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gia-batmm-crickle22 · 7 months

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Samakro: I can't believe you assassinated Syndic Thurfian! Thalias: Well, 'assassinated' implies it was politically motivated. I killed him because he was a dick, so technically I murdered him Samakro: That's not better!

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megamindfandombookclub · 20 days

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From our very talented @berrymarais !

Thanks for sharing, Berry!

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my-fortnite-blog · 5 months

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As a curious fact!

Hope skin has the same symbols of the Peace syndicate on her clothing.

¡Como dato curioso!

La piel de Hope tiene los mismos símbolos del sindicato de la paz en su ropa.

#fortnite #videogames #fortnite battle royale #fnite #videojuegos #fortnite skins #epic games #fortnite news #my fortnite blog #fortnite screenshots #game content #Fortnite content #Fortnite Evie #Fortnite Hope #peace syndicate

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if-loki-was-a-fox · 10 months

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The Syndicate Have Matching Cloaks Headcanon:

So the Syndicate all have matching cloaks. Specifically, they all have matching cloaks that Technoblade made for them.

It technically started with Techno making his own cloak as part of the whole regal attire aesthetic thing, then later he made one for Phil because of course he did (probably during the Antarctic Empire).

But when it really started becoming an accidental tradition was after Ranboo moved into the tundra with them. After a while, it became pretty apparent that Ranboo was not at all prepared to handle the cold weather (they didn't even build walls for goodness sake!), so eventually Technoblade made him a cloak too, because it was frankly painful watching the kid wandering around the snow in the clothes they usually wore. Not because he was worried about them or anything, of course.

When they started the Syndicate and Technoblade recruited Niki, he eventually made her a cloak to, now that she was becoming a significant part of their little friend group. It was partially because she would be visiting the tundra more often so she'd need a way to stay warm, and partially a way to make her visibly and cohesively part of their group. Either way, it was very much a sort of metaphor/physical representation of Techno and the others fully accepting her as a trusted and beloved member of their little gang of misfits.

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goldieselfships · 1 month

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to all the self shippers who have megamind as their f/o

how are you guys doing? are you okay?

#I feel like I should be sorry for them #but hey if they're happy I'm happy #if that was me I'd be both elated to have new content and deeply upset for the content being crap #how conflicting #megamind 2 #megamind #self shipping #self ship community #self ship #f/o community #megamind vs the doom syndicate

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thatcrazycrowgirl · 10 months

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Recently started my 4th playthrough of this game.

Am I still madly in love with this man?

Absolutely.

#sorry for the lack of new Jacob content lately y'all #hopefully these random screenshots make up for it?#Jacob Frye #Assassin's Creed Syndicate #my ac screenshots

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skyedom · 3 months

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I forgot about the Megamind Peacock tv series for a while until I literally found out about the trailer today and…. :/

#IT’S SO BAD!!!#I legitimately knew this would happen if more Megamind content got put out!!!!#WHY!? WHY DID PEACOCK RUIN THE PERFECTLY WRAPPED GIFT OF PEAK CINEMA FROM 2010!?#OH YEAH AND APPARENTLY THERE IS A SEQUEL COMING WITH IT WHICH IM LIKE: WHAT!?#smh #megamind #megamind 2 #megamind vs the doom syndicate #TF!?

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sir-yeehaw-paws · 6 months

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John "Faking my death and dumping the body in the Thames wasn't enough can you go fake kidnap my fiance so I can fake rescue her" Hammon, everyone.

I mixed the clip order up WHOOPS. I can't be arsed to fix it.

At one point Jacob is like "Shh, I'm just kidnapping you for a friend!" *Beat* "No, that still sounds awful-"

ARE YOU ALL ON THE GROG???

(This is by far one of the wackiest side characters yet I stg: sorry for the slightly choppy editing I cut out the 15 mins of wandering around the train station for an exit)

#ac syndicate #assassins creed syndicate #nates ac syndicate play #jacob frye #john hammon #charles dickens ac #charles darwin ac #nate vids #these people aksdnkadkndakjds #the side content in this one is EXTREMELY good and fun i must say

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grailknightmonty · 1 year

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friendship ended with dsmp sparklez now Gays on a Boat (a mianite spin off) is my new favorite continuation story idea

(again based off of meme by Lican. aka excuse to draw more embersduo and undeadcaptains)

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sorathepanfloof · 9 months

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I Could see Spongebob Squarepants airing in Syndication.

(quick mock-up, not entirely accurate but gets the idea.)

Now, Spongebob has always had a Home on Nickelodeon and I don't think Paramount is gonna remove that sponge from the network. However, That doesn't mean Spongebob hasn't stepped into other networks too.

