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"World's Apart" Part 1
{500 YEARS AGO...}
Ah crap- Looks like Maroon made a mistake
Silver and Maroon belong to me
Edit: I made some changes to the faces :P
Cats!!! CATS EVERYWHERE-!!!
Fun fact! Some humans fall in the void as well, most end up injured but luckily no one died.
A lot of humans took a liking to the gang thanks to the fact that the Starscreams helped them :D The overall favorite seems to be Jasper since he seemed to be the least intimidating out of the three XD
Though they do like to bother Silver a lot just cause he reminds them of an tired but fun uncle. Maroon’s the designated napping spot for the humans since he’s really warm.
Huh? Where did the blood go?? Eh whatever, probably nothing :V
Jasper belongs to me :D
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
(Some context on why Jasper is so angry at Shockwave :P)
Jasper does not like Evil Dad Shockwave—not in the slightest—especially after Shockwave starts rambling about what he wants to do with his Bumblebee.
[Thank God Empurata Bee and Evil Shockdad never met, cause that would be a disaster :V]
(Jasper is not gonna allow another Empurata Bee to exist, not if he has any say in it)
(Though what he says doesn't really matter now does it? :)
Evil Shockdad Shockwave belongs to @pritong-baboy
Empurata Bee belongs to @yuukirita
Jasper, Silver and Maroon Starscream belongs to Me :D
VOP!! :D (Jasper forgot that Starlight isn't used to being teleported LOL). Sorry about the blood there Starlight!!
It looks like this isn't the first time Silver and Maroon have had a 'talk' :)
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Uh oh, wonder what Maroon is up to...
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
“Breaking the cycle”
Have a sketch idea of a scene lol
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
(Decided to try colouring them in black and white, kinda enjoyed it)
Maroon and Silver just watched "Fire in the Sky". Maroon has acquired new blackmail material.
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Maroon is not impressed with the newcomer. Jasper is feeling a sense of deja vu, and Silver just wants everything to be normal for one day.
(Sorry Silver. That ain't happening :P)
It looks like Maroon has some news to say about Starlight
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Oh hey! Welcome back, Maroon!!
Jasper is just vibing (where did he get the popcorn?? He has no idea, but hey! Jasper ain’t complaining about free snacks)
Silver is so so done about these two
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
This is why Silver and Maroon don't let Jasper near Starscream Au's, he has too much fun 'helping' them 'let it out'
Though Maroon does find it entertaining, Silver is way too tired to deal with the tantrum that will follow
Starlight Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Crack Quotes for Starscream Crossovers
G1 Starscream: Remain CALM! *slaps Tfp Starscream multiple times*
——//——
G1 Starscream: I have a bad feeling about this...
Tfa Starscream: What do you mean?
G1 Starscream: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?
Tfa Starscream: No?
Tfp Starscream: That actually explains so much.
—-//-/
Tfa Starscream: All of your existences are confusing.
Tfp and G1: How so?
Tfa Starscream: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to any of you upsets me.
——:://—/
Tfa Starscream: My toxic trait is that I truly believe I could win a fight against anybody if I was mad enough. You might have the strength and size, but I have the pure, unfiltered rage.
://///——:://
Tfp Starscream: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.
///::::///
G1 Starscream: Isn't it amazing how I can feel so bad and still look so good?
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Tfp Starscream: Why did you guys dress up as each other for Halloween?
Tfa Starscream: G1 Starscream is the scariest thing I could think of!
G1 Starscream: Tfa Starscream told me I should pick the dumbest costume possible.
Tfp Starscream: I’m surrounded by morons….
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G1 Starscream: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.
Tfa and Tfp Starscreams:……That’s true for all for us idiot-
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G1 Starscream: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?
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Tfa Starscream: I learned a valuable lesson from this.
Tfp Starscream: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lesson you actually should’ve taken away…
Tfa Starscream: DEATH ISN’T REAL AND I AM BASICALLY GOD!
(He’s gonna regret that sentence)
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Tfp Starscream: I am strong! I beat G1 Starscream at arm wrestling!
Tfa Starscream: Anyone can beat G1 Starscream at arm wrestling!
G1 Starscream: Hey-
::::://////———
G1 Starscream: It has become increasingly obvious!! I can deny it no longer!!
*Stands next to Tfa and Tfp* I am small
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G1 Starscream: I wish I was a dinosaur.
Tfp Starscream: Why? Cause they're big and scary?
G1 Starscream: Because they're dead.
———-:,)——-
Tfa Starscream: What? I'm not aggressive!
Tfp Starscream: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?
Tfa Starscream: Survival of the fittest, bitch.
"After meeting so many versions of the yellow bug, I became used to the fact that most versions cannot speak...I didn't think the universe would be cruel enough to take away more..." - Jasper (My G1 Starscream)
Jasper meets Empurata Bee for the first time...He is conflicted about what to feel about E! Bee's fate...
Empurata Bumblebee belongs to @yuukirita
Jasper belongs to me!
It looks like Starlight is finally about to get some answers about how he got here! Hopefully, the glitch won't affect him TOO much
Starlight! Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
{SILVER USES COMMUNICATE!!}
Hopefully, things will turn out okay before Starlight fully glitches, we wouldn't want that now, do we? ;)
Starlight! Starscream belongs to @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Welp!! Look who is awake! (At least we know that he's functioning...?)
