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Assassin’s Creed Has Ruined Me.

Anytime I see or read anything related to the American Revolution, I’m thinking to myself, “Bullshit.  Connor Kenway took out that whole battalion himself, not some random white dude.” Or I’m watching The Borgias on Netflix and trying to find the handsome man in a white hood lurking somewhere in the crowd.  I’m watching a documentary on Victorian Europe, or reading a novel and thinking, “Evie Frye wouldn’t stand for this shit.”  

I’m looking at mainstream media and thinking, “Wait - where are the Assassins?” 

Oh that’s right, they aren’t real.  

Goddamnit.    

Assassins + Snapchat

Altaïr: he’d try to be serious and pretentious and shit (you know, that one friend whose story is just taking monochrome selfies with half his face and a drake quote or pitch black pictures with a timestamp) but honestly he’d devolve into this; most likely to get blocked bc he always in his feelings;

Ezio: half-him messing around with filters; half him catching his friends lacking (“I was half-asleep, DELETE IT”); most likely to DM dumbass pictures just to keep a streak going;

Connor: wouldn’t get it, at first, would probably caption everything with a wall of text; but after aveline or somebody explains it to him there’d be nonstop selfies with animals from the homestead or roasting Haytham; probably takes a lot of selfies with Ziio too; most likely to get their story hijacked (“add me: bayougirlavie″)

Aveline: omg, always picks the most flattering filters, great selfies, knows her angles; is aware that gérald is always the first one to view her story and is midkey considering blocking him; makes those videos were she lowkey tries to film one of her friends doing stuff but always ends up with ruining the stealth thing with cute little giggles; most likely to hijack someone’s story (see above)

Edward: trash friend; knows the latest goofy filters before anyone else, uses them on himself and  adéwalé (without adéy’s consent, might i add); normally posts stuff that’s arguably considered evidence for whatever drunken crimes were committed; most likely to get reported but never actually banned or anything

Arno: that one annoying ass friend who thinks that SC is instagram; posts aesthetic-y pictures of food, èlise, and the paris skyline; most likely to get roasted because “wE KNOW YOU SPEAK FRENCH ARNO STOP CAPTIONING ÉLISE WITH MUSHY SHIT"

Jacob:  mix of edward and connor in that he posts a lot of the rooks’ misadventures and also animals he finds, gets into a lot of fights with evie because he won’t stop making edits of her and henry; most likely to have everyone saved as a dumb nickname (in a moment of extreme creativity, he renamed maxwell roth ‘maxie’)

Evie:  the biographer, documents her day throughly but never gets to the point of spamming; uses the timestamp filter and emoji stamps a lot; you almost never see her in her story but always hear her voice; most likely to save her stories to her memories bc she likes being able to look back

Henry: doesn’t post much to his story, mostly lurks a lot; when he does add his stuff it’s jacob-shaming (“guess who fell asleep in the conductor’s car using my pressed hydrangeas as a pillow 😒😒😒”); most likely to DM you pictures of Evie being cute if you and him are close friends 

Desmond: posts a lot about shit the mod squad does (caught shaun crying in the car after they saw rouge one); is actually a super good photographer, takes good panaroma shots; figured out how to record himself mixing a really complicated drink one handed; most likely to take candid pics of his S/O just bc he thinks they’re cute 

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Connor Wolf Head Tutorial. 

Materials 

  • Wire (I used 6mm Galvanized Steel wire that I purchased from Home Depot, but you can use any wire that is sturdy enough to keep it’s shape)
  • Masking tape
  • Fake fur
  • scissors
  • hot glue

Optional: 

  • acrylic paint
  • electric razor

Step 1: I began with a wire base that ended up resembling the shape of a baseball cap, except the lip of the had was shaped like an animal snout. I assembled everything either by wrapping any excess wires together or by wrapping a few, thin strips of masking tape around the joint. (seen in first image)

Step 2: I covered the entire wire cap in masking tape, cutting out holes for the eyes. (seen in image 2)

Step 3: I began covering the cap in the fake fur. When cutting the fake fur, it’s important to not cut the actual FUR. Instead, cut the cloth. I used a comb to part the fur so I could make a clean cut. 
I also had to cut a lot of tiny strips of fur so it would sit right on the base cap. (seen in Image 2 and 3)

Step 4: Once the entire cap is covered and everything is glued, you can cut out the long pieces that hang down. I made the two pieces in the front separate from the back, and then connected them above my shoulders with glue later.

Step 5: I make a little wolf nose (even though Connor’s wolf hat technically doesn’t have one….) out of sculpty. I baked it, painted it, then glued it on. (unpainted version seen in image 3 and 4)

Step 6: I trimmed a lot of the fur down with an electric razor. (if you want in really short like I did on the front hanging pieces, try to cut a lot off with scissors before you go in with the razor, because you can damage the razor)

Step 7: Paint! I actually ended up dying everything with sharpie dye first, but it was too pale so I had to go back in with acrylic paint. 

AAAAAAnnnndd that about covers it. If you have any questions feel free to let me know! And have fun making your wolfy hats!

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An Assassin’s Creed themed work I created for a competition held by a gamer magazine called PC Guru in my country.
I managed to win it! :D The prize was an Arno Victor Dorian figurine which came with a display case too.

I messed up the original file so I only have those two very early steps to show.


All characters belong to Ubisoft

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. And 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.
—  Edward Kenway