While Spongebob hasn't Arrived on their Old Block "Nick on CBS", and I don't think they would now at the time the block has aired at Due to the FCC telling Networks to Airing E/I Content as a Requirement, But CBS might be able to still air the sponge at a later time since they have aired the spongebob Christmas special back in the 2010's. However If they aren't able to do it, It still could be possible to be aired on some CBS Secondary Station Channels they had to compete with the Ratings with "Bugs Bunny and Friends" on MeTV as it has gotten High up in Ratings as of Recently.

After all Nickelodeon has had it's fair share of putting Spongebob on different Paramount-Owned Channels that aren't Secondary Nickelodeon Channels. (Ex. MTV and MTV2)

What do you think?

#spongebob squarepants #spongebob #nickelodeon #content syndication #paramount global

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gia-batmm-crickle22 · 7 months

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Wutroow: What’s Thrawn to you? Thrass: The reason I wake up every morning. Wutroow: Aw, that’s adorable! (Earlier that morning) Thrawn, banging pots together: WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

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empress-of-snark · 1 month

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on one hand, part of me feels like I have to watch the terrible Megamind sequel out of a sense of loyalty to the franchise because the original is one of my favorite movies and I wanna know just how bad this new installment really is…

but on the other hand, every single clip I’ve already seen has filled me with such simultaneous despair and anger that forcing myself to endure the full run time might just drive me insane!!

#megamind #megamind vs the doom syndicate #it just looks… so unimaginably awful #I understand the original cast not returning cause let’s be honest they’re all way too famous #but the animation looks pathetic and from what I hear the story is just terrible #it looks like it was made for five year olds #which is insane cause the original is a kids movie but not like a preschooler movie #not to mention they apparently retconned/disregarded major elements from the original too #it’s just so disappointing to wait so long for new content only to get actual garbage in return

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dontjudgemeimawriter · 1 year

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Find the Word Tag

Tagged by @oh-no-another-idea twice and @thegreatobsesso ty! Will combine these.

Help (From Ariel's Journal)

She nods. “I do. I really do. But I’m scared. God, and any way to get rid of it, Dad would find out.” She glares at the mirror. “I can’t help but feel like if I have it… I’m just giving Dad an alternative. Michelle and I don’t want his life. But if there’s someone else… all the hope for that will land here,” touches her belly again.

Fortune Unfortunately

I leaned forward. I’d gotten a glimpse of the layout of these rooms when I’d gone through the building. The main room was what I was listening in on— kitchen, dining table, couches. The bedrooms were on either side. Jodi would be in one of them. Unfortunately for me, neither had access to the fire escape.

Circus

Clock

I switched filing cabinets, unlocking a different one. This was so easy to find I was almost surprised I’ve never thought to look for it. The folder was one of the ones that was sealed using a string wrapped around a button: Easy enough to open. I took note of how it was wound to recreate it— I wasn’t sure it was a trap, but it was something I would do, so I probably got it from him. Noted that it was clockwise, where certain kinks were, where it was twisted. Birth certificates. This must be one of the things he’d taken from Raymond and Mika’s house when we’d searched it. Mika’s was first, on top, and when I pulled them out I could stare at her name, neatly typed the line with a typewriter. Then there was Raymond’s, though it had a different name.

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Scarf

Of freaking course. It was good for me— I could relax about what I had in front of me— but just because he had approached me didn’t mean someone else wasn’t following me. To give Raymond some credit, he was disguised— he had a hat on with the brim low, covering much of his face and hair, a dark red scarf covering part of his face, and the glasses* he usually wore were off, which did change his face considerably.

*this is very early in the story, now I'm not sure if he wears glasses XD

Construction

I made eye contact with the man coming in. Jesse Sutton. Fuck. My perfectly constructed kill. My security with Zachary. My well-thought-out plan, all falling apart in a moment of him deciding to come into the room. Did he know? Could I salvage it?

Hammer

White

I pressed my thumb against my palm. It had scarred, leaving a white circle for a while, but it, like others, had since disappeared. When Raymond had come into my life it was nothing more than a pale discoloration. As far as I knew, he had no idea it happened. That had been early in my training, and by the time Raymond showed up I’d fully graduated to solo missions.

Brown

I stiffened, but that’s what I’d needed him to do. If the Judge was keeping his word… and I had to trust that he wanted Raymond’s cooperation enough to do so. And if Zachary already had, and I was still moving… that was a good sign, right? I poured the rest of the water into the press. Watched as the grounds danced with the water, already turning brown. “Good,” I said.

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Wood

I pulled the papers out of the jacket. I couldn’t risk them being there anymore, but I’d already uncovered information on them and couldn’t bear to destroy them. I wandered around the back, looking around, then took a few steps into out neighbor’s backyard. A nice couple, empty nesters who spent much of their time either working or painting, ignorant to what went on next door. Their backyard, once a space where their kids ran and climbed around, had long since become overgrown grass. Keeping my eye on their windows, I found a crack in the wood of their back steps, and slid the papers containing Jesse’s notes through.