The gremlin attacking Silver (My TFP Starscream) is none other than;
Starlight! Starscream, he belongs to @barbie--art
And hey!! It looks like the Starscreams have been learning some human curse words! Neat :D
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Oops!! Turns out, landing in the void isn't exactly a fun experience huh, Starlight :D
(I'm still figuring out how to draw TFP :,)
Starlight! Starscream belongs to: @barbie--art
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
It looks like Maroon (TFA STARSCREAM) has been looking for the new Starscream, huh? I wonder why?
(The Starscream that appears here belongs to @barbie--art )
Silver, Jasper and Maroon Starscream belong to me!
Context: G1 Megatron sent Starscream to get this tape in hollywood to get rid of their crimes (like thats going to do anything) and Starscream did get it! Problem is; Hollywood has backup tapes
So when Megatron found out that Starscream ‘failed’ to get the tapes…he ripped out his throat…I wish I was joking
((TFA and TFP will NEVER let this go, they will torment him with this fact for the rest of his life lololol)
STARSCREAMS
TFA: *complaining about Megatron* -The only good thing he has going for him is his flight- and even THAT is atrocious-
TFP: *Nodding along*
G1: Flight? Your Megatron can fly??
TFA:...? Yes?
TFP: So's mine. Why? Can your Megatron not fly?? What's his alt mode? A tank??
G1: No, a GUN
TFA AND TFP:......A-a gun...???
G1: *Nods*
TFP:....Wait...how does that work..??? Can he shoot himself???
G1: No
TFA: Can he move??? Like- at all??
G1: No
TFP:...So..what's the point?? not like anyone can use him if he turns into a gun given his overall height and weight-
G1: He shrinks
TFP:...he...shrinks? As in- into a normal-sized gun???
G1: *Nods*
TFP:...How does that even work-?!
TFA:...The more I hear about your universe the more I'm thankful that I don't live in it....
(You can tell when I started becoming lazy lolololol)
Altair needed a break from his demons lol.
Ladybug: And that's how my Lucky Charm works! After that, all the damage that was done, is repaired to how it was before.
Altaïr: fascinating.
Silly crossover 🙃
Altair is unfortunately stuck with Alastor for a little while.
Altair’s advice: don't go making deals with demons...
I don't watch Murder Drones, but your SCP/Murder Drones crossover intrigues me. Elaborate. *Strokes my very fancy beard fancily*
SCP Murder Drones AU Crossover!
So, I've been wanting to talk about this for a LONG while. However school needed to be done at the time. But now that I'm done with High-School I can now put my focus on other projects! So let me explain.
\/ read more here \/
It all started with the company JCJenson (In SPAAAACEE!), a company set on mining exoplanets for their resources, with the help of Worker Drones. The Worker Drones worked under the humans for their parent company. Of course, the SCP Foundation had gotten wind of the company and had decided to partner alongside the company before any other anomalous organization did. The SCP foundation offered JCJenson protection from anomalous space threats and some of their anomalous robotics research. In return, JCJenson would offer the foundation some of their unoccupied exoplanets for containment and research preposes and some of their Worker Drones to help around the foundation. Ever since then, the foundation has been able to make trips through space and were able to further their research while JCJenson continued as normal. That is, until one of the exoplanets that the foundation occupied, Anomalous 322 had an Exoplanet wide containment breach on the Anomalous 322. This exoplanet wide containment breach had caused almost all human life to be wiped off the exoplanet, some say the remaining humans underground were turned into zombies by scp-008 in the more deeper underground labs of tbe buildings they had built on Anomalous 322. leaving on the Worker Drones and scps on the exoplanet to roam free with both sides have agreed to live in peace, making sure no word of their freedom was brought back to the foundation.
However, under unknown reasons, a message was sent back to the 05 council about what had happened on Anomalous 322. The person or thing that sent the message was unknown, but what the Foundation did know, was that they needed to send a team of MTF Beta-7 and MTF Gamma-4 to go deal with the exoplanet wide breach. Unfortunately, once the teams had reached the planet not two days later, the Foundation had lost contact with the teams. Thinking of other options to deal with the matter, the 05 Council were debating about sending MTF Last Hope to deal with the matter, until they had received a message from their partners, JCJenson about the matter. JCJenson had told the Foundation about a similar situation with one of their exoplanets Copper 9, and suggested that they offer to send them blueprint for their new latest "special" kind of Drones.
Disassembly Drones. The foundation happily excepted, wishing them luck with their own exoplanet fiasco, and the foundation got to work. During tge middle of planing and creation of the new team of Disassembly Drones, who would be However, one of the members of the project team to create these Disassembly drones suggested they put their own little twist on the Disassembly Drones. If it was anomalous that they would also be dealing with, they would need more than just disassembly to be required on the matter. They also required containment. So they began some experiments with the Drones, until one idea was thrown amongst the foundation to use the minds and abilities of a few of their SCPs to help deal with the breach on the exoplanet. At first denied by the Ethics committee, it wasn't approved until a sudden change in goal among the 05 council was discussed. The concuil concluded that a team of scps would be selected to have their minds and powers placed into the new Disassembly Drones, which now renamed Containment Drones. The team would be known as MTF Disassembly Require. The three scps that were selected were scp-682, scp-076, scp-054, scp-079, and scp-049. These three chosen scps would be sent out to exoplanet Anomalous 322 and recontain the breached anomalies. . .
