Evilgoodguy

Memory 3: "Road Trippin'" June 17, 1852 at a post station east of Nagoya, Japan "So, what do you think of Nippon?" Tsume asked Joseph in Japanese. Over the last few months, the two had been learning each other's languages. Joseph was at the point where he could understand Japanese well enough when it was around him. "It is useful, I'm trying to get used to everything yet. How will anyone see me nervous me," but he still couldn't speak it very well. Head shaking, Tsume grinned, "Say it in English." He couldn't be entirely critical of Joseph's Japanese. Tsume was trying to learn English himself. He just wasn't making as much progress as h

Memory 2: "Penny Pincher" September 15, 2012 in Italy After how abruptly yesterday's animus session had ended, I was a bit reluctant for whatever today had for me. I had gotten so used to playing around with someone else's genetic memories that I didn't really want to see my own again. I wasn't sure what was so important about this Tsume kid, but I didn't really want to find out anymore. Then someone who wasn't Dr Fletcher stepped into my Animus room with an Abstergo Industries coffee mug in hand. He was dressed like Fletcher: lab coat to his knees and most of a suit underneath. His beard was white as snow if the snow were half made of ash

 Memory 1: "Guards! Guards!" March 13, 1852 in Edo (Modern-day Tokyo), Japan "You do not need this," the boy muttered to himself as he gingerly cut the mon from the string, "My family needs this." Amongst a crowd of this size, the boy was free to cut away so long as he moved slowly. The boy did not know why a crowd of this size had gathered in Edo square this morning, nor did he care. The man from whom he was stealing was not a rich man, or at least did not bear the appearance of one. He was clearly a dumb man to carry his coin string on his side like he did. "Take us," the money beckoned in its jingly whisper, "and your family will e

Goodbye This last time said it all. My words are drained My pencil is out of lead. All that's left are these pictures And the feelings for you I shed. As the night clouds spread across the sky I know deep down you were never mine I feel it coming. It's time for us to fly Far enough away Until I see no sign Of you or who you were I will not forget our time And I hope you won't I tried to be your friend I was good in your life, But you had to have it end You never understood that I gave it all for you. But the night is ending. The day is born anew. I do not look back again. I fly into the blue. Far enough away Until I see n