Well surprise, surprise, it wasn’t long after our journey to Constantinople that your parents announced yet another trip for the following year, and a whole new time period to. Was I worried? Not at all. Although our relationship had started to crack, I had faith in your parents ability and as all relationships go, a change can go a long way to revitalizing the love between partners or so I thought. Continue reading
After I had done everything that you had asked, completed every quest, collected every flag and everything else, I felt this sudden emptiness inside. We were still together and we were still in love but like any relationship, we had to spice up our “love life” so to speak. I quickly proceeded to check when the inevitable sequel would be released but as always, you were one step ahead of me. A sequel was already planned for release in November 2009 and so typical of you, you had thought of everything. You showed me beautiful HD images of Italy and Venice. I’ve always wanted to go to Italy and the fact that it would be during the days of a festival just made it that more exciting. However, the consoles were set to get you first so I had to wait until March 2010 before I could see how beautiful you had become. I passed the time by trying to figure out the symbols that were painted by subject 16 and spent a lot of time on a wiki dedicated to you. Eventually, time passed and March crawled into view. Finally, our second Journey had begun.
It’s funny but when I picked you up at the store, I drove home slowly, unwrapped you gently, and installed you patiently. I was always ever so gentle with you and treated you the way I felt you should be treated. You did something though that I didn’t quite agree with. Somewhere, among your time not spent with me, your parents had begun to dabble in the online world, met other people and had other ideas. One of their ideas was to always be connected to the internet in order to travel to our beautiful locations. I was immediately taken by surprise at this because at the time I had no internet connection. How were we going to explore the arty world of Florence and Venice if I couldn’t get us online? Well, you know that story better than I do. I would not let such a thing as petty as the internet keep us a part. It’s actually quite humorous, using the internet to find a way to keep us offline and explore the Renaissance era. I found a way, by downloading a hacked piece of software that made your parents believe you were online when you weren’t. I remember the sensation of finally getting it to work. I spent a couple of hours trying to figure that out but it was completely worth it. When you finally loaded up, you led me through another worm hole, my destination being another sleeker Ubisoft logo. I waited patiently and then you showed me yet another pure white screen with Assassins Creed II, the word creed beautifully designed in red. I let you hover for a few moments and then just as before, you reminded me of why we were together and why the wait was worth it.
1486, Venice Italy,
A festival is taking place, fireworks dance in the night sky, couples skipping across bridges. All is well until an ominous presence in the form of a gondola comes into view. Two men, with grim expressions looking ahead. They both wear masks but the one is undoubtedly the master, wearing a full white mask covering his eyes and cheek bones, leaving his jaw revealed. The other wearing a black mask that just covers the eyes. We then see two woman making a deal with a mysterious person, who drops a pouch of coins into their hands. Carnivale is in full swing, a barrage of fireworks lighting up the evening sky, while masked men and woman dance merrily together enjoying the freedom that such festivities bring. The two men on the boat arrive with a group of soldiers. As they enter, two courtesans notice them. One of them approaches the group, and escorts the man wearing the mask that only covers the eyes away from the soldiers and into the thick of the crowd. They both start dancing, smiles on both of them. They both look up at the colored night sky as he spins around in a choreographed fashion. When he finally looks down again, the courtesan has disappeared. The man looks left and right, desperately trying to spot her. He turns around and suddenly a hooded man appears, striking him quickly. His vision blurs and time itself seems to have slowed down for him. Struggling to comprehend what has just happened, the man looks though the crowd hoping to catch the eyes of the man with the white mask. He succeeds. As their eyes meet his left hand reaches up to hold his throat as blood trickles out over it. The man with the black mask crumples over slowly revealing the Assassin, crouched, hidden blade revealed, ready to fight, behind him.
The man with the white mask order his soldiers to kill him. The Assassin leaps forward and punches one soldier, counter attacks another, steals a spear and stabs a different soldier, before finally giving a slight smirk to the soldier that was punched. The hooded Assassin drops the spear as he chases after the man with the white mask. The man runs frantically through the city, the Assassin not far behind. Jumping from gondola to gondola to the side of a building, making his way up. Keeping his target in sight the Assassin leaps from rooftop to rooftop, tiles dropping to the canal below under his feet. The man with the white mask reaches an archway leading into a courtyard shouting orders at a group of armored soldiers who are waiting patiently. The soldiers move up, guarding the one and only entry way, careful not to let themselves be exposed while they hide behind the walls. The man with the white mask catches his breath and moves to the entrance. In the distance, on top of a perch, the Assassin appears and drops down to street level, dust blown away around him as he lands. The man with the white mask starts antagonizing the Assassin, while he walks forward hidden blade drawn. The man with the white masks then mentions the Assassin’s mother which causes him to stop walking, disarm his hidden blade. As the taunts continue, the Assassin pulls a lever just underneath his wrist and you hear a mechanism loading. As the man with white mask finishes his threat the Assassin extends his left arm, palm up, aiming directly at his target. His right hand reaches over to his left wrist and then the sound of a gun shot echoes against the walls. Pigeons scatter at the noise. The man with the white mask falls back slowly, blood gushing out behind him covering his Templar badge in blood.
