Anyway, I don't plan on writing Assassin Creed stuff cos I have to wait for it to be release (I one of the unfortunates who ordered the PC version


Persian Tales 2TwoPersian Tales 2
The corridor was a long straight marble path with a shelter and surrounded by the scenery of plants. The sky was cloudy and there was no definite sign of the sun. There were no animals moving in this place. No sounds came from the sky or the ground, the only sound that Zaki could hear was his breathing and movement. He was completely alone.
Zaki rubbed his head in confusion as he wondered if he should relax or afraid. The garden had a tranquil feel but the air seems chilly for his liking. Despite his uneasiness he didn't bother taking his weapon out. After a while of walking down this straight corridor, he


Persian Tales 1This is not related to any of Prince of Persia games. This is the result of thinking about the game for a long time.Persian Tales 1
Prologue
Rahim sat beside the campfire, alone. Tonight will be his last night travelling with the troupe. Part of him will miss them; after all he did spend a year with them. On the other hand, he was excited that he will be travelling alone again. Well, sort of.
The troupe consists of acrobats, musicians, dancers and jugglers. It's a fairly large group, around twenty people (excluding children, which are around ten of them). In a distance away from him, he smelled food and adults


AC Dodgeball 2Malik: (cheesy grin) Welcome back to AC Dodge Ball! (Crowd roars) Where if you ask us the obvious question, you'll be killed immediately. (Flashes a knife, followed by some distant screaming from random man and Malik grinning a sadistic smile) Hi, I'm Malik.AC Dodgeball 2
Altair(?): (flashy grin) And I'm Ezio. (Fangirls scream)
Malik: (Turns to Ezio in puzzlement) Who the heck are you?
Ezio: (flashy pose) I'm... (Gets shoved by Altair)
Altair: (frustrated) He's my very great "annoying" grand-son.
Malik: Really? Since when do you have a grand-son?
Altair: (shrugs) Who knows?  


The HunterAltair stood upon an edge of the roof, overlooking the main streets below. Going through his head is the training of the Brotherhood. He learned how to observe his prey, how to catch his prey, how to kill his prey. He had become a hunter.The Hunter
For his first assignment, he must travel far from his sanctuary and show his masters the results of his training. Altair was gladdened to be given such an opportunity to prove his worth to the Brotherhood.
He closed his eyes remembering the target's information, then he realised something. He was not alone in this hunt, for he had two targets to deal with. No, that wasn't right, t


ThresholdAssassin's Creed - Altair Pre-gameThreshold
It was the smell, more than anything, that he would always remember. The pain was intense, yes, but the scent of his burning flesh as they held him down and cauterized the wound lodged itself in his memory first and foremost.
Al Mualim addressed him. "You have performed well, exceeding your instructor's expectations."
"Thank you, Master."
"Your studies and drills have given you a solid foundation, but I think it is time you were truly tested. I believe you are ready to receive the Mysteries, but the work is yours alone to accomplish. You will


:HIC: AWKWARD :HIC: SituationBeing an Assassin meant you had to be ready for anything. Fights, falls, cuts and bruises. After all, part of their mantra was Everything is permitted. Altaïr, being one of the greatest Assassins ever, was always ready and he was ready for anything.:HIC: AWKWARD :HIC: Situation
well ALMOST everything
there was that ONE thing he wasnt ready for back when he was but a novice. But, then again, who ever is? ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_
It was just a normal, peaceful day at Masyaf. Altaïr had just, once again, beaten Malik during their training match.
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My name is Altair. My nature is the silence of death. My thought is as the wind. My tool is the Blade of the Assassins. I am there and gone like a flash of lightning across a stormy sky. No man is a match for me. I am the agent of change.
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My name is Altair. My nature is the silence of death. My thought is as the wind. My tool is the Blade of the Assassins. I am there and gone like a flash of lightning across a stormy sky. No man is a match for me. I am the agent of change.
I'm so lonely...
T_T
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+ Can't Hear You...because I'll be busy fangirling my dreams of something only the female gaming/anime/manga/TV/other genre fans would know.+
I'm so lonely...
T_T
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+ Can't Hear You...because I'll be busy fangirling my dreams of something only the female gaming/anime/manga/TV/other genre fans would know.+
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"Running through the streets of Jerusalem
Oh my God, it's so much fun!
The guards are getting suspicious
Altair's gonna get vicious!" ~Song Aysha and I made up while playing Assassin's Creed
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Dr. Wily: If by Plan B you mean Awkward Sex, then I'm for it!
How are you?
I'm doing quite fine thank you.
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"Running through the streets of Jerusalem
Oh my God, it's so much fun!
The guards are getting suspicious
Altair's gonna get vicious!" ~Song Aysha and I made up while playing Assassin's Creed
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Dr. Wily: If by Plan B you mean Awkward Sex, then I'm for it!
Anyway, nice to hear from ya.
So are you still being mischievous in your fanfics?
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