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ALIEN: ISOLATION (2014) • Creative Assembly
#alienedit#gamingedit#horroredit#alien#alien: isolation#alien isolation#xenomorph#vindicia#mistress-light#thelvadams.gifs#how i arrive at the function
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Bradley Wright - Amanda With Cat (2024)
#2024#art#digital art#illustration#gaming#science fiction#Bradley Wright#Amanda With Cat#Alien: Isolation#Alien#Isolation#Amanda Ripley#Amanda Ripley-McClaren#Sevastopol Station#Sevastopol#Weyland-Yutani#Weyland-Yutani Corporation
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Alien recreated in Animal Crossing!
Dream Address: 7125-6003-7296
#alien#aliens#alien romulus#alien: romulus#alien: isolation#alien isolation#alien covenant#prometheus#ellen ripley#rain carradine#andy the android#animal crossing#animal crosing new horizons#acnh inspo#acnh community#acnh blog#acnh#cailee spaeny#sigourney weaver#jedzelex
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SPOILERS FOR ALIEN ROMULUS
no seriously like spoilers for the ending not just a bit in the middle
It's just a funny (hilarious) bit of foreshadowing but still spoilers
I'm driving home from watching this movie with my mother, and we're both just yapping about how we liked it, and I was suddenly reminded of what I noticed about Isabela Merced's character Kay!
Early on in the movie, we get a shot of her in bed after she tells Rain that she's pregnant, with a flat oval necklace clearly displayed.
This isn't the exact scene, but example:
you can kinda see the necklace once you zoom in

This medal is easily identifiable even from the distance/lack of detail thanks to Catholic guilt! yay! This is a Miraculous Medal (pictured below)
This is a necklace that centers Mary with a whole bunch of lore attached that details how St. Catherine Labouré saw Mary in a vision (twice technically) and the second time was instructed to
“Have a medal struck upon this model. Those who wear it will receive great graces, especially if they wear it around the neck. Those who repeat this prayer with devotion will be, in a special manner, under the protection of the Mother of God. Graces will be abundantly bestowed upon those who have confidence.”
tldr: it's a very common and recognizable representation of Mary, they often have these medals at catholic churches as back when I worked at mine they were literally just sitting in the lobby.
What made me laugh so profusely in my car ride home is that Mary is considered literally THE mother in Christan lore and Kay does in fact give birth at the end of the movie... to what is essentially Weyland-Yutani Jesus.
Technically she took David's goo injection and produced the 'Offspring' (apparently what the horrifying human/xenomorph is called) (I prefer W-Y Jesus)
This is a wonderful bit of foreshadowing for the ending sequence, coupled with the engraving of Romulus and Remus and the Capitoline wolf, as well as the painting that was zoomed in on right before of a mother and child. And kinda as well to the whole thing about Weyland-Yutani trying to 'play God' with humanity's evolution.
But, on a larger more franchise-wide scale, this foreshadowing continues on with some of the themes from the previous two movies concerning origins and beginnings, as the whole Mary/Jesus thing is technically speaking, the 'origin/beginning' part of the New Testament. This is shown very plainly in the titles (Prometheus, Covenant, Romulus) which are all pulled from various origin stories - Greek, Abrahamic, and Roman. Prometheus stole fire, the covenants in the Torah/Pentateuch, and the founding of Rome. All different stories about the growth of humanity, ranging from how to live all the way up to founding empires. These ideas somewhat parallel the actual events of the movies.
B/c we watch David - and therefore Weyland-Yutani - discover the goo, experiment on it, learn how to interact with it, and then attempt to build a new empire with it.
It's a very messy analogy and kinda? does not fit with the Mary thing in Romulus, but in very broad strokes it ties in well enough, which for the whole confusing Prometheus/Covenant situation is par for the course.
Overall, Alien: Romulus is an amazing addition to the franchise and at the risk of sounding cheesy is literally a breath of fresh air. Right down to the pacing of the movie, it's classic Alien. I loved it, and even if you haven't seen any of the alien movies or even if you've only seen the first, and even if you have these spoilers, it's a fantastic experience!