They were supposed to recontain them
...
But now... They have been given a whole new objective.
-New objective Downloading. . .
-Disassemble all life: ^Code:05-3_
Previously on...
Assassin's Creed
Lost in Modern Ages
Now on with the show!
Leonardo: ... *moves the mask around a bit to get a better look* fascinating... I have never seen any comedy mask like this before!
New York, somewhere hidden in the city is the assassin's creed household. In the house, Leonardo Da Vinci is currently studying and observing SCP 035, who had almost succeeded in turning Jacob into another one of his temporary hosts. While Jacob himself is currently pouting and is covered in bruises from Shaun and Desmond tackling him down into the rubble of an old Venice house. Trying to stop him from putting SCP 035 on his face. Shaun and Desmond stand by Leonardo while he observes the mask (with safety tongs of course). While Evie and Ezio are trying their best to console Jacob from the incident that had taken place. Some of the others watch intently as Leonardo tries to get a better understanding of the possessive mask.
Shaun: you can say that again...
Evie: come on Jacob.
Jacob: *huffs and turns away from Evie*
Evie: Jacob I said I was sorry! I didn't actually, believe you were being serious.
Jacob: well I was!
Ezio: come now amico, you can't be mad at your sister forever.
Jacob: bet!
Evie: *sighs*
Malik: so explain to us why this *does air quotes* "possessive mask" tried to get Jacob to wear it, exactly?
Connor: ya cause this thing... looks cursed.
Shaun: right. Desmond you wanna give this one away or-
Desmond: ya I got this one. *clears throat* Ok so basically the possessive mask, better known to the foundation as SCP-035, is a possessive mask that requires a human or humanoid-like host, organic or not so long as it has a humanoid face shape, it will possess the body and will essentially cause the original person to go brain dead and well dies.
Shaun: Once then, he'll take over that body and talk through it with his voice, he'll sometimes take on the traits of those he possesses, going as far as to even know every bit of information and memory that the person had when they were alive. And-
Rebecca: and he knows everything about the human brain and mind so this guy knows how to talk you into doing anything he wants you to do. He also has telepathic abilities as well.
Shaun: . . .
Desmond: . . .
Rebecca: what? Come on you guys, you think you are the only ones who are into this stuff?
Arno: Uh... so wait- hold on so, why choose Jacob as a host?
Jacob: because I'm awsome-
Shaun: probably because he was the easiest out of all of us there to be persuaded into putting him on.
Jacob: Hey!
Edward: So that mask can talk too?
Desmond: ya- well kind of.
Edward: if that mask can talk, then why isn't it talking?
Shaun: surprisingly, I have no idea. Usually this thing loves to talk.
Maria: You also mentioned something about a foundation. What kind of foundation are you refuring to?
Desmond: The SCP foundation.
Alexios: s.c.p?
Desmond: Secure.
Shaun: Contain.
Rebecca: Protect.
Desmond: We die in darkness so you may live in the light-
Connor: Wait, wait! ... that kind of sounds like our saying...
Arno:... What?
Connor: You know. The whole, "We work in the dark to serve the light." That phrase.
Jacob: I SAY WE SUE THEM-
Ezio: ya wait- HEY! They completely stole our phrase and just re-worded it!
Desmond: I-... Huh, I never noticed that before.
Aveline: OK can we get back to the foundation thing! Desmond, continue please.
Desmond: Right, well they're the main goal is to contain anomalies as a way of protecting humanity from the danger some of them possess, and to study and research them and how they work, as well as keeping the normalcy of the world.
Shaun: living or Object.
Rebecca: or just weird phenomenons that happen.
Jacob: secure, contain, protect ... Ok I'll give them this... That's a cool acronym! Why can't we do something like that!?
Bayek: Because we never needed one.
Edward: well ya but it be really nice to have one.
Alexios: The Templars have a name to brand themselves and make money why can't we?
Ezio: they have point.
Aya: we're not get an acronym for the creed.
Jacob: well why not!? We could brand ourselves and make cash!
Connor: I'm fine with how we have creed as it is.
Jacob: Oh Connor! You silly, silly, man... acronyms are cool if you know how to do it right. Makes you stick out.
Malik: exactly why we don't need one.
There is an eerie, echo of mocking laughter that fills the room, sending shivers down everyone's spine, as everyone slowly starts turning their attention to the mask still being held in the tongs Leonardo was using to hold it.
035: "My your all quite the delight to be around~. Talking about the most simplest off topic things then make it a big deal out of it the deeper you go. It's quite amusing really~."
Leonardo nearly drops the tongs he was using to hold the mask, just bearly catching them in time.
Desmond: alright @$$hole what's your game here?
035: "Aw~ can't we just have a nice chat? I am a people person after all."
Jacob: screw you! You nearly turned me into a walking corps for you to pilot!
035: "Touché now aren't we?"
Maria: ok... this is just getting werid even for us.
Malik: agreed.
Shaun: Don't even think about trying to mind control us either.
Rebecca: ya! We're elite b@#$, you can't touch us.
