The warm summer breeze rustled the mahogany drapes by the slightly cracked open window. Nothing was heard from Ezio and (Y/N)’s master bedroom. Silence was finally brought throughout the home when (Y/N) walked into the dark room. The cool wooden floor was giving her a slight shiver as she took each step. (Y/N)’s angelic (E/C) eyes carried slight purple baggage. Her elegant (H/L) (H/C) hair was tasseled, and had looked as is if she never made an attempt to brush her mane at all. Her whole body was tired; she wanted nothing more than to just be able to lay beside her passed out husband, Ezio, and close her eyes and sleep for just an hour or two. She couldn’t do it due to her two new born twins. They were a handful, it seemed that they worked together in the dark to make sure (Y/N) never got to see peace.
(Y/N) sluggishly made it to the bed, finally feeling the soft silk fabric that Ezio had gotten her during her pregnancy. She sighed heavily, spotting Ezio on the bed in the dark.
He was sprawled out across the king size mattress. He laid shirtless with the covers covering half if his chest. He looks so peaceful; (Y/N) was envious of her husband, but happy for him at the same time. He works hard for her and their children, protecting them from the dangers of his profession with the assassins. He deserves a good rest every day he comes home. The only thing that had bothered her about Ezio was how he could sleep through the constant crying of their children.
She fluffed her rarely used pillow and reorganized the layers of the covers before saying a silent prayer that her beautiful trouble makers will sleep through the night. She slowly climbed into the bed, trying to keep herself half awake so she won’t fall out of the bed. She felt the dip of the mattress as her back met the cool, stiff but plush surface; it took the pressure right off of her lower back and feet as she smiled to her self. She pulled the blankets up to her chest. She was feeling the result of sleep deprivation. She had closed her eyes and the sound of her wailing babies made her eyes shoot open.
The thing about Assassin’s Creed replays is that while there’s a checkpoint system, it only works if you’re desychronized, meaning that I need to let Ezio die just so I can do the whole thing from a checkpoint where I don’t have to
a) repeat a long ass free run sequence
b) tail someone AGAIN
c) run various errands AGAIN
And so, here I am, repeating that one Da Vinci DLC mission for 100% sync, letting Ezio get killed for the nth time, because some brown-robed dirtbag of a minion got a lucky hit in
I love how in The Ezio triology, Ezio was shown as the charming ladies’ man who doesn’t become socially awkward when around ladies. But when he first met Cristina, he was… Really awkward yet funny at the same time.
Ezio: -Just stands in front of Cristina with that derp smile-
Cristina: … What?
Cristina: Why are you just standing there?
Ezio: Oh! Uh… Because I… wanted to ask you something… Which is… What is your name?
Cristina: Pfft! Not one you’ll ever need to make use of. -Walks away-
Ezio:Aspetta (wait)! I wasn’t ready! I was planning to be really charming! And funny, can I please have a second chance?
I’m burning through Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood at a rate I think I’ve only matched with the Arkham games. I’m really, really enjoying it, and I think there’s tons of stuff the game does really well, BUT…
I’m starting to realize that my relationship with this series is getting dangerously close to “guilty pleasure” territory. Like, not in the sense that it’s total garbage and I like it anyway, but more like how people feel about bubble gum pop - it’s overly polished and I can tell it’s cynically designed to hit me in a lot of compulsive and embarrassing ways. A lot of my playtime is basically me going “Yeah, I see what you’re doing there, Ubisoft, and I….well…okay I love it, but I hate that I love it."
So I’m playing AC Brotherhood and I may or may not have gone out of my way to recruit a ton of women and then send them out on missions together because I’ve got this headcanon that for the bulk of their training the men talk down to them so they work extra fucking hard and one or two of the male ones are even like “Brothers for Brotherhood” but the ladies still kick their asses and become the best and only after all that
videogamesartandsuch said: Did the series get better after the first game? Because that was…so mediocre.
Yes. The second game was a significant improvement in almost every way. Almost every nugget of a cool idea that went unfulfilled was expanded upon and given shape in the sequel. You know how Altair was bland and forgettable, and how his story was so impersonal? Well, Ezio is likeable and charming, and his story actually mattered to him. You know how the future framing device plot was mostly boring and broke up the Altair story too much? Well, the future plot is almost entirely absent from ACII. Combat is better, the cities are much better for freerunning, etc, etc, etc. I’ll get around to this review soon, hopefully.
As for Brotherhood, I think it is in many ways a better game still than its predecessor. The things that carried over are mostly improved upon. But it also begins (it appears) the series’ famous penchant for throwing in a whole mess of extraneous garbage. The sheer number of mechanics is ridiculous, and the fact that so few of them are core to the experience is troubling. It’s like Ubisoft had a big “ideas” meeting early on that lasted 12 hours and every single suggestion made it into the final game.
Luckily, while not all of the new stuff is good, most of it can be safely ignored. Don’t care about renovating shops or investing in shops or doing quests for shops (man, there’s a lot of stuff with the shops)? Cool, you don’t have to. Don’t care about faction missions or faction buildings or faction challenges (wow, whole bunch of faction stuff too)? Fine, no need to bother. It’s not an ideal situation, of course, but it’s better than being forced to play through all the extraneous stuff. From what I understand, this trend of piling on heaps of meaningless bullshit only gets worse in the series, but I’m hoping enough of it is like this stuff - easily ignored if you don’t want to deal with it.
Still want to game. Do I start another playthrough, or Play ME2 instead? I don’t have enough free time right now to start a new Origins game and be able to keep it straight, Mass Effect 1 is being borrowed, WoW got hacked, and I have no new games right now. So it’s between these… Or possibly AC: Brotherhood, I never did finish that…. anyone?
when ezio told leonardo that he had lost all of those nifty inventions leonardo had made for him, i half-expected leonardo to like bitch-slap ezio and be like super fuckin' angry at him for losing such valuable shit and just go like "oh my god fuck you ezio those were special gifts to you, you whore" i mean goddamn and now you have to pay to get them back and meet him secretly seriously wtf is this love affair we got going on my renaissance bro
maybe i should go to sleep now even though i napped earlier yeahhhh
ok so I have ac: brotherhood and ac: revelations but I kind of really don’t want to play them bc brotherhood is basically ac: 2 and apparently revelations sucks. ALSO my friend gave me his copy of ac: 3 which I’ve been wanting to play FOREVER and its p much the game that made me want to play ac in the first place
tldr: can I skip revelations and brotherhood and go straight to ac: 3 without missing too many important plot details?
“It has been quite some time, Ezio.” He approached me with open arms, arms I’d been longing for. It was a quick embrace, yet kept my heart beat still, and my mind blank. I was desperate for another, but knew time did not permit us so. He speaks of those damned Borgia, how they force his intricate, lovely hands to build such evil.
“I will take care of the plans and machines.” I assure him, and I also remind him of how the battle at Monteriggioni has forced me to lose all of the things he has once gave to me. The weapons, the tools, and even the photographs of good times had been lost thanks to that scum Ceazare.