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Jacob: Hey Leonardo! Think you can build me, Arno, Edward, Alexios and Ezio this really obscure, crazy and possably dangerous contraption for us!?

Leonardo: absolutely not Jacob.

Later

Ezio: Ciao Leonardo! Do you think you can make me and the amigos this really obscure, crazy and possably dangerous contraption for us?

Leonardo: *with a smile* Why of course I can Ezio! It will be ready by next morning!

Ezio: *looks over to the group and give them a thumbs up*

Jacob, Edward, Alexios and Arno hiding and peeking over a corner: *gives Ezio both thumbs up, except Arno*

Arno: *facepalm* I can't believe that actually worked.

Previously on...

Assassin's Creed

Lost in Modern Ages

Now on with the show!

Leonardo: ... *moves the mask around a bit to get a better look* fascinating... I have never seen any comedy mask like this before!

New York, somewhere hidden in the city is the assassin's creed household. In the house, Leonardo Da Vinci is currently studying and observing SCP 035, who had almost succeeded in turning Jacob into another one of his temporary hosts. While Jacob himself is currently pouting and is covered in bruises from Shaun and Desmond tackling him down into the rubble of an old Venice house. Trying to stop him from putting SCP 035 on his face. Shaun and Desmond stand by Leonardo while he observes the mask (with safety tongs of course). While Evie and Ezio are trying their best to console Jacob from the incident that had taken place. Some of the others watch intently as Leonardo tries to get a better understanding of the possessive mask.

Shaun: you can say that again...

Evie: come on Jacob.

Jacob: *huffs and turns away from Evie*

Evie: Jacob I said I was sorry! I didn't actually, believe you were being serious.

Jacob: well I was!

Ezio: come now amico, you can't be mad at your sister forever.

Jacob: bet!

Evie: *sighs*

Malik: so explain to us why this *does air quotes* "possessive mask" tried to get Jacob to wear it, exactly?

Connor: ya cause this thing... looks cursed.

Shaun: right. Desmond you wanna give this one away or-

Desmond: ya I got this one. *clears throat* Ok so basically the possessive mask, better known to the foundation as SCP-035, is a possessive mask that requires a human or humanoid-like host, organic or not so long as it has a humanoid face shape, it will possess the body and will essentially cause the original person to go brain dead and well dies.

Shaun: Once then, he'll take over that body and talk through it with his voice, he'll sometimes take on the traits of those he possesses, going as far as to even know every bit of information and memory that the person had when they were alive. And-

Rebecca: and he knows everything about the human brain and mind so this guy knows how to talk you into doing anything he wants you to do. He also has telepathic abilities as well.

Shaun: . . .

Desmond: . . .

Rebecca: what? Come on you guys, you think you are the only ones who are into this stuff?

Arno: Uh... so wait- hold on so, why choose Jacob as a host?

Jacob: because I'm awsome-

Shaun: probably because he was the easiest out of all of us there to be persuaded into putting him on.

Jacob: Hey!

Edward: So that mask can talk too?

Desmond: ya- well kind of.

Edward: if that mask can talk, then why isn't it talking?

Shaun: surprisingly, I have no idea. Usually this thing loves to talk.

Maria: You also mentioned something about a foundation. What kind of foundation are you refuring to?

Desmond: The SCP foundation.

Alexios: s.c.p?

Desmond: Secure.

Shaun: Contain.

Rebecca: Protect.

Desmond: We die in darkness so you may live in the light-

Connor: Wait, wait! ... that kind of sounds like our saying...

Arno:... What?

Connor: You know. The whole, "We work in the dark to serve the light." That phrase.

Jacob: I SAY WE SUE THEM-

Ezio: ya wait- HEY! They completely stole our phrase and just re-worded it!

Desmond: I-... Huh, I never noticed that before.

Aveline: OK can we get back to the foundation thing! Desmond, continue please.

Desmond: Right, well they're the main goal is to contain anomalies as a way of protecting humanity from the danger some of them possess, and to study and research them and how they work, as well as keeping the normalcy of the world.

Shaun: living or Object.

Rebecca: or just weird phenomenons that happen.

Jacob: secure, contain, protect ... Ok I'll give them this... That's a cool acronym! Why can't we do something like that!?

Bayek: Because we never needed one.

Edward: well ya but it be really nice to have one.

Alexios: The Templars have a name to brand themselves and make money why can't we?

Ezio: they have point.

Aya: we're not get an acronym for the creed.

Jacob: well why not!? We could brand ourselves and make cash!

Connor: I'm fine with how we have creed as it is.

Jacob: Oh Connor! You silly, silly, man... acronyms are cool if you know how to do it right. Makes you stick out.