(and for all the alien: isolation lovers there's such a cute nod to the game in the movie)
#alien romulus#alien#xenomorph#horror#space horror#Seriously thou I realized this in the passenger seat and the little religion major in me went crazy because that is such a detail#Also went even crazier as someone with a complicated relationship to Catholicism#And even crazier as someone who was literally wearing a miraculous medal the entire time#fuck!!!! I LOVE SPACE#also side note im not attempting to be sacrilegous or smthn just pointing out an interesting detail!#give me like three hours and I can explain in essay format how the last three alien movies could technically be religious horror#also all of the interaction with Andy was so interesting given what you think the movie is trying to say about AI#alien: romulus#alien: covenant#alien: isolation
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Alien Isolation; Ripley/Samuels
fix it, character death, grief and mourning, Samuels Lives
Every siren on this god forsaken station is screaming. Ripley can’t think, let alone hear him, let alone function. He’s calling out cables for her to disable and she can’t, she can’t believe this is happening, that he was this stupid. Samuels was the only robot on this god damned station worth his salt, and she wasn’t going to lose him to this shit storm.
She hacks the door open as he slumps to the floor. He’s speaking– something about APOLLO but she doesn’t care, it’s not worth it. When she breaks her way into the chamber, she knows she lost.
“I pulled them out in the right order!” She screams at him, buffering her face from the flames with her arm. The sirens have stopped, the emergency lights dimmed. He’s slumped next to the table and she can’t breathe and everything hurts more than it has any right to.
“Samuels– Samuels god damn it all get up, come on, I need you!” She’s begging and she knows it, and she doesn’t care. She grabs at the front of his stupid, much-too-large jacket and tugs at it, feeling like a child, feeling like a failure. He’s too heavy to move effectively, his head lolling to the side uselessly.
Ripley cries. She’s been holding out so long, being the strong one. Being a leader, vainly stitching this shithole together. She sobs until she’s screaming, face buried in his jacket, shoulders heaving.
He was the last ray of hope.
She cries until she can’t anymore, until her cheeks burn as much as her eyes, until her fingers can’t dig into the fabric of him anymore. When she has no tears left to cry, she slumps against him and stays there, head against his chest.
She knows she has to move. She knows she’s stronger than this. Stay focussed. Ripley is no flower, no damsel in distress. Only human, her mind supplies for her. She scoffs.
It takes her a sluggishly long time to struggle to her feet, but she makes it. She’s torn between staring down at him and running so hard she never looks back.
“Ricardo– Ricardo if you’re there pick up.” Her radio stays silent for a few pounding breaths before he responds. He sounds exhausted, drained. She knows he’ll be able to hear the tears in her voice.
“I’m here– I’m here, sorry.”
“Samuels is gone.” She chokes out, hand over her mouth to stop her shaky breath from picking up.
“Shit.”
She wants his jacket. She doesn’t know why she needs it, but she takes the time to work him out of it, slides it around her shoulders. It’s huge on her, and she finds that comforting. It smells like latex and dry-cleaning around the collar, but it carries a soft scent of smoke as well. She tugs the collar up around her neck and sighs.
Her boots are too loud on the laminate as she leaves the chamber, and the door clicks with a finality that breaks her heart.
She’s almost out of the mist-filled room before she hears it, and at first she thinks it’s her mind playing tricks on her.
“I just… Wanted Amanda Ripley to have closure.“
Her blood turns to ice and she whirls around to face the large window.
"Samuels–” she breathes, but she doesn’t let it overwhelm her, doesn’t have that in her. She moves quickly to the glass regardless– his position has changed, slightly. She’s not sure if it’s from her manhandling him. If she’s going crazy on top off all this bullshit, she wasn’t sure if she could keep going.
Samuels lifts his head and the sound that leaves her isn’t human.
“What the actual fuck.” She laugh-sobs, scared to feel, scared to move. He blinks sluggishly. When his eyes finally flick up to meet hers, she sucks in a painful breath and lurches away, moving with measured steps along the room, through the busted door.
She can’t recall crossing the room to him. It doesn’t feel like she got up from his lap at all.
“What the fuck. What the actual fuck.” Her hands are on his face, and he’s the wrong temperature.