Dark

In the dark, in bed, I stared at the blank wall. Usually I used it to project the mental corkboard. Had the varying factors littered all over it. What everyone else would do, what I could do to slip between them, evaluating whether I’d act suspicious or put myself or Raymond in danger. But I had nothing to plan. Not really. Raymond had asked me to let him handle it, and I had to let him. So much was already unknown there. I should be asking him more questions and taking charge myself… bu I shouldn’t. I’d agreed. And I trusted him. And as much as I hated it, involving myself may only make things worse.

Ground

I got dressed and waited until he was downstairs to go to the bathroom, only heading down after. He was in the living room again, the radio on, so I had the kitchen to myself. A cup on the counter had coffee ground, already portioned out in the bottom of the cleaned coffee press. I stared at it for a second, put on edge that he’d prepared it for me, but it wasn’t completely unusual. I filled the kettle with fresh water, crushed a whisper on the stove top to activate it, and leaned against the counter as I waited for it to whistle.

Tree

This isn't a random house. Decorating the fridge facing me are photos of Raymond and Mika, along with a woman I don’t recognize but can assume was their mother, Ariel. I bite my lip staring at them— the three of them in bathing suits sitting on a dock with water behind them, a child Mika giving a sly smile to the camera while coloring with crayons at a table, a young Raymond holding up a trophy, Raymond napping with a cat curled next to him, Mika grinning at the camera and leaning against a tree…

Tagging... @sleepy-night-child @wildswrites @charlesjosephwrites @cljordan-imperium @theramwrites @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @akindofmagictoo @alannaofroses @emelkae and anyone else who wants to! No pressure & feel free to say i tagged you.

Your words are: glimpse, dance, suspicious, seal, & assume.

#hehe guess what they're talking about in the first one #or... who #this is a mix of VERY recent and VERY old content #Unfortunately is probably the only one I couldn't say is either super recent or very old #syndicate #my writing #find the word tag

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dustee-vs-the-salt-syndicate · 7 months

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🍌🍎GET READY FOR MY INDIE-COMIC “DUSTEE VS. THE SALT-SYNDICATE”, I’m aiming for releasing the first episode soon so stay tuned!!🍒🍏

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mazikomo · 2 years

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For the Sake of a Fight

inspired by @aromansoul‘s amazing art of boxer!Silco and my ever present fixation on Jacob at the fight clubs

Arcane and Assassin’s Creed crossover because sometimes you need to write your blorbos beating the shit out of each other

AO3 link

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SWF, canon typical violence

The air was stifling but it was nothing compared to the mines he had grown up working in. Silco disregarded the mud and cheap ale under his boots as he shoved his way forward through the crowd. His eye was finally healed enough that he could venture out and the shouting had drawn him to the area. Its volume increased the closer he got. Finally, he was able to lean his forearms on the railing to watch. The fighting ring was crude, likely thrown together with scraps from the construction happening all around the deep pit that had been the chosen location for the fight club.

It seemed he had arrived in the middle of the night's events. There were four men in the ring but it didn’t seem to be an even fight as three were all focused on the one. He was a shorter man with a stocky build and slicked back hair that was falling into his face. However, that didn’t seem to impede him one bit as he smoothly dodged another blow. He grabbed the man by the arm that had just swung past him, twisted it back, and with a firm kick from his boot in the middle of the man’s back, sent him flying into the edge of the ring. The man instantly doubled over the blunt railing and even from the distance, Silco knew ribs had been broken.

Silco saw a grin on the slick-haired man’s face as he turned to his remaining competitors. In a flash, he struck one in the gut, grabbed his wrist, violently twisted it until the man was on his knees. He then shoved his own knee into the lowered head and still managed to spin around in time to catch the other attacker with a kick to the thigh. The man was thrown off balance and it was easy to grab and toss him into the other. A loud clunk! resounded as heads collided and both men slumped down. They were out cold.

A strangely dressed man with a large B on his hat with tickets stuck into its ribbon entered the ring and stepped over the pair. He grabbed the arm of the victor and hoisted it into the air.

“Ladies and gentlemen, once again our victor is Mr. Frye!” Some erupted in cheers while others threw their tickets onto the ground with a scowl. Those who were truly angry stomped them into the mud as if that would earn their lost money back. The man continued, “Are there any who think they can beat the champion?!”

Silco lifted himself from the railing. Just the thing to let off some steam.

