The diary of Isaac Clarke.

The diary of Isaac Clarke.

A Poem by nigrum homonculus
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my homage to the dead space series. love the games. love the story line. thought it would be cool to imagine life as Isaac Clarke and go through the unbelievable psychological stress he faces.

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These corridors, cold and dark.

Home to the hollow man,

With javelins as hands.

 

I  recognised him. His face, his eyes.

He had a wife, and I just took his life.

Severed the ties, dismembered him from suffering.

 

Am I as good as them?

How many have I ripped apart?

Knowing that they were once people.

People with hearts.

 

Once, keyword.

Get your head in the game.

You may of known them once.

But you don’t know what they have become.

© 2012 nigrum homonculus


Author's Note

nigrum homonculus
i might edit this in the future. i know i missed key aspects of the story out of it.

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This is great! Really portays what Isaac may be feeling when dismembering those creatures. You really capture the psychological torture he might have been going through, and how he might have managed to talk himself through it and keep calm.

Would be brilliant to do some videogame based colabs with you, I'll get the pencil out!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on June 5, 2012
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nigrum homonculus
nigrum homonculus

london, surrey, United Kingdom



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i have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..

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