Dead Space: Purpose

Isaac began to ponder to himself, ‘you know, I’ve been through literally Hell and back, three times now. I’ve killed thousands of necromorphs, and I’ve even destroyed planets, stations, and even stared down a FUCKING LIVING MOON! But this!? I must have ended up in my own Hell or something. Seriously? Ponies? This looks like some shit that some little girls (or Carver) might be into.’ Isaac began to run these thoughts through his mind as he stared at these… ponies in silence… for about half an hour now. Eventually, he thought, ‘Well, if I’m going to be stuck in this place, might as well try to make some friends, or allies, or at least some people who won’t try to kill me every day. I think I might actually miss fighting the necromorphs. Some sick joke THAT would be. God dammit’ As he finished these thoughts, Isaac proceeded to walk towards these creatures and knelt down to the closest one, a yellow pegasus with pink hair.

As he did however, he noticed some of them back up into defensive positions, a lavender one in particular began to glow with some kind of stasis charge at the tip of a protruding appendage at the top of its head.

He noticed this and leaned back slightly, only to be pummeled to the ground by what appeared to be a solid rainbow, which tried to hold down his arms as well.

Isaac looked through the mask to stare into the face of an enraged rainbow-haired equine staring at him as if it could see through his helmet. It took all of three seconds for Isaac to try and react, but finds his arms pinned. Just as he heard a female voice call out, “Rainbow Dash! Get off’a ‘im! He jus’ ‘aid-“ Was all he could hear before flipping the equine over entirely off balance, and proceeded to lock down its limbs with his arms. Just as he was about to bring his fist down into its skull, he heard a familiar voice call out, “STOOOOOOP!!!”

Isaac kept his guard up and carefully looked behind him, to see the same form that was in his vision before he passed out. Only now, he could clearly make out who, or rather what, had made the sound. He recognized the color scheme when he looked to the voice, but noticed that instead of a human girl, he saw a winged equine, its body yellow, and its massive wall of hair the same pink as its tail. Isaac loosened his grip at the equine underneath him and backed away slowly yet ready to kill if need be.

As he rose to his feet, he noticed the lavender one’s aura seem to encompass the rainbow one, and seemingly lifting her with some kind of natural kinesis module that sprouted from its forehead. He dismissed this when he watched the yellow one walk over to him as if to talk to him. Isaac cautiously lowered himself to the winged equine and decided to hear what it had to say.

He leaned over and listened while keeping his vision trained on the rest of the creatures through his helmet. He focused his hearing on the small yellow one and listened for anything like speech. Suddenly, he heard it talk to him.

“Um… Hello there… I-I’m Fluttershy.” Isaac almost threw up rainbows over how sickeningly adorable this thing was, yet strained himself to keep listening after waving it on.

“O-okay. I would like to apologize for my friend, Rainbow Dash,” Isaac quickly mouthed off, ‘Oh God!’ under his helmet. “She’s a bit over protective, and seeing an alien like you here all of a sudden just scared her is all. Please don’t hate us.”

Isaac looked down at the creature and was absolutely frozen by how maddeningly adorable this thing was. He had to fight back the urge to hug it close to him and pet it and kiss it and pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind immediately, convinced that they were now worse than the Marker’s illusions. ‘At least in the Marker visions I saw something that made it so I don’t feel like some three year old on ecstacy.’ He thought to himself. After blocking out all feelings to his body, he quickly tried to sympathize with this little girlish abomination.

“It’s alright, don’t worry about it,” he said while lifting his arms to try and calm it down, “I don’t hate you or your… friend for defending you. I know what it’s like to have some scary-ass alien twice your size threaten your friends. I would have done the same thing.”

The creatures looked around at each other in confusion. The pink one jump up and down at the door, sounding like she had a case of super constipation.

“Oo-ooh! Does that mean you fought off a donkey larger than you? Or does that mean that your friends were helping a space donkey on your world? How was it scary? Why did it attack you? How was it in space? How were you in space? Are you an alien too? Can we throw you a ‘Welcome to Equestria Mr. Metal Alien Donkey Fighting Robot Thing’ Party!? I love those!”

Isaac again had to fight back his urges, but this time the urge to cuss out this little hyperactive ball of what appeared to be crystal meth, cocaine, ADHD, and schizophrenia that made his pale in comparison, all balled up into some pink mutant horse. At least it gave him one piece of valuable information: name of the planet: Equestria.

The lavender one cut into the pink one’s rant before Isaac broke down, thank God.

“PINKIE CALM DOWN!”

