Title: Isaac's Witness Suit

Premise: Dead Space. Isaac is about to regroup with is landing party on Tau Volantis. What do they think of his new suit he wears?

Date Posted: 03/12/13

Personal Comments: I'm on spring break right now until next Sunday; got one week off. Let's see if I can squeeze out any decent writing.

So when I first got back, I went and go Dead Space 3. Right now, I'm about 3/4 of the way through on solo campaign. I freakin' love this game! Probably best of the series in my opinion! The combat and the wide variety of enemies with both the necros and the unitologist soldiers. It's fun and challenging without being frustrating, I think the story is the most engaging it's ever gotten. I really like the new crafting weapons system, more than the credit-based trade in the old games, and of course, it's scary as Hell!

I also got the limited edition, which includes 2 extra suits and some pre-made weapons (one of which, the negotiator, kicks ass)!

So earlier I was playing and having Isaac wear the Witness Suit, and at times I thought the odd designs on it would be somewhat distracting, so this idea popped into my head.

PS: Robert Norton is an a-hole, bigger than Jacob Danik.

I also make a joke about girl scout cookies here. I love those things. I was enjoying some tonight as I played. My favorites are the thin mints and the samoas.

Also, at the end, I was thinking of making a joke about Isaac's next costume after the Witness suit; the archeologist suit, which looks like a golden marshmallow (but then so did the first contact suit...), but I was tired and ready for bed so I decided to screw that. I also thought of bashing Norton somehow, but couldn't think of anything.

The winds continued to blow outside, sending a cold, sharp gust across the planet's surface. Luckily, Ellie, Norton, Carver, and Santos were all sitting inside a nice warm conference room. They were taking a break from looking over the unitologist documents and enjoying a snack of girl scout cookies. Carver had found a huge stash of them in a locker.

Suddenly, the elevator activated. None of the heros turned to see it. They knew it was Isaac coming.

"Sorry to keep you guys waiting," Isaac's voice called up. "Those bastards out there are getting nastier!"

"Along with the weather," Carver scoffed.

"Well we're just glad you made it," Ellie turned to smile at him.

"Yeah, don't worry," Norton added. "Now get over here! Carver found some-" He stopped suddenly as he turned to look at Isaac, as everyone else was.

Isaac was wearing a blue snowsuit, which would normally look normal, except on the suit were white paintings and weird doodles and designs and markings. It was as though Isaac's suit were one of those neatly-designed walls in a garden.

No one could hold in their laughter, not even Carver, who never laughed.

"What?" Isaac asked. "What's so funny?"

"Clarke," Carver replied, "What is UP with your suit? You look ridiculous!"

"Huh? Oh that," Isaac said sullenly, looking over his suit as he sat down and reached for a thin mint cookie. "Uh- yeah, I don't know. I... I just saw it on the rack... I thought it looked kinda cool... I just thought why not, ya know?"

Norton started tapping Isaac's sleeve, still cackling. He loved being a jerk to Isaac whenever he got the chance.

"Just look at these things!" He sneered. "They're like- they're like those weird little things from Pokemon!"

"You mean the unknown?" Carver asked.

"Yeah! Yeah! Those things!" Norton nodded his head, then turned toward the reader, and spoke to them. "Yes people, Pokemon is still around here. Two hundred years in the future, and Pokemon is still around!"

"Ah, don't listen to them, Isaac," Ellie smiled at him. "It's not that bad."

"Actually," Santos added, "I think the first person who stopped a major necromorph outbreak here- who's name Andrew still does not know- wore a suit with similar designs."

"Yeah, I thought so too! No wonder I picked it out!" Isaac cheered.

"Alright alright," Norton said, his laughter finally dying down. "Let's just finish up our cookies here, then we'll make our next move."

Later, outside, when the strong winds have died down, Danik and his men were all waiting outside, guns locked and loaded, ready to blow Isaac and his friends to smithereens when they came out. They even had some necromorphs in chains ready to release them.

Suddenly, Isaac and his team all dropped down from a ledge and started shooting on Denik's men. Many were shot dead, but many still stood, including Denik himself. The two factions stood at each other at a deadlock, weapons aimed.

"So how's this going to play out, Danik?" Isaac demanded.

Just then, Danik turned to Isaac, and after a moment, suddenly burst out laughing. Before long, the rest of his men were suddenly laughing, and then the necromorphs.

"Oh no! Oh no no!" Denik panted, leaning on a slasher necromorph for support. "I'm- I'm sorry Isaac! We can't do this! We just can't take you seriously in that suit. You win this round... but we'll be back!" He and his men and necros then turned around and left the perimeter.

"Wow, nice going Clarke," Carver said, patting his best friend on the back.

"Maybe that's how come that other guy was able to beat the necros all those years ago," Isaac wondered aloud.