The transcript captures a live‑streamed playthrough of Assassin's Creed: Syndicate featuring the Frye twins, Jacob and Evie, as they navigate a chaotic sequence of missions in Victorian London. The narrative begins with a mysterious letter for Jacob, followed by a high‑stakes train sabotage where the train refuses to stop, fires break out, and the player must extinguish flames while fixing brakes. Amidst the turmoil, Florence Nightingale alerts the twins to the arrest of Charles Darwin by a corrupt policeman; the Fryes intervene, rescue Darwin, and discuss his need for rest. The twins then negotiate a tenuous alliance with the Blighter leader Maxwell Roth, planning to hijack a shipment of explosives at St. Pancras and to undermine the rival crime lord Starrick. Throughout, Jacob and Evie exchange banter, coordinate combat, and confront various enemies, including Blighters, henchmen, and mysterious speakers. Historical figures such as Darwin and Nightingale are woven into the story, adding narrative depth. The transcript also contains typical livestream commentary—exclamations, filler remarks, and audience‑style interjections—reflecting the informal, energetic tone of a live gaming broadcast.
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Hmm, seems a letter has come for Jacob.
Do you think they'd be safe in the bank?
I encourage you to take part in all the amusements that our city affords.
I must say, Evie, the glint of your Your brass knuckles really brings out your eyes. A dinner invitation.
And with whom are you dining this evening?
Maxwell Roth, the leader of the Blighters.
You're not going?
Of course not. Henry's in a foul mood. Love a spat.
The Marcy train.
Aah!
Slow down before you cause an accident. Slow down, I'm warning you.
Come on, come on, move it! There you go.
Easy, easy.
I would like a 7-inch flywheel, please.
Hang on a minute. Damn it, can't get a blessed thing done around here.
Miss Evie, I've done something dreadful. The train won't stop.
Keep your flywheel.
Come on! Come on, faster!
Come on, move it!
Come on, faster! Come on, move it faster! Come on! Quick, the brakes are gone!
She's bursting into flame! Fly around and put out the fires while I fix the brakes.
I need to be quick. Damn fires keep cropping up!
I've got to stay on top of this.
I must get them out quickly.
Just one more minute and we should be safe. Another fire.
Come on, 30 seconds and we should be stopped.
Only 10 seconds left.
What was that?
I better check on the driver.
I really must tell Bob not to make any more Do you really mean that, my love?
What's going on?
Won't bite back now, will you?
For heaven's sake!
Oh!
Aah!
The unspeakable has happened. A policeman arrested Mr. Darwin and carried him away as if he were nothing but a common criminal. That policeman, he is corrupt to the bones, I'm sure of it. I do so fear for Mr. Darwin's safety.
Miss Nightingale, do you know where they might have gone?
The policeman, he did mention a funeral. I believe I know where it is. Follow me. Poor Mr. Darwin has been through so much recently. Those people People are trying to discredit a lifetime of work. It's disgraceful. And I fear Mr.
Darwin is no longer the young man who once traveled the world.
Here we are. The obsequies are taking place here. I will wait here.
I must be dreaming. Help! There's someone— a cold-blooded murder!
Yeah. I am the resurrection and the life.
He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.
Not what I wanted to see today.
What's wrong with you? Tickets, please. This is the last stop.
It would be wise.
What are you doing?
Oh, there's no need for such brutality.
What do you want from me?
Just need you to answer some questions.
Oh, you're a brash one, aren't you?
It's been said.
Oh, please don't kill me! I surrender!
Destroy this body yet in my flesh shall I see God, whom I shall see for myself, and mine eye shall behold, and not another.
Though my reins be consumed within me, he liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself.
For whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we die unto the Lord.
Whether we live therefore or die, we are the Lord. Another dead body.
Dead. Nothing I can do.
Keep moving.
Another dead body. Walk on, girl.
I was just carrying out my orders.
Oh, Jacob! Come on, Sunny Pegasus!