035: "I can see that. Many of you in the room currently each have the gift. The gift of the ancient Isu race. It would be a challenge... but who doesn't like a good challenge? Isn't that right Leonardo. Ah how good it is to see such a now famous face."
Leonardo: we've... met before?
035: "oh yes! 1487, you were invited by some of the richest Nobleman in the country of Italy to have one of you paintings displayed in an art gallery. I ran into when you were looking at some of the other art pieces inside. I recognized one of your works and complmented you on it. Remember?"
Leonardo: *nervously chuckles* I think you have the wrong painter, cause I would have certainly... remember. . .
Ezio: ... Leo?
Leonardo: . . .
Desmond: Uh Leonardo?
Leonardo: . . . *gently puts the metal tongs down onto the table and walks over behind Ezio, only to stare blankly at the mask in horror* . . . I remember you now.
Jacob: Wait! Wait! Hold up! So you have, actually met this family mask!?
035: "indeed he has! You know, Ezio your friend here was quite different from all the ither artist I meet that day. He's Cheerful, optimistic, smart, well rounded, open minded, greatly empathic and expressive, and very curious man by nature. He did actually almost uncovered my secret during our talk, that was how curious of a man you were. But Leonardo is also a chronic procrastinator, and very easily distractible. If I hadn't pointed out one of the paintings to you had done, Hehe, you might have actually uncovered my secrect long ago.
Ezio: Hey-! Wait... how did you know my-
Shaun: he can read minds Ezio, remember?
Leonardo: Mio dio...
035: That's my name! Well the name I prefer to be called by.
Malik: Dio?
035: Well actually it's more of D y o. Greak name. Ah the greaks and the Roman empire, such a marvelous time to be alive then. Right Alexios?"
Alexios: oh indeed it is! Quite a beautiful place!
Arno: Don't fuel the fire Alexios! It's trying to get inside your head by feeding you complements!
Shaun: Wait so were you actually made by greak Gods or-
Desmond: Shaun, buddy come on we've been over this. I still think he's secretly the black lord of Alagadda.
Shaun: yes but how on earth does Alagadda line up with the bits and pieces of information the foundation has on him so far?
Desmond: he's a big @$$ lier Shaun! You can't believe ever word that comes out his mouth.
Shaun: true but-
Connor: OK! Are we done here!?
035: "nope! And please you two do keep talking. I rather like this little side conversation about me~."
Jacob: f@#$ you.
035: "Aw~ is someone still mad about me?"
Jacob: yes!?!?
035: "Well I guess that makes two of you then."
Desmond: uhm, two?
035: "Yes, isn't that right... Kassandra."
Everyone in the living room turned and looked up to see Kassandra standing their with face of anger spread across it, lookimh stright down at the mask. Her staff of caduceus in her hands.
Alexios: sister?
Kassandra: . . . What. The hell. Is that damn maks. . . Doing in our house!?
🎭🦅
There will be more 😉
Stay tuned for the next part 👌
Assassin's creed Lost in Modern Ages
Crossover (SCP Foundation)
September 13, 1478 Venice
It was a cool night in Venice many of the citizens have all retired to their beds after a long day. The streets were empty, with so few wandering the streets, drunks from inns, and thieves that hid in the shadows, while a handful of guards patrolled from the roofs then streets, on the night shift. However, one peculiar plague doctor seemed to be the only current occupant to roam the torch-lit streets of Venice with a cane in hand and his trusty medical bag in the other. After a long day of working to perfect his cure, he decided to find a place of rest, as much as it pained him, eventually, sooner or later, even his own body and mind needed to rest. Besides his work will still be there when he wakes.
His walk was quite peace full, as Venice had nice weather this time of year. The cooling calm winds and... the sound of running footsteps? The doctor heard what sounded like running leather boots clicking against tile roofing. The Doctor looked up to the roofs of the Venice buildings, but saw nothing, only hearing the sounds of the roof tiles clanking.
The sound grew closer as the Doctor stepped carefully along the dim-lit streets, keeping an ear to the sounds of clanking tiles, eventually stepping back a little close by a nearby alleyway entrance, not even realizing that his back was to it. That is until he heard something fall from the roofs above it. Swiftly turning his full body around, he saw someone in hooded robing falling from above the alleyway. This fall was... Quite the systematic one. First, the figure hit his side against a wooden railing of a someone's balcony- "broken rib" -then went falling stomach first onto a metal pole- "lost of oxygen and abdomen damage"- then finally lands back first into the side of a hay cart, no doubt damaging his center spine and the side of the cart that's side was smashed into bits by the figure's fall.
The figure in question groaned loudly in pain as he laid still, trying to regain breath. The Doctor slowly walked over to the figure, leaning down over him to try and get a better look at the damages. It seems this man had already gone through hell before the troublesome fall.
Not only was he pretty sure this man had a damaged spine, cracked rib- well rib(s) now that he has a better look at him. Two arrows lodged into his right shoulder and one in his left outer thigh, a large gash on the right side of his torso, (from a sword no doubt from the size) and to make this matter worse for the man, (at least what the doctor could tell from the visible lower facial features from his hood), his ankle looks like it's seen better days than this. How does he know this? Well, it doesn't take a medical degree to know that ankles... don't normally bend that way for a human.
