Bliant Meets Anime!

The first Animation I've ever done and it was for a discord server rp XD

Hope you guys like it anyway 🤣👍

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Part 2?

It was now 3;37 at night, Connor was warm and snug in his bed asleep, Liberty and Silver were asleep by his bed, when suddenly something made a loud thunk sound at his window. Connor slowly woke up as another thunk came from his windowsill. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes wearing the bracelet that Aveline gave to him 3 hours ago at the bar, Connor looked over at his window and saw a small rock being thrown at his window. Unsure of who's doing this is and the reasoning behind it, he got up quietly to the window and looked down below to see someone leaving something at the front door and quickly make a dash out of the hidden hiding place of the assassin household. Connor was too exhausted to use his eagle vision to see who it was, and even if he did at this point, by the time he would have; the mysterious figure most likely would have already been gone by now. Debating in his tired mind whether he should go back to sleep and wait till morning or if he should take care of this now, and not have to worry about any of the others possibly getting jumped by whatever was left on their front door. He decided to check and see if it was just nothing, as he quietly and silently made his way through the hallway and down the stairs. He unlocked and opened the door to see that no one was there, but when he looked down, he saw a gift box on the ground.

Connor: hm? ... *picks up the box and takes a closer look at it*

The box was wrapped with wrapping paper and was neatly tied with a blue ribbon. Connor takes one last look around to see if the person was still around, but saw no one around, just cars moving past the hidden opening way.

Connor: ... *opens the box* huh!?

Inside the box was a miniature little wooden model of a ship. The ship had a small name carved on the back of it that read, Jackdaw. The name of his grandfather; Edward's ship. The ship seemed to be made from a similar color as the actual ship, or so he remembered from what Edward had told him. The sails seemed to be made from a soft, smooth cloth material.

Connor: What? ... who gave this to me? Hm?

At the bottom of the box was a small piece of paper. Putting the ship carefully on the ground, closely next to him he pulled out the piece of paper and read it quietly to himself as it read.

Connor: Happy Birthday son, Love Haythem...

Connor couldn't believe it, did his dad actually get him something for his birthday? And... did he made it himself? And how did he...

Connor: ... *looks down at the ship* ?

Connor put the box and note down for a moment and picked up the ship and saw something on the ship that he didn't notice beforehand, he saw three small familiar figures by the steering wheel of the ship as well as a small crank at the back of the ship.

Connor: ... *cranks the handle a bit before releasing it*

Connor made a quiet gasp as the ship began to play music and it wasn't playing just any music. It was playing low lands, a sea shanty that Connor has heard his grandfather sing to him before, Edward told Connor how he would sing it to Haythem and his half-sister as a child and now he sings to him and the rest family.

From afar Haythem watched as his son opened the box and pull out the little wooden ship.

Haythem: ...

Shay: did he open it?

Haytham: he opened it, he seems to be inspecting it now... what if he doesn't like it?

Shay: Oh I'm sure he'll love it sir, he is your son after all.

Haytham: yes well, we haven't exactly... seen eye to eye in many cases...

Shay: Well I'm sure he will spare you the trouble just this once.

Haythem: I do hope so...

Then faint music begins to play from the hidden passageway as both Haythem and Shay take a glance over to see Connor listening to the little ship's music. Haythem was surprised when he saw his son, smiling at the little ship and faintly hearing him hum along to the song that played.

Shay: see sir, he loves your gift.

Haythem: I guess you were right after all Shay.

Shay: of course master Kenway.

Haythem: and thanks again for agreeing to come out this late at night with me just to do this. I know it was rather impolite of me to drag you along with me, let alone at the risk of us getting caught by the other Templars.

Shay: of course sir, we've been through so much already. I couldn't possibly let you go alone at high risk such as this.

Haythem: I'm glad to have a good friend like you Shay.

Shay: of course, as well as having a son like yours of course. Now we best be off now before the other templars find out we gone and suck off without the permission of a modern Templar.

Shay began to walk towards the end of the block, Haythem was about to follow but took one last glance over at his son, as the song was coming to an end Connor noticed his father watching him from afar. Connor gave a small smile to him.

Connor: ... Thank you... Father.

Haytham: ...Happy Birthday, son.