“System defrag complete. Emergency unit backup restored.” He doesn’t speak the words, they emanate from him in a voice that’s not quite his. It’s freakishly eerie, but the fact that he’s thrumming beneath her hands is enough. She searches his eyes for answers.
“Why are you… Still here?” He works out, voice rough. He sounds like he was asleep, not cold and dead. She wants to slap him.
“Why– what do you mean, why am I still here? Of course I’m here– Samuels–”
He shakes his head, licks his lips, “Rebooting takes over an hour, Ripley.”
“…Oh.”
“You haven’t left, have you..?”
She looks away, ducks her head. No, of course not. How could she? She worries at her lip with her teeth instead of replying.
His eyes flicker across her face and his eyebrows draw together a hairs breadth before his soft frown catches up. “You’ve been crying.” He licks his lips again, as though speaking is still difficult. His skin is quickly rising to meet her temperature beneath her hands. “I hope– it was not my… Because of me.”
Ripley eyes burn again and she could kick herself, this is stupid, this is–
“Amanda, hey. Hey–” He cuts her thoughts off and she scrubs the back of her hand against her face. She doesn’t have enough to tears left in her for them to fall. She thanks the universe for that, at least.
“Can you stand?” She manages, rocking back on her heels and letting her hands slip from his face to his shoulders. His smile is soft and pained.
“Yes– I believe I can. I’ll– need to re… Stretch, a bit, but I should be fine. Thank you. For… everything.”
Ripley slides back and gets to her feet, moving out of his way so he can stand. He struggles at it, at first, gripping the edge of the table and threatening to collapse at any moment. He rolls his joints and she can sort of see the tilt of his structure adjusting itself through his thin undershirt. She wonders briefly if that was the reason he wore the large, puffy uniform jacket. She idly picks at the seams of one of the pockets.
When he stops to return the examination with a red tint flushing across his face, she freezes. His eyes flicker up and down her frame.
“You’re wearing my coat.” He states blandly, though his gaze keeps moving from meeting hers to the jacket and back. This can’t be the first time he’s noticed it.
She can feel the humiliation burning her face, and she quickly tugs at the snaps. She isn’t looking at him, so she jolts when he lays his hand across her collarbone, obstructing the top of the zipper. He’s taken a few steps closer since she last looked up.
“No– keep it. If you wanted it, you should take it.” He licks his lips again and it clicks that it’s a god damn nervous tick. Her synthetic companion has a nervous tick. She almost laughs in his face, it’s so endearing.
She only actually wears the jacket for a good fifteen minutes before she has to take it off. Samuels watches her politely as she shyly shrugs out of it, straightening it against her arm before handing it back.
“It’s too warm to wear, but I’m going to hold you to it being my coat.” Ripley smiles. She tugs her coverall top down to tie the sleeves around her waist, unbuttoning the denim shirt underneath. Everything being on fire was not doing it for her temperature.
They had been working their way through the venting systems of Sevastapol, creeping around the destroyed halls and burning rooms. With the creature gone there was a sense of relative quiet– Samuels moving with her made taking down stray Joes almost clockwork. They’d only encountered two in the fifteen minute span since leaving the chamber, but in that time they had worked out a system of stun baton and neck cracking that proved efficient.
Her screaming shoulder was thanking her for it more and more. Say what you would about the Seegson droids; their skulls took a beating and the reverberations were making her bones ache.
#fanfic#alien: isolation#alien isolation#Ripley/Samuels#my writing#writing#fic#Amanda Ripley#Christopher Samuels
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so yeah I've been converting Alien: Isolation items
#[I'm actually STUPID proud of how that locker turned out considering it has the world's shittiest ambient occlusion texture]#[still needs its decals though]#[many functional items in this set. if only I could make the espresso machine work]#the sims#the sims 4#ts4#ts4cc#ts4 simblr#ts4 build#alien: isolation
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HOLY SHIT, ALIEN ISOLATION FANDOM WE WON??? WE FUCKING WON
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Being hunted by the xenomorph in alien:isolation is a form of flirting, I think
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"I can't lie to you about your chances but...you have my sympathies." (I don't think you do)
artfight attack against @marshallseries !