His ankle probably was what caused the man to fall from the roof, to begin with now that he thinks about it. The Doctor tilted his head curiously at the fallen man, if anyone else was there to see it the man would look more bird-like in comparison. The man's chest was still rising and falling, indicating that he was still alive, which surprised the doctor greatly. Especially after whatever this man had just gone through, including the three-story fall from the rooftops and the harsh landing... By all logic this man should probably be dead by now from the fall... but no. He was still holding on by a thread, but only a thread.
There was something odd about this man. This man seemed to be one of the few handfuls of people who didn't carry the pestilence... but there was something else there... something he couldn't quite place... he had sensed this once before, in another patient once before... something within him... Something ancient. He also looked rather familiar to the doctor, but he wasn't sure as to why.
So many questions.
The doctor decided to take his doctor's stick and try to use it to gently wake the man from his coma. With a gentle poke to the man's hip, hoping that it was the least damaged spot on the poor soul. The man began to steer, as he moaned in pain. The plague doctor backed away slightly to give the man in the hood some space.
Ezio tried to sit up but was hit with both dizziness and nauseousness almost rejecting his launch right then and there. He quickly laid back down with pain stinging with his every movement. He dared not move, for everything felt like it was getting stapped at.
Plague Doctor(049): (in Italian) ah, sei una veglia ora. Are you alright? That was quite the nasty fall you had.
Ezio slowly began to open his eyes for the first time since the fall, as he turned his head slightly towards the sound of the voice that was speaking to him. He would have jumped if he wasn't in so much pain, but he quickly relaxed when he realized that it was just one of the many doctors around Venice.
Ezio: (in his head) (What conveyance. It's not Leonardo conveyance, but it will have to do... wait... did this doctor... not know who I am?) Ugh... do-
Ezio tried to speak but was quickly interrupted by the sounds of shouting guards. This quickly grabbed the plague doctor's attention, as he swiftly turned his beak'd face in the direction from where the yelling was coming from. There he saw four armed guards coming this way, yelling in Italian; "Assassino! Find him! Find the Assassino!".
... so that's why he looked so familiar. The fallen man that was laying in pain before him was the infamous, "Assassino" he's heard so much gossip and talk over, the hooded face of every wanted poster in Venice if not all of Italy. The injuries and arrows logged in his body like a pincushion was starting to make more sense now. He must have been running from the local guards but ended up getting overpowered by them, and no doubt from the rooftops to make the matter worse for the assassin.
Ezio could hear the guards shouting for him. He tried to inch his way into the haybale that was so close to him, but the pain was incredibly unbearable for him to even move. He knew how this story was gonna go, the doctor will surely recognize him now, call the guards over to them, the guards would arrest Ezio, and he'll end up in a deep pit of trouble for this. And right before his latest assassination too. Maybe he can try and convince the doctor to aid him?
Ezio: (in Italian) Signore-! *grunts and heavy breaths* per favore... help me... hide me from the guards- *grunts* I need a doctor.
The doctor thought for a moment. The man didn't have the pestilence, but he definitely, needed a doctor to aid him. Famous wanted assassin or not, he still needed the help of a medical professional. And who better qualified a doctor than the plague doctor himself?
The plague doctor nodded, putting his cane and medical bag aside against the alleyway wall, as he carefully and swiftly grabbed Ezio from under his armpits and dragged him into the large haystack pile from the broken cart. Making sure to hide every inch of his body in it, while making sure not to aggravate his injuries any further.
Once the task was done, he grabbed his cane and bag just in time, as he saw the guards rush up to him. Their weapons were drawn in his direction, nearly inches away from his body. Unfazed by this action, the plague doctor began to speak calmly to them.
Plague doctor: (Italian) Greetings gentleman. How may I help you?
Gaurd 1: Have you seen the Assassino?
Gaurd 2: we saw the bastardo run this way and then fall through here!
Guard 3: you better not be hiding him somewhere!
Gaurd 4: calm yourself fool! Now tell us where he is!?
Plague Doctor: Hm... Well I do believe I saw him crash right here *lightly gestures to the broken cart* and then limp his way, down the end of this street, *faces his head to the right* then made a sharp left at the end of those housings over there. *points to a far distance corner* His condition is poor, he shouldn't be too hard to find.
Guard 4: Heh! He better!
Gaurd 2: We made sure the assassino couldn't run for long.
Gaurd 1: good thinking with spraining his ankle!
Gaurd 3: of course! And with the fall he took, he certainly can not run long.
Plague doctor: clearly.
Guard 1: Scusi?
Plague doctor: will that be all from you gentlemen?
Gaurd 3: ... You better not be trying to trick us you- *raises his rapier at the doctor*
Guard 4: *pushes Gaurd 3's rapier down* easy there, we got the information we wanted. Besides... there's something... *gestures for all the guards to lean in together* *whispers* There's something rather... uncanny about this doctor...
They all looked over at the plague doctor, as he stared right back at them. The plague doctor's grey-blue eyes holding the gaurds stiffly in place.
Plague Doctor: ...
Gaurd 3: ...
Gaurd 4: . . .
Gaurd 2: ...
Gaurd 1: . . . Uhm- *clears throat* right then, uh- thank you signore, that will be all. Have a safe night.