Malik: exactly why we don't need one.

There is an eerie, echo of mocking laughter that fills the room, sending shivers down everyone's spine, as everyone slowly starts turning their attention to the mask still being held in the tongs Leonardo was using to hold it.

035: "My your all quite the delight to be around~. Talking about the most simplest off topic things then make it a big deal out of it the deeper you go. It's quite amusing really~."

Leonardo nearly drops the tongs he was using to hold the mask, just bearly catching them in time.

Desmond: alright @$$hole what's your game here?

035: "Aw~ can't we just have a nice chat? I am a people person after all."

Jacob: screw you! You nearly turned me into a walking corps for you to pilot!

035: "Touché now aren't we?"

Maria: ok... this is just getting werid even for us.

Malik: agreed.

Shaun: Don't even think about trying to mind control us either.

Rebecca: ya! We're elite b@#$, you can't touch us.

035: "I can see that. Many of you in the room currently each have the gift. The gift of the ancient Isu race. It would be a challenge... but who doesn't like a good challenge? Isn't that right Leonardo. Ah how good it is to see such a now famous face."

Leonardo: we've... met before?

035: "oh yes! 1487, you were invited by some of the richest Nobleman in the country of Italy to have one of you paintings displayed in an art gallery. I ran into when you were looking at some of the other art pieces inside. I recognized one of your works and complmented you on it. Remember?"

Leonardo: *nervously chuckles* I think you have the wrong painter, cause I would have certainly... remember. . .

Ezio: ... Leo?

Leonardo: . . .

Desmond: Uh Leonardo?

Leonardo: . . . *gently puts the metal tongs down onto the table and walks over behind Ezio, only to stare blankly at the mask in horror* . . . I remember you now.

Jacob: Wait! Wait! Hold up! So you have, actually met this family mask!?

035: "indeed he has! You know, Ezio your friend here was quite different from all the ither artist I meet that day. He's Cheerful, optimistic, smart, well rounded, open minded, greatly empathic and expressive, and very curious man by nature. He did actually almost uncovered my secret during our talk, that was how curious of a man you were. But Leonardo is also a chronic procrastinator, and very easily distractible. If I hadn't pointed out one of the paintings to you had done, Hehe, you might have actually uncovered my secrect long ago.

Ezio: Hey-! Wait... how did you know my-

Shaun: he can read minds Ezio, remember?

Leonardo: Mio dio...

035: That's my name! Well the name I prefer to be called by.

Malik: Dio?

035: Well actually it's more of D y o. Greak name. Ah the greaks and the Roman empire, such a marvelous time to be alive then. Right Alexios?"

Alexios: oh indeed it is! Quite a beautiful place!

Arno: Don't fuel the fire Alexios! It's trying to get inside your head by feeding you complements!

Shaun: Wait so were you actually made by greak Gods or-

Desmond: Shaun, buddy come on we've been over this. I still think he's secretly the black lord of Alagadda.

Shaun: yes but how on earth does Alagadda line up with the bits and pieces of information the foundation has on him so far?

Desmond: he's a big @$$ lier Shaun! You can't believe ever word that comes out his mouth.

Shaun: true but-

Connor: OK! Are we done here!?

035: "nope! And please you two do keep talking. I rather like this little side conversation about me~."

Jacob: f@#$ you.

035: "Aw~ is someone still mad about me?"

Jacob: yes!?!?

035: "Well I guess that makes two of you then."

Desmond: uhm, two?

035: "Yes, isn't that right... Kassandra."

Everyone in the living room turned and looked up to see Kassandra standing their with face of anger spread across it, lookimh stright down at the mask. Her staff of caduceus in her hands.

Alexios: sister?

Kassandra: . . . What. The hell. Is that damn maks. . . Doing in our house!?

🎭🦅

There will be more 😉

Stay tuned for the next part 👌

I shall eat a fish and drown it in my lungs with oxygen.

What?

...

I just got the joke just when I was typing all this out XD

(Click image to see better cause tumblr be like that)

Altair needed a break from his demons lol.

Ladybug: And that's how my Lucky Charm works! After that, all the damage that was done, is repaired to how it was before.

Altaïr: fascinating.

Arno in a pink glittery jacket and basketball shorts: look Jacob do I have to?

Jacob: DO IT!

Arno: *sighs* ... *doing a small dance* I'm Arno and I was wrong I'm singing the Arno's wrong song, I shouldn't have taken that chance, now here's my remorseful dance.

Jacob: DO THE KICK!

Arno: *doing small kicks with his left foot*

Jacob: JAZZIER!