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Jacob’s eyebrows rose as he watched the lithe man duck under the railing and step into the ring with him. He couldn’t weigh more than nine stone sopping wet. There was something about the way the man carried himself though, calm steps and head held high. Jacob stopped short when he saw the man's face. A lidless, blazing red eye met his gaze and Jacob felt as if it was looking straight through him. The eye was surrounded by mangled flesh that appeared as if it would fall off from the slightest agitation. His no doubt now curious stare was held with a confident one in return as if challenging Jacob to dare pity him. The man clearly came to fight.

“You do this kind of thing often mate?” he asked.

The man rolled his shoulders and shook his arms out. “Stalling with conversation are we?”

Jacob shrugged, “Have it your way then.” and just like that the atmosphere shifted. The fight was on.

They paced around each other. Fists held up but neither making the first move. If he was completely honest, yes he had been stalling. Jacob had lost track of how many opponents he had fought somewhere around the third round of the evening. He was only in the current match because the crowd had yet to dissipate.

He studied the man before him again. There seemed to be something boiling under his skin. Jacob knew the feeling well enough. Most of his time before arriving in London had been spent in various pubs and back alleys getting up to no good. If that’s what his opponent wanted then he was happy to provide.

He took one more steady breath and drew a punch back for the man’s left side. His strike was swiftly blocked and a counter blow contacted with his stomach. So the red eye still worked then.

The man made for another blow but Jacob quickly side stepped it. He returned the shot to his stomach with his own and added in another for good measure. While the man hunched over his gut, Jacob grabbed his shoulders and head butted him. Practice had made it so the move did not affect himself as much as his opponent.

The man shook his head and snarled. He was broadcasting his moves and Jacob easily ducked the incoming swing to his head. He clenched his hands in one another and swung his body upwards, driving his elbow into the man’s nose.

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Silco spat out the blood seeping into his mouth.

He lunged at his opponent. The familiar rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins for the first time in months. His blows were blocked but he didn’t care. After being cooped up for so long he had an excess of energy that needed to be let out.

An uppercut to his opponent’s jaw finally landed and Silco quickly followed up with a kick to his side. He grabbed his opponent’s hair and in quick succession delivered three punches to his face. On the forth, he released his grip and let them fly backwards.

His opponent grinned back at him with blood in his teeth. “Feisty one aren’t we?” He mocked.

Silco flew forward again, eager to punch the smile off his face. However, once again his opponent side stepped his punch. He felt hands grab his arm, but before the foot he knew was coming could connect with his back, Silco yanked his arm to his chest. He lurched in on himself and flipped the man over him flat onto his back.

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Jacob stared up bewildered. He did not think the man had the strength for that but clearly he was wrong. A muddy boot came into his view and he quickly rolled out of the way before if could connect with his face.

While the man stumbled Jacob shot to his feet. “You know, if you wanted to sweep me off my feet, you could’ve just bought me a drink.” he teased.

The man responded with a swift punch but Jacob easily ducked it. He jabbed the back of the man’s shoulder then followed up with a swift right hook. This time, he was able to land a blow onto the red eye. His previous suspicion was confirmed as blood instantly welled within the cracks of the mangled flesh.

“Red looks good on you!”

Something must have snapped in the man as suddenly he was on him in a fury of strikes. Jacob managed to block most but a blow to his stomach had him doubling over. Immediately, a bony knee was brought up into his nose and Jacob’s head flew back only to be struck again with a fist. An eye for an eye it seemed.

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Silco threw his opponent from him but the man only stumbled back a step and flashed that stupid grin again. Silco quite literally saw red as he shot forward once more. His fists were wild as he swung, not even aiming anymore.

His opponent hunkered down for the worst of it. Silco’s blows continued to strike braced arms and he eventually realized it was futile. He took a step back and raised his leg. However, his opponent quickly latched onto the opening and a sharp uppercut connected with his head while his own foot slammed into the man’s knee.

Silco fell onto his back with a spinning head. A thump to his side told him the man had fallen to his knees. That wouldn’t do. He may be down but there would be no victor for this match. Silco managed to brace himself on his side and in a last ditch effort swung his leg into the man’s side sending him sprawling.

They both laid in the mud panting. Through the ringing in his ears, Silco could hear a bell ring.

“Seems the bookie’s seen enough.” the man next to him chuckled. “Name’s Jacob by the way, Jacob Frye.”

“Silco.” Jacob seemed to wait for him to continue. “just, Silco.”

“Alright, well Silco, I could use a spitfire like you in my gang. What do you say?”

Silco lazily turned his head to look at Jacob.

“I don’t take orders.”

#this'll probs only interest 6 people but idc #we write self indulgent content here #silco #silco arcane #jacob frye #arcane #assassin's creed syndicate #ac syndicate #my writing #posting with the paint already open so i cant sit around here

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fortheloveofsyndicate · 1 year

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okay but me and jacob frye WHEN —

#creating questionable content like this is hard but someone's gotta do it #jacob frye #assassins creed syndicate

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