They take their leave down the street glancing back at the doctor every now and then, as the plague doctor stood silently in place, watching them intently as they walked away. Once far enough they soon continued to speed down the street after the assassin.
The doctor sighed, as he began to gently retrieve Ezio out from under the haystack. Laying him upright against the wall.
Plague doctor: are you all right?
Ezio: *hisses in pain* still in pain, but great full. Grazie dottore, I would have been killed or tortured if not for you.
Plague Doctor: of course. Is that not what doctors are for? To aid the sick and dying. Though I suppose in your case, were rather close to.
Ezio: *chuckles bitterly* *pulls his hood down* That bad is it?
Plague Doctor: could be worse my boy.
The Assassino was rather... young. Maybe in his late 20s, from his rather young apreance now that the doctor has a more closer look at him.
Plague Doctor: You might want to loose some of your armor if I am to aid you more effectively.
Ezio: of course. *starts to remove only his more heavier armor leaving his assassin robes and shoulder pads*
Plague Doctor: *goes through his medical bag and starts shuffling through it* Rather young to be living such a thrill seaking life don't you think?
Ezio: *shrugs* not like I had a choice... why did you not turn me in?
Plague Doctor: *pauses* hm?
Ezio: when the gaurds were yelling for me... why didn't you turn me in? Would it not been the safer option? After all, I am the infamous assassino of Italy. A wanted criminal. A killer.
Plague Doctor: ... why like I said before. A doctor's job is to help the people in need from whatever it is that they are suffering from. That includes those who aren't exactly, perfect angels.
Ezio: *chuckles* that's how it goes.
The plague doctor began pulling out what he needed from his medical bag, and began working on Ezio's ankle first. Slowly and carefully the Plague Doctor removed Ezio's leather boot off and started to Lightly touch the twisted ankle to assess the damage done to it. Ezio flinched and hissed at the lightest pressure applied to it.
Well this means the boy might not like what the doctor has to do to fix this...
Plague Doctor: *looks at Ezio with a serious look* you might want to bite down on something.
Ezio: . . . *nods* *takes off his lone glove and puts it in his mouth* *muffled* ready.
Plague Doctor: *nods* just one little readjustment and- *quickly shifts the ankle back into place*
Ezio: *muffled yell* AAAH! *hisses and tears up a bit* . . . Ow...
Plague Doctor: there we are. * pulls out some lavender sented paste and rubbed some of it onto the ankle before carefully wrapping up the ankle* The worst of it has been taken care of. The rest should come easy.
Ezio: *groans* *muffled* glade to hear...
The Plague Doctor began to work his way up from the ankle to the other injuries. He began removing the arrow from his outer thigh and patching up the wound, next he sowed up the large gash on his torso side, then got to the other two arrows stuck in his shoulder.
The assassin was lucky that his armor kept the arrows from piercing his skin any deeper. The plague doctor then took care of what he could from the outside for the ribs and back before finally bandaging the rest of his ribs in place.
Plague Doctor: there we go. With out the aid of surgery, I'm afraid all I can offer is out of body treatment for the broken ribs and back. However some simple rest should help heal both with time-
Ezio: *muffled* No! *takes the glove out his mouth and puts it back on* I have important business to take care of tomorrow, that requires me to be in top physical shape. I can not wait that long for me to make a full recovery.
Plague Doctor: hmm... There is... maybe something I could do that might be able to boost your body's recovery time... However, it is experimental and I have yet to find a suitable subject who's willing to test it and showed me any useful results other than... the usual results.
Ezio: hm... we'll I guess you're in luck Doctor. *slowly sits up a bit* I'll be willing to test it.
Plague Doctor: *perks up a bit* really? Your more then willing to test my new concoction?
Ezio: Sì. If it means I'm healed up quicker, then I'm more then willing. For much is at stake tomorrow.
Plague Doctor: Marvelous! I'll prepare it at once!
Ezio: Bene, the sooner I can move again the sooner I can get back to what I need to do.
Plague Doctor: of course, my boy! *begins to excitedly shuffle through his bag for everything that he needed*
The plague doctor pulled out two glass vials and a syringe. one of the viles was full of a mysterious black liquid substince and the other seemed to be half full with some kind of red liquid with a light shimmer to it. Ezio watched intently as the plague doctor stuck the needle into the vile with the back substince, filling it up only half way, before moving onto the other vile and only taking a small quarter of the red shimmery liquid.
The plague doctor then turned over to Ezio.
Plague Doctor: I will need a bit of your blood inorder for this to work.
Ezio: *nods* do what you must, Doctor.
Plague Doctor: *nods* lend me your arm.
Ezio: *lifts up his arm to the Plague Doctor*
Plague Doctor: You'll only feel a small pinch. *carefully sticks the syringe into the inside of Ezio's elbow*
The doctors fills the rest of the syringe with Ezio's blood as he takes the needle out and let's the three liquids mix together, creating a more shimmery lighter black liquid color.
Ezio: *puts his arm back up for the Doctor*
Plague Doctor: *chuckles* I appreciate the dedication, but that won't be necessary.
Ezio: huh? *confused*
Plague Doctor: inorder for this to have any possible chances of succeeding. The injection must be inserted into you back, specifically the spinal cord.
Ezio: I see... *takes a deep breath in and out* ... *carefully moves towards the plague doctor and turns around*
Ezio lifted up the back of his robes revenge his bare, scarred, back, sitting up as straight as he could.