Arno: *kicking a little harder*

Silver (Connor's pet silver wolf): *walk up to Arno and starts biting at his shoe*

Arno: HEY! NO! SILVER STOP! *trying to get silver to stop*

Altair: *filming the whole time with a camera* ... *face palm*

Jacob: hm... *turns over to his right* what do you think Desmond?

Desmond the dog: Bark!

Jacob: agreed, RETAKE!

Arno: *annoyed moan*

Arno and Jacob made a bet about whether one of them could clime the tallest building in New York the quickest, Arno and Jacob might have said somethings during the bet... in the end Jacob was the winner.

Anyone else miss gravity falls? 😓

Welp! Might as well!

Here are five things that make me HAPPY!

1. Music

2. Drawing

3. Writing

4. The SCP Foundation (How I got my plague doctor obsession started XD)

5. Dungeons and Dragons

😁 Alright here are my tags:

@clqveris @catgurl4254 @ramshackledtrickster

I don't know that many people on tumblr 😅

I got tagged by the awesome @pastelclub to list 5 things that make me happy. This sounds like fun, so in no particular order, here’s some of the things that make me happy:

1. The Franklin Expedition (especially anything relating to my boy Torrington)

2. Anything with sugar in it (candy, baked goods, soda, etc.)

3. Bucky Barnes

4. Bunnies

5. Halloween (spooky decorations time is the best time!)

All right, now I’m supposed to tag people but I hate doing that (I love being tagged in things but for some reason I assume everyone else hates it, I don’t know, it’s a whole thing with me), so I’m going to just say that anyone who wants to play the game should feel free to list what makes them happy! <3

Welcome to the void

Welcome to the void.

(reblog appreciated, thank you!)

Scps 106 and 049 are chilling in one of the empty foundation cafeteria areas.

106: so that's when I- *sniffs the air* what's that... chemical smell?

049: *writing in his journal, not looking up from it* black spray paint.

106: what were you painting?

A black spray painted ball comes rolling into the cafeteria by their table.

035: *inside the ball* Oh, you think your so funny! Well, as soon as I find my way out, YOUR DEAD DOC-

049: *kicks ball into a spin*

035: *spinning aggressively in the ball* AHH!

106: *Wheezy laugh* HaHaHA!

Welp! Hope you guys liked my first short SCP headcanon, cause I'm gonna start making those now too. 😎👌

Duccio gets thrown out

Pt. 1

An Assassin's creed of bel air headcanon

Claudia was upset that day, she came home late almost saddened. Her brother Ezio and the other assassins came to try and help comfort her, but with Duccio around...

Claudia: oh ezio! Why must I have such a hard time with men! Even in the future my luck is absolutely dreadful...

Ezio: *Hugs Claudia* it is ok Claudia, you will be ok.

Desmond: I still can't believe those @$$holes at the store just harassed you like that.

Rebecca: listen Claudia men can be @$$holes sometimes, some worst then others. Like take Shaun for example. Sometimes I wanna punch him so hard in the face when he's being negative all the time, but at least he's not publicly harassing me.

Shaun: exactly... wait. HEY!

Claudia: men are just pigs... oh! No offence to you all!

Arno: It's ok Claudia, we understand.

Jacob: ya, some of us men are just bloody @$$es.

Evie: some, are more annoying then others, but yes.

Jacob: exactly! ...wait. HEY!

Leonardo:everything will be fine Claudia *hugs Claudia*

Claudia: thank you. Thank you all.

Duccio walks in.

Duccio: what's going on here?

Altair: no.

Duccio: what?

Altair: OUT!

Duccio: che cosa! (What) why?!

Altair: You will only make this manner worse, I know it.

Duccio: I just want to know what's happening, that's all, promise! *raises his left arm up and right arm on his chest*

Connor: just tell him, he'll just keep bugging us till we do tell him.

Altair: ... *crosses his arms* Claudia was harassed by men today at the store.

Claudia: not like you care.

Duccio: well I could always get a marriage license.

Everyone was confused at what Duccio had just said.

Edward: ...what?

Duccio: so she doesn't get harassed by men so much. That is if she performs on the test drive.

Everyone in the room went silent for a moment speechless to what Duccio had suggested.

Claudia: >=( ...

Leonardo: *hold Claudia closer to him* Ezio... Get him. >=|

Ezio walked over to Duccio and grabbed him by the back collar of his shirt and started angrily dragging him to the front of the house.

Duccio: WHAT I DID DO?!! WHAT DID I DO?!!

Jacob gladly opened the front door of the house holding it like he was holding it for someone (that someone being Duccio) and with every ounce of energy and anger, Ezio had tossed Duccio out of the house and into the front yard.

Duccio: AAAH! *lands face first on to the ground*

And there you have it fokes Duccio get thrown out of the house! (Yes there will be more parts >= ] ) Based on the funny compilations of Jazz getting thrown out of the house.