Happy Birthday Ratonhnhaké:ton Kenway 🍰

Welcome back

Fly high ✈️

Decided to post one of my old drawing that I made a long time ago. I think some of you might have seen my character Flex Tech before.

hope you guys like this no line art 👍.

Soooo recently, I've gotten into good omens and uuuuh...

I'm in pain.

Misery, if you will.

I blame my friend @totetaube for this 🥲

Jacob: so Desmond I heard we were going on a trip for our next mission.

Desmond: ya.

Jacob: so we going by Train-

Desmond: no.

Jacob: ...why?

Desmond: you know very well why we're not going by train!

Jacob: uh... the same reason why we don't go by boat?

Desmond: ... ok half the reason.

Got bored and started experimenting with brush.

I ended up making this 😁

I have been given to much power at school as of late...

It concerns me greatly 😐

...

But I can't stop! It's too much fun!

🤣🤣🤣

(For really I hope you enjoyed this green screen video I did)

Don't tell SCP 049

Day 5

Scp 035 was in one of the foundation's lounge rooms, having a pile of different objects next to him, seeming to be putting something together in the center of the room.

035: hm... needs more black paint... *starts going through the pile of stuff*

From the wall behind him a black portal apears and out the portal come scp 106. Half of his body exits the portal as he watches 035 pull out a black spray paint can from the pile and spray paint whatever it is he made.

106: uh... what... the hell... is that? *points at whatever 035 is making*

035: oh this?

In front of 035 is scp 173, partly spray painted black and half a plague doctor's mask covering over where their mouth would be. There was also a black cloth tied around 173's neck, simulating that of a cloak and a hood.

035: Why, I'm making a temporary replacement for the doctor.

106: *raises brow* ... why?

035: well you see here Larry, it's just not the same doing fun and outgoing things when there isn't anyone around to tell you to not do those fun and outgoing things. So, I've come up with a temporary solution!

106: ... by replacing the doctor with 173 in his clothing?

035: yes well technically mimicry of his hide or skin or however it's called. But yes! Pretty much old chap!

106: ... *looks at the sculpture* .... *then back at 035* ... you are aware 173 doesn't, oh I don't know... talk!

035: he doesn't have to! That's the beauty of it, because sometimes the doctor gives me the silent treatment anyways!

106: Ok? ... so, how is he just... staying in one place anyway this whole entire conversation?

035: oh! Because Jay is still ducked taped onto the ceiling from a few days ago still. *he points to the ceiling where 049-J is*

049-J: *staring intensely at 173 and sweating profusely* . . . C-Can I stop now please?

035: unless you wanna die by neck breaking... keep. Your. Damn. Eyes on him!

049-J: oh bother...

106: oh ya forgot we did that...

035: ya. *fimshes the spray paint on 173* and done! *takes a step back to view his work* What do you think!?

106: *looks at 173*

173: ...

106: ... well now he just looks like a peanut with a beak on it dressed in black.

035: close enough! Now! We just-

Just then scp-096 came walking into the room his back hunched over to get through the door; a paperbag accompanying him over his head to keep everyone safe from triggering his rage state.

035: ah! Shy! You just in time to meet the temporary replacement doctor!

096: ? *looks over at 173* ...

173: ...

096: ...

173: ...

096: ...

049-J: *struggling to keep his eyes open* ugh- *blinks* uh oh!

173: *is now a foot closer to 096*

096: *whimpers loudly and shaking his head in fear* *starts back tracking out the door into a speed walk*

035: damn it, Jay! I said don't blin-!

035: . . .

Suddenly the power goes out as a voice over the intercom lets everyone know that the power to the light would be temporarily shut down and that everything would be ok so long as the scps were in their cells. Once the lights turned back on, 173 had disappeared from the room. Everyone in the room had gone silent.

106: ...

049-J: ... I didn't do it!

035: ah crap.

The alarms then start to go off as the intercom changed to a voice of calm to panic.

Intercom: "Attention scp-173 has escapes containment! Currently it's uh- ... A-Am I reading this right? Uh... Currently dressed up as a... plague doctor?"

106: ...

035: ...

049-J: ...

035: ... Don't Tell Doc.

106: Yep.

035: can I go into your-

106: nope! *goes back into his pocket dimension*

035: ... sh*t! *runs out of the room*

049-J: uhm... hello? ... help...

Don't Tell SCP 049

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