Ezio: ready.
Plague Doctor: Bene. *takes the syringe and carefully injects the liquid in Ezio's upper spine, just under the neck joint and right on one of Ezio's nerve line*
Ezio: Gah!
Ezio would have flinch but for a moment he couldn't move, it wasn't untill the syringe was removed that Ezio regained his ability to move again.
Plague Doctor: *starts to quickly put away his things and pulls out a leather-bound journal* Do you mind if I write down the effects that this new cure has on you?
Ezio: Effects?
Plague Doctor: Of course, after all I did say this concoction was new. So, how do you feel?
Ezio: hm... we'll I feel fine-
Ezio was cut off, as he begain to feel strange. The injected area of his spinal nerves felt like they were on fire, slowly traveling down his back into the rest of his bones. Ezio grit his teeth, but even them, his teeth left like they were set a flame.
Ezio: Grr- but now I feel like my whole skeleton is on fire!
The Doctor quickly jotted down Ezio's sudden reaction in his leather-bound journal. Careful observing the effects the liquid mix has on Ezio.
The burning felt like it was getting worse as Ezio did his best to keep silent less the gaurds hear him and come back for them. Ezio's body suddenly started to shake like it was cold, even though his body felt like it was lit a blaze.
The Plague Doctor could only watch and observe. Already he didn't seem pleased with the effects.
Plague Doctor: ... (oh no. It seems the results will be the same again with this one. First the burning feeling in the bones, the uncontrollable chill like shaking-)
Ezio: *quickly breathing*
Plague Doctor: (quick and short breaths... then-)
Ezio: *breathing slows down before slowly starting slouch back*
Ezio's body stopped shaking and began to slouch against the alleyway wall, unmoving.
Plague Doctor: ... hm? usually they vomit the sryum out before passing... *sighs* *closes his journal* it would seem this one was nothing more, but a repeated reaction as the other specimens. Though I suppose the, not vomiting, was somewhat of a change... a poor young soul... though his passing was not left in vain, for it was for the good o-
Ezio: *groans* uh... *sits up fully and rubs the back of his neck*
Plague Doctor: *perks up in surprise* . . . mon Dieu... he's alive?
Ezio: *stretches* Uhg... did... did the medicine work?
Plague Doctor: *slowly stands up grabing his Doctor's cane and offers it to Ezio* only one way to find out my boy.
Ezio: ... *slowly reaches to take the plague doctor's cane*
Using the cane as leverage, Ezio pulled himself up using the Plague Doctor's cane and letting his hurt ankle take the first step on solid ground. Ezio winced for a moment expecting to feel pain, but the pain never came. Ezio straightened his posture as he handed the cane back to the plague doctor.
Ezio took a few small steps in place and began rolling some of his joints around, testing them, hardly believing what had just happened.
Plague Doctor: *smirks (if he visbly could)* Now, how do you feel?
Ezio: I feel... I feel... *unsheaths his sword and begins lightly spinning it around with his wrist motion only*
Ezio then proceeded to practice swing the blade at the air, before flinging it into the air, almost like the blade weighed nothing to him at all. Ezio almost with sharp pursition, catching it with just his his index and middle finger like it was a throwing knife.
Ezio: I feel like a whole new assassino! *chuckles* *re-sheaths his sword*
Plague Doctor: The boost effects of my cure seem to have kicked in rather quickly. *opens his journal again and starts writing things down* You have truly impressed me assassino.
Ezio: please, call me Ezio. You have earned my trust Doctor on this one. I can not thank you enough for this- cure. You call it? That you have given me. The boost effects are greatly impressive.
Plague Doctor: of course, Ezio. *puts his journal back into his medical bag* For my cure, is most effective.
Ezio: effective indeed. *flexes his hand joints* ...
Ezio starts shuffling through his pouch, pulling out a small pouch handing it over to the Plague Doctor. The Doctor took the small pouch, opening it to reveal a good amount of Florins with in the pouch. The doctor looked at Ezio with confusion, as he tilted his head.
Ezio couldn't help but compare the doctor's current look to a that of a crow. The plague Doctor then handed the money back into Ezio's gloved hand.
Plague Doctor: This is quite the portion of Florins. I could not except this I-
Ezio: I insist. For everything that you have done for me this day, for not just saving my life, but the many lives of Venice. You've earned this.
Plague Doctor: you testing my sryum was more than enough of a thank you.
Ezio: *sighs and put the Florins back on his pouch* Then my I at least walk you to your place of residency? Ro make sure you get home safe?
Plague Doctor: that will not be necessary. For I haven't settled in one spot for a very, long time.
Ezio: you travel?
Plague Doctor: indeed. For I have traveled over many places in Eroup, to eradicate a deadly disease, better known as, the pestilence.
Ezio: (does he mean the bubonic plague?) Hm... well if that is the case, then my I at least settle you to an inn? I know one of good quality that I stay in every now and then.
Plague Doctor: sí, I would appreciate that very much, thank you.
Ezio: it is no trouble doctor.
Ezio escorted the plague doctor to one of the Inns in Venice. Letting the inn keeper know that the plague doctor would be staying and to treat the man well.
Inn keeper: of course, Assassino! After saving my business, I'd be more then happy to aid you I anyway I can!