Honestly this idea came to mine when I was re-watching some fresh prince of bel air and then I saw this scene where jazz got thrown out of the house and I began thinking... who is somewhat like jazz... who would be worthy of being thrown out of the house besides Jacob... then it hit me!

It was clear as day that Duccio was destined to be thrown out by either Altair or Ezio! (Mostly Ezio)

I hope you enjoyed this assassin's creed of bel air headcanon 😉👌😎 more is to be expected.

Part 2?

It was now 3;37 at night, Connor was warm and snug in his bed asleep, Liberty and Silver were asleep by his bed, when suddenly something made a loud thunk sound at his window. Connor slowly woke up as another thunk came from his windowsill. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes wearing the bracelet that Aveline gave to him 3 hours ago at the bar, Connor looked over at his window and saw a small rock being thrown at his window. Unsure of who's doing this is and the reasoning behind it, he got up quietly to the window and looked down below to see someone leaving something at the front door and quickly make a dash out of the hidden hiding place of the assassin household. Connor was too exhausted to use his eagle vision to see who it was, and even if he did at this point, by the time he would have; the mysterious figure most likely would have already been gone by now. Debating in his tired mind whether he should go back to sleep and wait till morning or if he should take care of this now, and not have to worry about any of the others possibly getting jumped by whatever was left on their front door. He decided to check and see if it was just nothing, as he quietly and silently made his way through the hallway and down the stairs. He unlocked and opened the door to see that no one was there, but when he looked down, he saw a gift box on the ground.

Connor: hm? ... *picks up the box and takes a closer look at it*

The box was wrapped with wrapping paper and was neatly tied with a blue ribbon. Connor takes one last look around to see if the person was still around, but saw no one around, just cars moving past the hidden opening way.

Connor: ... *opens the box* huh!?

Inside the box was a miniature little wooden model of a ship. The ship had a small name carved on the back of it that read, Jackdaw. The name of his grandfather; Edward's ship. The ship seemed to be made from a similar color as the actual ship, or so he remembered from what Edward had told him. The sails seemed to be made from a soft, smooth cloth material.

Connor: What? ... who gave this to me? Hm?

At the bottom of the box was a small piece of paper. Putting the ship carefully on the ground, closely next to him he pulled out the piece of paper and read it quietly to himself as it read.

Connor: Happy Birthday son, Love Haythem...

Connor couldn't believe it, did his dad actually get him something for his birthday? And... did he made it himself? And how did he...

Connor: ... *looks down at the ship* ?

Connor put the box and note down for a moment and picked up the ship and saw something on the ship that he didn't notice beforehand, he saw three small familiar figures by the steering wheel of the ship as well as a small crank at the back of the ship.

Connor: ... *cranks the handle a bit before releasing it*

Connor made a quiet gasp as the ship began to play music and it wasn't playing just any music. It was playing low lands, a sea shanty that Connor has heard his grandfather sing to him before, Edward told Connor how he would sing it to Haythem and his half-sister as a child and now he sings to him and the rest family.

From afar Haythem watched as his son opened the box and pull out the little wooden ship.

Haythem: ...

Shay: did he open it?

Haytham: he opened it, he seems to be inspecting it now... what if he doesn't like it?

Shay: Oh I'm sure he'll love it sir, he is your son after all.

Haytham: yes well, we haven't exactly... seen eye to eye in many cases...

Shay: Well I'm sure he will spare you the trouble just this once.

Haythem: I do hope so...

Then faint music begins to play from the hidden passageway as both Haythem and Shay take a glance over to see Connor listening to the little ship's music. Haythem was surprised when he saw his son, smiling at the little ship and faintly hearing him hum along to the song that played.

Shay: see sir, he loves your gift.

Haythem: I guess you were right after all Shay.

Shay: of course master Kenway.

Haythem: and thanks again for agreeing to come out this late at night with me just to do this. I know it was rather impolite of me to drag you along with me, let alone at the risk of us getting caught by the other Templars.

Shay: of course sir, we've been through so much already. I couldn't possibly let you go alone at high risk such as this.

Haythem: I'm glad to have a good friend like you Shay.

Shay: of course, as well as having a son like yours of course. Now we best be off now before the other templars find out we gone and suck off without the permission of a modern Templar.

Shay began to walk towards the end of the block, Haythem was about to follow but took one last glance over at his son, as the song was coming to an end Connor noticed his father watching him from afar. Connor gave a small smile to him.

Connor: ... Thank you... Father.

Haytham: ...Happy Birthday, son.

Happy Birthday Ratonhnhaké:ton Kenway 🍰