After seeing that, I knew we were going to have one hell of an adventure. You allowed me to play as Ezio Auditore Da Firenze, an Italian nobleman who’s destiny was far greater than he would ever fathom. I witnessed his birth and at this point I knew this was going to be something much more than what our first adventure entailed. You immediately instilled an emotional connection just by placing me right at the beginning of this mans life. I was with him every step of the way. From the conspiracy against his family, to learning about the assassins, meeting Uncle Mario, and making the discovery of The Ones Who Came Before. We shared the same emotional responses, from shock and sadness, to exhilaration and confusion and finally to accepting one’s destiny. But it wasn’t only Ezio’s character that I fell in love with, it was the whole world as well. Through you, I was able to meet Leonardo Da Vinci, one of the great minds of our time and I got to appreciate the brother that Ezio found in him. I got to see just how corrupt the world had become having a Templar assuming control of unimaginable power. I didn’t know it was possible but you managed to show me how much love and care your parents truly had. Everything was improved, the fight mechanics, the free running, the introduction of new weapons and upgraded ones like the dual blades and the pistol. The world was absolutely gorgeous and polished to near perfection and you managed to keep me invested in the world for months, littering the map with treasure chests to loot, feathers to collect, and contracts to complete. Not to mention the hidden glyphs embedded in the world around me.
You also allowed me to witness Desmond’s escape from Abstergo with the aide of Lucy Stillman and watch his training, taking place in what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. Experiencing the bleeding effect and for the first time being worried about what it might do to his Psyche. I got to meet Shaun and Rebecca, without whom, this adventure would not have been able to take place. With the aide of Shaun, Desmond and I were able to hack glyphs and solve puzzles and hack the memories of Subject 16, revealing a disturbing revelation. Conspiracy’s aside, seeing the relationship between Desmond and Lucy grow made me feel like I was part of something wonderful despite the world gone to hell. With everything you managed to create, the one thing that stood out, that made me pay attention was the love that went into this world. You could see it from the view points, hear it in the sounds of swords clashing and most importantly I could feel it with every secret discovered.
We were all a family and the bond we shared was cemented for now and forever more.
This is a very special post, one that means the world to me. You see, my heart is torn in two, I am still healing, but every Saturday Gamercrash kept uploading his site with his cursed video round up and every week I returned, like a lamb to the slaughter, watching his videos, and I always wind up close to tears when I watch a new trailer showing off Assassins Creed 4: Black Flag. Due to this, I have been forced (but not really) to watch how good Assassins Creed 4 might potentially be. So in light of my melancholy feeling I have decided to give you guys the full picture. It all started….Que Memory Flashback Tune, Please Click This Link! Did you click it? Good!
In 2008, one year after you were released, I walked into a store that wasn’t necessarily about gaming but had a few games just strewn in a bargain bin. That was the first time I saw you. You were just lying there, on your back, scratched cover with big bold letters Assassins Creed, some other game called Second Sight lying casually on top of you. I remember analyzing your cover and thinking “ Meh, Looks boring“. I parted ways and I left you in that bargain bin, letting you stew in the mess of crappy titles that were littering in and around the bin and I completely forgot about you.
A few months later, a friend of mine loaned me a whole bunch of games to play on my newly built PC. One of the games included was you. However, as fate would have it, I chose to completely ignore you. I played Half Life 2, Prototype, GTA, (can’t remember which one though) Singularity, Batman: Arkham Asylum. It took a few months but I finished all these games and some others. It was November 2008. I was bored and needed something different to play. I went through the games that I had borrowed and there you were again, completely neglected and forgotten about. I thought to myself “ What the hell, nothing else worth playing.” I opened the cover and put the silver disc inside my DVD-ROM and installed you. I knew nothing about you, never saw a trailer, no gameplay footage, nothing. I didn’t know what to expect from you, which in hindsight was the best thing that could ever have happened.
Once you were installed, I double clicked on the icon and I was transported immediately through a purple worm hole that eventually revealed a logo, “Ubisoft” That logo also looked seriously good for some reason. You then showed me a small cut scene, a CG trailer of what you were all about. Like one of those dating profiles you read. “Describe yourself in two minutes or less” Boy, did you describe yourself.
A majestic eagle watching what seems to be a form of execution, a hanging. The public wild, wanting to see death. The eagle flies off, allowing me to follow until I see a robed man, standing on a perch in front of a church bell observing the crowd. I remember thinking to myself “Who is that?” and then he vanished as the bell rang once more, pigeons scattering as if something disturbed them. My interest was peeking. The mysterious, robed man was now amongst the crowd pushing ever so gently through, steadily speeding up until he was just by the podium when he broke out into a furious run, killing a soldier with his crossbow, dodging an attack from another soldier then making a dramatic slow motion jump into the air, seamlessly gliding to his target, Right arm stretched out, left arm pulled back so his hand is lined up with his ear, and then a sound so beautiful yet so deadly, emanates from his left wrist, echoing in my brain, and then a blade is released ending his target. The crowd doesn’t know what’s happened before panic ensues. Soldiers appear from nowhere and the robed man has no choice but to run. Escaping in the streets, dodging people, then climbing up buildings and jumping from roof top to roof top, till eventually returning back to earth and blending with a group of monks. He disappears, never to be seen again.