‘Really? Pinkie?’ thought Isaac. ‘So they’ve got names like Fluttershy, Rainbow something, and Pinkie? Yep, definetly wish I landed back on Tau Volantis now. At least there my craziness wouldn’t have to be so chalk full of kid-friendly mother fu’

“I’m sorry about her,” continued the lavender creature, “She’s just being Pinkie. Don’t try to understand it, it’ll just hurt more. Now, I don’t believe we’ve introduced ourselves properly.” It cleared its throat and began to point to each of the six other creatures in the room, starting with itself. “My name is Twilight Sparkle, head of the local library and student to Princess Celestia, one of the two monarchs in charge of this land.”

‘Celestia? Like a celestial body? Maybe the ruler has something to do with why I’m here. Maybe…’ Isaac thought as ‘Twilight’ pointed towards the white one with the horn, the rainbow one that watched Isaac, and… one with a stetson?

“This is Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack.” As it named the last one, it began to walk over to them in what Isaac assumed to be the order of their names, starting with the white one.

“Rarity owns the Carousel Boutique, and one of the best fashionistas in Equestria.”

As Isaac tried to keep his eyes from sarcastically rolling out of his head as he could smell the wave of complaints coming towards his suit. ‘If imma have ta smack a bitch,’ Isaac thought to himself.

The white one, Rarity, held up her hoof to her chest and retorted, “Oh, please, I’m good but, Equestria, oh, no, I don’t think I’m ready for that yet. But thank you deary. Now good stallion, what ever shall we do about your appearance, absolutely grotesque! I cannot have it!”

Isaace pointed a finger at it, then spoke, “Well, that’s great, because I wasn’t going to give you my armor. No offense, but I doubt it would make a difference if I was completely covered, or butt-fucking-naked.”

With the last three words, Rarity gasped in horror, shocked by his out right rudeness, and spoke back, “You would do WHAT in public!? How could you be so unkempt!? Uh, I must simply distance myself away from this robot before IT attempts anything like that! Twilight, if you don’t mind, I’m going to check on Spikey-wickey.” With a turning humph, Rarity exited the cottage and Isaac just stood there. Contemplating. ‘Really wish there were some necros to shoot right about now, break the awkward.’ Was all he could think of right now.

He decided to try and clear the room as well as metaphorically break the spine of the awkward. “Sorry about that it’s just… This armor is… personal to me and uh… it uh… oh, it’s a family heirloom. Almost like a part of me.” ‘At this point, it might as WELL be a part of me’ he thought immediately.

Once again, Twilight spoke up. “Well, you still didn’t have to curse that intensely at her. And please watch your language in public. Nopony likes to hear something so sour so often.”

‘Did it really just fucking say some-pony? What the fuckity fucking fuck did I just get myself into?’

Twilight walked over to Rainbow Dash and started again. “Moving on, this is Rainbow Dash, Ponyville's weather manager and-“

The rainbow one jumped so fast that even Isaac staggered back.

“And the best flier in All of EQUESTRIA!” It shouted before lowering itself with a smug look on its face that tempted Isaac’s ability to hold back even further than he had ever needed to before, though that isn’t surprising, considering.

Twilight deadpanned the rainbow haired pony and turned to the one with the hat. “And this is Applejack, proud Earth pony and the most trustworthy apple farmer I’ve ever met.”

‘Applejack’ then lowered her hat with one of her forelegs, holding it to her chest, “Ah, no need t’be modest sugarcube, Ah don’t need ta brag ‘bout ennething.” It replaced the hat upon its head and turned to Isaac. “Ah don’t appreciate yer foul language, but ah can respect y’all fer bein’ honest.”

“Thanks. Really makes a difference.” Isaac returned with.

“And, as you already know, this is Fluttershy. She can tell you anything you need to know later, but for now, I want to officially welcome you, on behalf of all unicorns, pegasai, and earth ponies, to Equestria, and hope that you consider us friends.”

Isaac just stared blankly at them, but could not hold back the cringe on his face. Thankfully, they still could not see him, due to the greatness that was his engineering suit.

Isaac looked back at them and thought to himself.

‘Fuck it. Better than having enemies. Or, at lest, more than two of them.’

“Thanks. It’ll be nice to have friends for once.”

The ponies shuddered at this, and only eyed him with concern. He had not a friend most of his life. How could one live without friends?

“Well,” Rainbow Dash spoke up, “Now you know us, but we don’t know you, Mr. Robot.”

Isaac began the process of retracting the helmet back into the suit as the ponies continued to stare in awe at him. His bearded face finally freed, he cracked some strains in his neck, looked to them, and spoke with a half-assed smile.

“My name’s Isaac. Isaac Clarke.”