that had given his religion a purpose. He would forever be remembered as the Unitologist that surpassed even Michael Altman, finding a Marker on a distant planet, nowhere near Earth. This discovery would prove to all nonbelievers that humankind had been created by a more intelligent race, namely by creating life with the Marker's power.
The USG Colorado had at one point been a Planet-Cracker vessel, before that particular line of work had been decommissioned. The Ishimura, which had been the first of its kind, was also ironically the last of its kind. Instead, the Colorado had been commissioned to seek out planets with an Earth-like atmosphere, so that they could be colonized and turned into more settlements for the growing human population. The Coloradowas named after a state that had a similar history to that of the planets, with the transition from barren wasteland to urban environment. The search for these planets had been a dull one, with absolutely no planets capable of holding life. That is, until they discovered Jericho II.
Jericho II was a small, desert-like planet in the Jericho Solar System. While it had appeared to be an obvious 'no', the planet's atmosphere was, in fact, 20.8% oxygen, so a colony had been established there. Three weeks later, the Colorado was called back, with the colonists discovering something buried in the sand. It turned out to be a Marker. The White Marker.
Giovanni sighed. He, however, was the captain of the ship, and could not be down with the other men, so busy digging up his relic. At least he was the one leading the excavation. "We're going to dig it up and bring it back to Earth. We can't afford to lose another Marker, not after that terrorist attack led by that 'Clarke' bastard on the Sprawl."
Brown stared out of the front window of the USG Colorado. What would it take for people like Isaac Clarke to perform such sick acts of violence as the attack on Titan Station? Tens of thousands of innocent people, slaughtered by three people who wanted to get their hands on the Gold Marker. The thought was disturbing altogether. According to the obituary, Isaac Clarke and some woman named 'Ellie', one of the terrorists, had survived the explosion. War heroes, like Hans Tiedemann and Gabe Weller had died, taking one of the terrorists, Nolan Stross, down with them. An engineer, a doctor, and a security officer, all plotting to slaughter the innocents onboard Titan Station. Who would have thought it? No one would have, and that's why the terrorists had succeeded.
But Isaac Clarke and his girlfriend had been captured, idly flying around in a stolen gunship. They were in EarthGov's hands now. Hopefully the idiots running EarthGov would make the right decision and execute those monsters. Isaac had apparently gone insane, not being able to explain himself better than blaming some made-up monsters, called 'Necromorphs,' for the attack. It turned Giovanni's stomach knowing that such a man was trying to use such a pathetic excuse to justify slaughter to such a degree. Ellie had tried to use a similar excuse as well. John Richards Sr., the head official of EarthGov, had declared them insane, and put them into cells on opposite sides of what used to be Denver, so that they could decide what to do with the insane couple. Everyone onboard the Colorado eagerly awaited news about the fate of Clarke, hoping that their loved ones would be avenged.
Giovanni clenched his fist, hoping to hear news of the engineer's death when he left. Giovanni would, of course, be disappointed, but there was always a reason to hope. John Richards was a fellow Unitologist, and although his son was slightly illegitimate, the Richards family always managed to make the correct decisions. And the correct decision would be to kill the bastard that killed the Gold Marker. Clarke would not last long.
"The Marker will be safe in our hands." Giovanni growled to the microphone, earning some questioning looks from his crew. "It will be kept safe by us," Giovanni repeated, loud enough for the microphone to record. Before turning off the microphone, the captain of the USG Colorado turned to look at his crew and declared, "Altman be praised."
…Okay, not my best work, I admit. I'm just trying to work with the hilariously small amount of talking that went on during Dead Space: the White Marker without turning it into another Dead Space: the Third. Don't worry, there will probably be more dialouge (I'll completely overhaul the story if I have to) in later chapters, which are, by the way, in chronological order. It'll still be true to its origins, but the story will be better, more understandable, and not such an eyesore.
Tell me what you think of the story if you get the chance. I'm in no real hurry to post these. … By which, I mean review. The more people that review the story, the more people that will read it, thinking it will be worth reading. The more people that read this story, the more that will want to check out my more major projects, trying to find better quality.
And also, if you read this story, read Dead Space: the Third and review the most recent chapter. I just want to continue the story without abruptly killing off a character, which could possibly end as badly as Gears of War: Genocide, my discontinued story.
Read, review, and read my other damn stories. It's not that much to ask.