The screen faded to black and I was then presented with a big white screen that simply said Assassins Creed. I shudder at the feeling I have, remembering what it was like to be completely blown away. I started a new game and you started to educate me in the ways of the assassins, explained that we battled Templars in order to keep humanity free from control. I was honored to have been part of that story. I shared in the pain and humiliation as Altair broke the creed, and was revoked of his assassin status, forced to climb the ladder again in order to redeem himself. I remember it well. I was there every step of the way. Every skill learned, I was there. Every targets life that was taken, I was there. Every Templar’s life that was extinguished, I was there. Every tedious flag that was collected, I was there. I witnessed the events that helped rebuild your assassins status, and I saw and heard everything about the ultimate betrayal. I saw and heard everything that his master was planning and I felt his pain inside. When the Piece of Eden was activated all those years ago, revealing a world familiar to me but not to him, I was there and more importantly I understood Altair’s confusion and bewilderment.
You also made me walk side by side with Desmond Miles, a person that everyone thought to be a nobody, but you showed me how special he truly was. What secrets and gifts he had to offer. Explaining the science to him and me about the Animus and how it works, how DNA memory is completely possible and you proved it to us too. You then introduced us to Lucy Stillman, an exceptionally talented individual who was as smart as they come and beautiful to. It was nice to know that we weren’t alone. That we had someone to look after us in case things got bad. But you had to give us the good with the bad. Warren Vidic, the Templar bastard that was intent on destroying our minds in order to obtain the locations of the Pieces of Eden.
Through out this adventure I fell in love with you. I appreciated what you tried to do and even defended you on internet boards. Nothing could or would change my mind on how special you truly were. That kind of love is not bought, or given, it’s earned. With that love came a deep trust between us, one that would never be broken.
I was there for it all, and I replayed the adventure a hundred times over.
Well fellow Assassins, we are here. We are together again after a brief period of peace. Our adventures have not being for the faint of heart. We’ve slit throats, punctured lungs, cracked skulls, severed arteries and have more than our fair share of fresh blood on our hands. Yet I find that more and more people are joining our cause. Shedding their fear, and standing up for truth. We’ve travelled to such beautiful places, met so many people that have affected our lives greatly. But sadly, that beauty is an illusion over shadowed by a bright crimson blood. As you all know, The Templars are on the verge of succeeding in their plan for world domination. Their satellite launches on 21 December 2012 but that’s the least of our worries. A terrible event is unfolding as we all harness our skills for the coming battle but if we’re not careful, there may not be a world left to save. According to Desmond a global disaster of epic proportions is already in motion. He’s the only who can save us now.
We’ve stood with Desmond every step of the way. We’ve watched him grow from just a barman to being one of the finest warriors we have ever had the fortune of knowing. We’ve witnessed some of history’s finest assassins thanks to Desmond and the animus. If not for him I doubt we would have been able to come so far. We just have a little bit further to go. Sadly we’ve also had our fair share of pain. Some of us here still feel the wound over Lucy’s death. We’ve spent nights trying to figure out how she could have done that to Desmond. I can only imagine how Desmond feels. But we cannot dwell on these emotions. I urge each and every one of you to focus on your mission. Desmond will need all the help that we can give him.
And so tomorrow I will be accompanying Desmond again as he relives yet another life from a Mohawk tribe member named Connor in the year 1773. We shall be exploring the frontier, early America and life under British rule. Yes, we will be witnessing events that lead to the American Revolution. We hope to uncover more information as time is running short. We will uphold the tenants of our creed even in this age of history. This is a daring part of our strategy if we are to succeed in our mission against Abstergo. I dare not wonder what will happen if we fail, there is so much at stake.
Time is short, I must go assassins. We must stand together, unite behind Desmond and may each ounce of blood we draw come from the blood of The Templars. May you all have a safe journey and come back in one piece. Honour our creed and remember that nothing is true and everything is permitted.
Attached is footage from the animus showing what we can expect from this era.
Peace be with you my brothers.
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I know its a been a while since i blogged about anything Assassins Creed lately but i was waiting for this video. It’s all good and well to speak about the weapons that Connor will use to bash Templar’s heads in, and even more good and well to hear about the location yet again. I don’t have much to add to this except…
HOLY CRAP, THIS FOOTAGE IS FREAKING AWESOME!!
I am so excited now after seeing this footage. The game play mechanics looks fantastic. The textures are thick and rich. The motion is fluid and the scenery is absolutely beautiful. Did I mention that you could hunt wildlife as well. In the trailer you see Connor reaching over a dead solider and right behind him is a big ass bear. Also when you’re running away from guards you see Connor jumping through an open window, over a desk and out another window.
I don’t have much to add. The trailer speaks for itself
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