The only superstition I follow is a set of Solitaire superstitions that "determine" whether I win, so it's creative writing time!
... Not sure what I want to write about. Something funny? Serious? Deep?
Lucy Stillman was your average double agent for a group that had been involved in a war with another group for thousands of years and that was behind most major events in history since forever. She was, of course, smart, and she was very good at lying. At the same time, however, she was very kind.
Anyways, Lucy was your average double agent on a very important mission to retrieve information and a kidnapped person named Desmond Miles. Desmond had been a bartender before getting kidnapped. So after a very long time of having to spy around, she finally rescued herself and Desmond from the "evil" group and tried to get him to a safer location.
Unfortunately, they have both just been stuck in a room with various characters from other video games who are having a giant sugar high.
Lucy was really frustrated at the fact that the room had no doors. She sat in the corner fuming.
Desmond was standing around in the middle of the white room looking extremely bewildered and mellow, as usual.
An awesome person by the name of Alex Mercer was sitting on a couch screaming everything in caps, even though he wasn't mad.
A monster-thing named Pyramid Head was dragging around a gigantic sword unmenacingly while eating Scandinavian cookies topped with cream and fruit.
Kadar, who was a novice from the 12th century, was randomly there with his one-armed brother Malik (who was not a novice) even though Kadar was supposed to have been killed at some point...
Altair (who had inadvertently caused Kadar's "death" and Malik's loss of arm) was literally and figuratively bouncing off the walls because he had stolen and eaten all of Lucy's high-energy cookie bars.
Ezio, an Italian guy from Renaissance Florence, was trying to flirt with every moving thing in the room.
Out of nowhere, Leonardo da Vinci showed up, exclaimed, "How exciting!" and poofed out of the room, leaving everyone confused. A sad-looking Niccolo Machiavelli appeared in the same manner, asking if anyone had seen a effervescent young man just now.
Nobody knew what effervescent meant (except for Lucy who was still fuming in the corner), so they all said no.
All of a sudden, it was 2 o' clock in the morning, so everyone fell asleep and was mysteriously poofed out of the room. Finis.
(I do no own Assassin's Creed, Prototype, Silent Hill, or any of the original characters mentioned.)
Interesting story - stay on topic, however, to receive credit for you blog entry.
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