Journal Entry: Fri Nov 2, 2012, 8:42 AM
It's been only four days, but I've gone through over thirty years in the Animus. Rebecca's patches and updates to the Animus have made the experience so much more.......in depth. I've faced down Templars, bears, wolves, even a mountain lion, but nothing really could beat the sheer terror dashing through the streets of Charlestown, while the city is being bombarded. Also not more than three minutes later I found myself dashing down Bunker Hill headlong into the Redcoats.......didn't go so well.
My time in the Animus has brought to light some startling revelations in regards to the Templar's involvement with the Revolutionary War. My recruits in the Brotherhood are few, but each brings something special to the table. Stephane Chapheau, for example, can cause riots to draw away guards, and then dispatch them with the wicked cleaver he carries. Clipper Wilkinson is my marksman, able to bring down even the strongest of soldiers with a single shot. I wouldn't want anyone else watching my back.
Three targets out of the seven have been dispatched, and I am very close to locating the fourth. Conner is certainly the most versatile assassin I've lived. He makes Ezio's acrobatics look like a five year-old tumbling around in the yard. Not to mention my new tool, the Rope Dart, is the most wicked weapon I've even had the pleasure of using.
Ah, crap. Shaun is telling me that he's found another power source for the temple. I swear, if he makes me scale another skyscraper......I'll kill him. Well...........here goes nothing. I'm coming dad, quit your bitching!"