Ezio: Bene, Grazie! Take good care of this man while he is here. *pats the plague doctor's shoulder* you will be in good hands here doctor.
Plague Doctor: Grazie, assassin. I hope our paths my cross again in the future.
Ezio: as do I.
The inn keeper hands the plague doctor the keys to his room where he'll be staying in. The two begin walking towards the stair case when Ezio stops them for a moment.
Ezio: oh uh, one last thing before I take off.
Plague Doctor: what is it, Ezio?
Ezio: got any poison? I've been meaning to restock but, got turned around a bit, as you probably know why. *scratches the back of his head*
Plague Doctor: *nods* of course. *shuffles through his back and pulls out a small bottle of poison* will this suffice?
Ezio: Bene! Thank you. *takes the poison and stores it away* are you sure you don't need any flo-
Plague Doctor: *waves his hand a bit dismissively* no need my boy, as I had said before that you testing my latest cure was good enough of a thank you.
Ezio: very well then. I wish you safe travels Doctor.
Plague Doctor: and I wish you luck as well, Ezio.
Ezio: *smiles and waves goodbye before heading out of the Inn*
The plague doctor begins walking up the stairs to find his room in the Inn. Once the plague doctor finds and unlocks his room door, he opens it and walks into the room. He began setting his things down when he noticed something sparkling from his windowsill from the corner of his eye. He turned and walked over to get a better look at what it could be. He was then met with what looked to be a small leather pouch full of Florins inside as well as a note on top of it. The Doctor picked up the pouch with one hand then took out the Note from the pouch to read it.
It read as follows.
To the doctor, thank you for the service you have done for me this night. You have saved many more lives then just mine. I hope these Florins help you well enough on your journey.
From, Ezio.
The doctor snorts a bit. A stubborn boy. He thinks to himself. Something told the doctor that the assassin would be just fine on his own journey. He took a glance around to see Ezio was still somewhere around, but saw no one along the empty streets. Seeing as finding the assassin to bring the money back would be a fruitless task. He is most likely hiding no doubt, because the plague doctor could still sense a familiar presence somewhere close by. With the shake of the head the doctor went to go put the given Florins into his medical bag, then walked back to the window to close it shut.
Ezio watched as the plague doctor closed his room window, smiling as he went off to Leonardo's place to rest for the night. He had a big day tomorrow, and he had one heck of a story to tell Leonardo in the morning at breakfast.
Welp! I hope you enjoyed this mini crossover of Assassin Creed and The SCP foundation! I have actually been proofing and rewriting it for some time now, I do hope you guys enjoyed it!
Stay safe and see you in the next post! 👋 🌙
Some where inside an abandoned building in Venic.
Jacob: ...
Jacob is holding what looks to be an old white porcelain comedy mask that seems to ooz a bit of black slug from the mouth and eye holes.
Jacob: . . .
035: "hey. Hey you."
Jacob: *looks around for a moment before looking back at the mask* ?
035: "ya you, what other dashing good looking gentleman in a top-hat would I be talking to?"
Jacob: *shrugs*
035: "hey, you know what you should do?"
Jacob: what?
035: "try me on, trust me. With me by your side, those templars in London won't stand a chance."
Jacob: uh... I don't know... your oozing a lot... wait how do you know about the templar-
035: "oh come on~ we'll make a great team, trust me. Don't you want to prove to your sister you have good ideas."
Jacob: I guess?
035: "Then this is your greast idea of putting me on."
Jacob: that wasn't- ... was it?
035: "ya don't you remember?"
Jacob: wait now I'm really confused...
035: "just put me on, Rook."
Jacob: . . . Evie!
Evie: *from a far, look around the building* What Jacob?
Jacob: Uhh- I found this... weird... creepy, porcelain, comedy mask!
Evie: Cool, maybe we can bring it with us for study.
Jacob: also it's uh... oozing black goo and I'm having a strong urge to put it on my face.
Desmond and Shaun who are near by over hear this and turn to look at each other for a moment before turning around to see the said porcelain mask that Jacob is currently holding.
Desmond: . . .
Shaun: . . .
Evie: oh Ha, Ha, very funny Jacob, but we don't, have time for your little hijinks today.
Jacob: *is inches away from putting the mask on his face* Evie I'm not joking around... it's whispering things to me!
Evie: enough Jacob.
Jacob: Evie! it's whispering complements at me!!!
Desmond and Shaun: no- *start rushing over to Jacob* no no no NO NO-
Jacob: *is about to put it on* EIVE!!!
Evie: *turns around* WHAT-!?
Shaun and Desmond: NOOO- *both Tackle Jacob down to the ground while the porcelain comedy (now the tragedy expression) is sent flying into the air*
Lol yes Desmond and Shaun both now about the SCPs XD
Welp yes... I'm not dead.
School has been hard and I've been try my best to survive this year, getting closer and closer fo the dinsh line. Especially what's all been around the world... 🇺🇦
Thought I'd post something to lift some spirits up, and what better why then for our good old friend Jacob Frye to find a very suspicious porcelain comedy mask 🎭.
SCP 035 wiki here -> 🎭
Hope you guys liked this little SCP Assassin's Creed head Crossover headcannon! Stay safe and stay strong 💪 😎