Confessions of a Teenage Writer

I really just want to sleep or cry or just sit with Dylan or all of the above because I have to get up at six in the morning for PT and it’s not even nine yet but I’m already sleepy and that’s pathetic and I have two quizzes tomorrow for one of my Air Force classes and I have to study and all that jazz and it sucks because there’s so much I missed a whole week of classes last week and I have so much in all my classes and this is a run-on sentence and my writing professor would hate it.

That was a whiny rant.

Also, this is me declaring a hiatus from Tumblr and the Internet (minus Twitter, because I just can’t give that up) until I get caught up on all my classwork. I’m sorry, and I love you all, and I will miss you, but this is a time in my life where I really just need to focus on homework and Assassin’s Creed because the new game comes out in exactly three weeks and I have to play.

Please wait for me. <3

And we will park in this order with cars of these names.

Kelly: white vehicle named Leonardo’s Flying Machine

David: silver vehicle named Ezio

Me: dark grey vehicle named Malik

Gary: black vehicle named Desmond

And we will park in that order until the end of time.

And we will be invincible.

Because we are Assassins.

So many feels.

You guys don’t understand.

I legitimately almost started crying.

SO MANY FEELS.

SO MANY FEELS.

So last night I was struggling with this part of AC2 in which I have to climb aboard a ship and make an assassination without being detected by the dozen guards posted strategically against my convenience. I called it quits around eleven thirty and went to bed…

Where I had a dream about that same assassination. Except it was first person, me, and the Renaissance guards had been replaced with modern-day, burly, bouncer-type security guards.

It was a strange dream, indeed.

Yep, that’ll do.

Okay, I’m answering this hoping you all will bear in mind the fact that I have only played the first two games.

I honestly love the first game. It may be “primitive” compared to the developmental advancements in the second games and those thereafter, as far as abilities of the character and so forth, but it also seems to fit the time period, if you understand what I mean by that.

I am absolutely in love with Altaïr. He doesn’t seem to get nearly as much attention and publicity as Ezio, which kind of annoys me because he is an equally fascinating character. In my opinion, he may actually be even more intriguing as a character simply because we don’t have the facts and background about him that is provided in the second game in regards to Ezio. I know, I know, just wait until I get to AC:B and AC:R. I’m simply basing my opinions on what I have experienced from playing.

Also, apparently there’s an argument that the first game lacks plot development. Um, wrong! The first game is the cornerstone for setting up the rest of the series! Do you even realize how tedious and complicated it is to successfully inform readers/players of back stories and existing conditions? As a writer, I am proud to say that I have an inkling of how absolutely frustrating exposition is. Explaining the characters, the setting, the culture, the existing relationships, the structure, et cetera. Quite a pain. But I digress. In my humble but correct opinion (I stole that line from my best friend), anyone who thinks the first game doesn’t have a plot obviously isn’t paying attention.

Anyway, that’s my opinion of the first game! And don’t get me wrong, I still adore the second game, and I’m sure I will adore the others equally. However, I was asked to pick a favourite, and I did. :)

I SWEAR TO GOD THE MINSTRELS IN AC2 ARE WAY WORSE THAN THE BEGGAR LADIES IN AC