Alien is one of my oldest and biggest obsessions so I could literally not resist going all out for this! (I own three separate copies of alien: isolation, I have an ungodly amount of hours in it across gaming platforms, my brain is so cooked.) Threw Moonlight into the reflection because I couldn't draw just one of them I simply had to do both. Also threw in little poster cameos of WYHUWT? Sun and Moon cause I really wanted to draw them too I adore their designs!
Speed art below the cut!
#yes the number details on the motion tracker are the release date of the original alien and of alien isolation the tism is terminal folks#alright now we play alien: isolation for a bit before the next drawing (the power of autism makes it so nightmare mode taking the map from#me doesn't hinder me at all I have these layouts and missions memorized) god im so excited for the sequel#alienware au#alienware sun#xenomorph y/n#sun fnaf#moon fnaf#dca fanart#alien#alien: isolation#my art#speed art#dca sun#dca moon#dca#the daycare attendant#WYHUWT? au#Will you help us with that? au#WYHUWT sun#WYHUWT? moon#sun and mon#facehugger
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ALIEN: ISOLATION (2014) • Creative Assembly
#flashing gif#flashing tw#alienedit#gamingedit#horroredit#alien#alien: isolation#alien isolation#ellen ripley#amanda ripley#sigourney weaver#xenomorph#vindicia#mistress-light#thelvadams.gifs#sigourney went into that recording booth and changed lives
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Alien: Isolation's soundtrack is available on vinyl for the first time via iam8bit. It features music by The Flight (Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag, Lockwood & Co.) and Christian Henson (Triangle, Top Gear) along with original Alien themes by Jerry Goldsmith.
The album is pressed on Blood Green colored vinyl. It's housed in a jacket designed by Nimit Malavia. Priced at $33, it will ship in early 2025.
#alien isolation#alien: isolation#alien#xenomorph#jerry goldsmith#iam8bit#soundtrack#vinyl#horror#the flight#Christian Henson#aliens#nimit malavia#hr giger#h.r. giger
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Chapters: 10/18 Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), Alien (Original Movies 1979-1997), Alien: Isolation (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk & Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy Additional Tags: k/s - Freeform, spirk, Survival Horror, Gore, Xenomorphs (Alien Series), Facehuggers (Alien Series), Technology Fusion, Alternate Universe, Interplanetary Towing Vessel Enterprise, James T. Kirk's Immune System, Undercover Vulcan, Slow Burn, Slow Build Summary:
What has Spock been up to?
#k/s#k/s fanfic#spirk#spirk fanfiction#s'chn t'gai spock#spock#the premise#star trek aos#alien franchise#alien: isolation#james t kirk#undercover vulcan#the share formatting from ao3 to tumblr is different this time#why has it done this#don't understand#anyway#its the spock pov chapter!
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happy Alien Day to my boyfriend Christopher Samuels
#Alien: Isolation#Christopher Samuels#I need to resume posting my game screenshots#but I've been too busy converting objects to The Sims
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#alien#alien franchise#alien series#alien 1979#alien: romulus#alien: prometheus#alien: isolation#movie#film#phim#cinema#horror movies#horror#monster#jpeg#x
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Do you ever think about how Alien: Isolation is about uncertainty? Do you ever think about how there's no closure for the families of those on Sevastopol? How we never hear exactly what happened? How we don't know what exactly made most of the Joe's go insane, or the timeline for it? How we never find out what happened to Verlaine, Conner? How Samuels's body vanishes? How the entire station, all proof and records crash into a gas giant? How all those IDs the player collects mean nothing in the end? HOW WE DON'T EVEN FIND OUT IF AMANDA SURVIVES?
the entire thesis of it is that there's no closure, no definite answers, and that's such an ongoing theme in the franchise, keeping a human/emotional/tragic dimension to the story instead of just being a horror series. In a meta turn of events, we don't even have closure on what happened after Alien: Covenant. The whole series's thesis is that the universe is uncaring, random, indifferent, often violent, but nature has her own sense of order and renewal and is still beautiful even when she's killing you.
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