Jump 114: Dead Space

Jump 114: Dead Space

Location: CMS Roanoke
Age: 45
Identity: [-100] Engineer
Drawbacks: [+800] This Guy Again, Too Ugly To Live

[Free]      Scrap Hound
[100/1700]  Supply Rooms
[300/1700]  Built-In Geo Nav
[400/1700]  Infinitely Customizable
[800/1700]  A Mind Of Iron
[1000/1700] Modular Designs
[Free]      Power Nodes (1)
[1100/1700] Engineering Kit
[1300/1700] Scavenger Bots
[Free]      Utility Mods
[1400/1700] RIG: Armor Plating (x2)
[1450/1700] RIG: Increased Inventory (x2)
[1500/1700] RIG: Overcharger (x2)
[1600/1700] RIG: Discount
[1700/1700] RIG: Universal Clamps

Ah, Dead Space. Where the dead get corrupted into undead, the living get corrupted into cultists who want more undead, and the moon wants to eat you.

Jesus Christ, how horrifying.

On the other hand, I can duplicate myself QUITE a bit, can turn my duplicates into Hellstars, and can bring in the Star Forge to produce probes and send them throughout the galaxy at high speed to find out where all the Brethren Moons are at - and probably pick up on the markers for that matter, if I saturate the probes sufficiently. No Brethren Moons means no necromorphs, after all. It's not really all that complicated.

Turns out Brethren Moons taste like chicken.