it really hurts to read all of the fanfiction involving the bleeding effect and Desmond slowly not being able to discern reality from illusion. and then I remember "oh wait. that basically happened in the games"
Slowly but surely progressing through Valhalla and I got tears listening to Desmond talk about his experiences going through the bleeding effect with Shaun and Rebecca, how he saw ghosts of Ezio and Altair walking around and even hearing Connor’s voice. . . *sobs*
It made me realize how much I miss Desmond’s character and how much he made an impact on my interest in the franchise.
i nearly killed her with the wrong alcohol
i'm the best sibling ever
I hope your toe feels better
my toe thanks you
the blood of my enemies that stain most of my outfits and the night without stars that have thankfully settled on my boots
Describe your favorite color without using the word color, rainbow, or the name of any other color.
Khonsu
Hero, Generation III
Civilian identity: Issac [REDACTED]
Wavy hair(undercut), dyed dark red, and brown eyes
Positives: Analytical, open-minded, objective, charismatic
Negatives: Insensitive, solitary, repressed, restless
Forever tired dad to three(3) chaotic heroes-in-training
Manipulates lunar energy, often called a werewolf
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Helios
Villain, Generation III
Civilian identity: Connor [REDACTED]
Curly hair, natural black w/ violet ends, and gray eyes
Positives: Brilliant, practical, perceptive, direct
Negatives: Risk-prone, defiant, impatient, merciless
Is probably a masochist but strongly denies it
Telekinesis, and manipulates fire and solar energy, is called a phoenix
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Shu
Hero informant, Generation II
Civilian identity: Benett "Benji" Clay
Wavy hair, natural dark brown, and hazel eyes
Positives: Enthusiastic, good-natured, curious, driven
Negatives: Disorganized, people-pleasing, nosy, gullible
Khonsu's kind of sort of brother
Manipulates the wind, isn't called any sort of mythical animal
Trained in Project Brimstone
Moryana
Vigilante, Generation IV
Civilian identity: Penelope Sosa
Straight hair, dirty blonde, and dark brown eyes
Positives: Supportive, hardworking, rational, reliable
Negatives: Reserved, overcommitted, altruistic, disrespectful
Has been subjected to horoscope readings, would not recommend
Manipulates water, is probably a siren
Trained in Project Ether
Tiamat
Villain, Generation III
Civilian identity: Makayla [REDACTED]
Curly hair, black, and brown eyes
Positives: Observant, creative, pragmatic, magnetic
Negatives: Unfocused, easily bored, sensitive, vicious
Khonsu and Shu's kind of sort of sister
Manipulates water and storms, is definitely a siren
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Nyx
Vigilante, Generation II
Civilian identity: Kameron Caye
Wavy hair, light brown, and green-gray eyes
Positives: Empathetic, passionate, idealistic, generous
Negatives: Unrealistic, vulnerable, self-critical, isolated
Friends-with-benefits with Shu, supposedly no feelings involved
Manipulates darkness and stellar energy, probably a vampire
Trained in Project Brimstone
I might be posting short stories introducing them as best as I can because writing is about as easy as me balancing myself on a thin circle. It won't make sense and it definitely won't make sense. Yes, I just wrote that twice. Yes, I am slightly sleep-deprived.
The gods have made many mistakes and their greatest was giving me a flesh suit to inhabit.
she found it, she can now breathe slightly easier
"For years I've been rushing around, taking whatever I fancied, not giving a tinker's curse for those I hurt. Yet here I am... with riches and reputation, feeling no wiser than when I left home.
Yet when I turn around, and look at the course I've run... there's not a man or woman that I love left standing beside me."
without saying your favorite character’s name, put in the tags a quote said by your fav.
sadly my sadistic side hasn't made herself known yet
On tumblr.com you can be yourself, really messed up
if it can kill me, I'll drink it
if it gives me an extra limb, I won't drink it because I won't die from it
A tall ghoulish looking man with a green robe and strange symbols on his cheeks comes up to you and says "hey sexy. Drink this"
Would you?
Person A: Why do I hear police sirens behind us?
Person B, holding up bags of money: I accidentally robbed a bank
Person A, having a stroke: HOW DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY ROB A BANK-
ah, yes, the only posts i see on my dash are gay, gay, gayer, and cats
occasional posts from users
Delyth Parks felt a small tremor, the vibrations growing in intensity every second. There were rarely earthquakes here and even when there were, they were small and insignificant, often ignored by the occupants of below.
“The here’s going on?” Jade Halsey appeared from around a corner, hair ruffled and hazel eyes blown wide. So it wasn’t just Dee who felt it. “Dunno, maybe the Titans are causing a ruckus downstairs,” Dee suggested sarcastically, her Irish accent making it seem even more so.
Jade rolled her eyes, “Your sarcasm is noted. Anyway, I sense it’s coming from the fountain.”
“What? I thought it was drained years ago.”
“My senses aren’t wrong, if it was the Titans, pretty sure it would have much weaker than this.”
Jade was right about the fountain being the source but there was something unusual about this particular earthquake(besides its abnormally strong intensity).
The closer they had gotten to the fountain, the weaker the vibrations became and it happened to be full of blood as it did long ago.
“Ok, this is getting weird,” Jade said and Dee noticed some bubbles appearing near the edge. Something was rising from it but what or who was it?
A tuft of hair appeared first then a face, arms, legs, and soon enough, there was an entire body floating in the blood fountain but whoever it was, they weren’t drenched in it. In fact, they looked perfectly dry.
The girls dragged the body out of the fountain, confirming it to be a boy in his teen years, possibly a tad younger than they were(looks-wise, at least), with brown hair tied into a ponytail and bangs covering his left eye.
Dee placed a hand on his chest and almost immediately retracted it in shock. “What’s wrong, Dee?” The redhead could only mutter four chilling words...
“He... he has a heartbeat.”
she/they, disaster bisexual and awkward enby at your service
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