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Happy birthday Altair!

WHOOPS! My finger slipped again!

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I drew a small picture of my plague girl again! 😆 XD

Yes I have a tick tock page go follow 👌

Memento mori

(Remember death)

Unus Annus

(One year)

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This is our finale goodbye...

(I might draw a better one later)

goodbye Unus Annus you gave us the best year that you could ever give us

#we were here

I am Wijdan, 43 years old, married, and my husband has been dead for nearly 8 years. I have 3 children: Hamza, 16 years old, Zakaria, 18 years old, and Israa, 24 years old. We were displaced about 12 times from one place to another and from one school to another, and in the end we are now in the tent in Mawasi Khan Yunis from Gaza Saadu. My family is able to obtain food, drink, food, clothing, transportation, and displacement from one place to another. Please, we need you. Help my children, they need you.

Can you donate please?

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I drew Bliant in the Don't Starve art style. Sorry if it isn't exactly like the art style, this is my first time doing a drawing in a different art style. 👌😎

How Altair deals with ghost

Altair: *in the living room reading* ...

From the table in the dinning room counter there was a small tin can just sitting there till a sudden force pushed it off the table.

Altair: hm? ... *sighs* Jacob frye- *gets up and walks over* if this is another one of your stupid jokes I-

No one was there.

Altair: ... *pick up the can and puts it back on the table* ... ok? *is about to walk back*

The can falls over again.

Altair: *quickly turns back around* hm!? ... *picks up the can again* ... what the hell? ... *puts it in the center of the table* ... stay. Now then- *turns around again to walk back* What!?

Once he turned around there was a stack of all the dinning room chairs in a pyramid formation in the middle of the living room.

Altair: . . . What the allaena is this? ... ok! Listen to... who ever the allaena is messing with me! I would kindly like to see you in person now! ...

No response.

Altair: ... ok then... hm... *smug grin* well I guess I'll just turn around and- *turns around* just walk on over to the kitchen- *turns swiftly back around* AH HA!

There is now a spirit standing before Altair.

Altair: . . . Oh wait, your an actual ghost? ... I thought you were Jacob or one of the others, who was doing all this.

Ghost: ...

Altair: well since your here, do you mind cleaning up the chairs-

The chairs are back where they use to be.

Altair: oh... you already put them back.

Ghost: ...

Altair: ok but listen, you still need to leave, I don't know if you know this all ready, but it isn't the day of the dead or Halloween yet so, why don't you go back to the grave you crawled yourself out of just to irritate me.

Ghost: ... *uses telekinetic powers to pull the can off the table and onto the ground*

Altair: and would you stop doing that! That isn't even scary! What kind of ghost-

Ghost: *is now holding a knife*

Altair: ... ok where did you even get that from?

Ghost: ...

Altair: that still doesn't scare me I hope you know that.

Ghost: *is now standing a bit closer to Altair still holding the knife*

Altair: look why are you even here? This isn't a Halloween store and it certainly isn't October yet, so leave.

Ghost: ...

Altair: fine you wanna stay? then go use you ghost powers to clean the kitchen or something.

Ghost: ... *pulls out a chair from the dinning room and moves it next to Altair*

Altair: .... your terrible at being a ghost, I hope you know that.

Ghost: *is now holding Altair's sword*

Altair: OK THAT'S IT! HEY! YOU KNOW THAT CLOSEST DEMON!?

Ghost: ?

Aaltair: You know one by the name of... JERRY!?

Ghost: . . . *has dropped Altair's sword*

Altair: oh that got your attention I see! Ya well he's my b@#$ now! Ya that demon takes orders from me now!

Ghost: *has moved farther away from Altair and close to the door*

Altair: where do you think your going?

Ghost: . . . *slowly reaches for the door handle*

Altair: *grabs a chancla and looks like he's ready to throw it* I WILL SEND YOU TO JESUS!

Ghost: . . .💧

Altair: ...

Ghost: . . . *tries to open the front door*

Altair: *Throws the chancla at the ghost*

Ghost: *Gets hit in the head with the chancla and falls unconscious to the ground*

Altair: ... Hey ghost guess what! Your now my b@#$ too! Don't f@#$ with me!

Desmond: *just witnessed the entire thing from the stairs* ... I thought you were an atheist?

Altair: Desmond at this point I stopped giving a sh*t, now help me clean up this mess. *walks over to the Kitchen*

Desmond: ... *looks down at the ghost* ... you shouldn't have f@#$ with him man.

Ghost: ...

This is why you don't mess with Altair... even if your dead.

I have one question, do you ever post any of your stories on archiveofourown?

No, though I have thought about posting my stuff on places like Fanfic.net, I have in my past used wattpad (before all the wack changes). I do know about the archive of our own and have used it to read some Assassin's Creed fanfics before... I think Maybe I should! I have tried wattpad but maaaaaan- that site has changed poorly in my opinion. Ads are a pain sometimes, but hey, maybe I can give it a try and make my own account on archive of our own so you guys can see some of the stuff I come up with in my brain 😁 and see how it goes.👌

Also thank you so much for ask! I'm always happy to chat with you guys whenever I can! 😁👍

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 💪 😎