You think, stupid animal!
Onward, girl!
Oh!
Ah!
He's very weak. We shouldn't move Mr. Darwin until I have seen to his wounds. They're here!
Attack!
Come on! I won't lose you this time! Give me a reason!
He'll have you!
He's breaking him!
She just threw that nigga on the floor. What the fuck? Are you going somewhere, assassin?
Let's finish this.
With me! Take him down! No, I will not! Just wear him down! Mm.
Rest up, Mr. Darwin. My sister and I will be along shortly.
Well, look who's here.
We were very worried about you, sir.
You're looking spry for a fossil, sir.
A man's friends are the best measure of his worth. I'm proud to count you among mine.
The danger's passed. No need to leave, sir.
What Mr. Darwin needs now is rest. To that end, he's joining his family on the Isle of Wight.
Rest indeed! I shall start work on my next book.
I must insist that you recuperate quietly, sir.
The acquisition of knowledge is in itself sufficient —recuperative.
Go tell her.
This is one fight I aim to avoid, sir.
Thank you for everything, my friends.
Ideas, like people, can only thrive when they're free.
Be able to reclaim our sea fencing.
Oh, please, sir, please, please! There you are.
I'm coming over and teaching you a bloody lesson. I'll teach you some manners.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah!
Ah! Come on! Get out!
Go on, come on, go!
Come!
If you need anything else, you know where to find me.
You'll regret it if I come over there. Costume scratches.
Hm. Better check the back.
I'm here to see Mr. Roth. Weapons?
No, thank you. I've got my own.
You should be on the stage, sir. This way.
This costume scratches.
Ah, our honored guest has arrived. Come, sit. I've had my eye on you for some time. I find your heroics in battle in the Great Crawford's Derek quite magnificent.
I've been picking off your soldiers one by one. Doesn't that make you angry?
On the contrary. Surprise is the spice of life. Now, Mr. Starrick, that's a different story. I'm drowning in directives, all terribly boring. Let's say we work together and bring him down. I'm not so sure about that, my friend. If I fail to provide you with the chance to cause Starrick some pain, Or you can charge into this theater and kill me yourself. What do you get out of all this? The chance to have a little fun with the bravest man in London.
You have a deal.
Louis, my carriage. Shall we? This way. Oh, you don't expect me to go alone, do you? Take the reins, driver. To Zampankris, and don't spare the horses.
I thought you and Starik would be fighting for the same ends.
What happened? Ah, you know, he required my services to train his ganglies, but the man is dread— You don't say. Freedom, Jacob. Stealing that is far more than a sin. It denies us our humanity.
Right you are. And St.
Pancras will ease our suffering? The station contains a large shipment of explosives to be dispatched to Staragunkka. And you intend to steal it? What? No, I intend to blow it up. There's a train parked inside St. Pancras.
Then I'm to do away with Starrick's merchandise, leaving chaos in my wake?
Why not, Jacob? Why not? As we speak, the up train is headed towards us. That may help you enter the station unseen, as long as it remains on the tracks. I'd say good luck, but you don't need it. I shall make certain any reinforcements from Hysteric, I kept away from the station.
There's a boy! You can't face me!
Someday you blighters will understand that I'm doing this for your own good.
I'll strangle you with your own innards. Let's see how hungry you are.
2 down. Be ashamed to stop now.
That's a fact.
My brother is dead because of a rock attack.
One shipment left.
Now to find somebody to drive this hunk of metal.
Oy!
Get your bleeding Hands off me! What do you think you're up to?
Hush now, please. Do be quiet, sir. No need to make a fuss.
What do you—
what do you want from me?
I just need you to keep the engine stoked.
All right, I'll help you. Don't hurt me.
Think of me as another passenger. I just happen to have a rather large blade pointed at your back.
Someone find the rat! What did this? Mr. Star must be happy. Not on your life. There's a white mouse hiding in here. Fan out!
I've created too much noise. I need to keep a low profile.
Oi!
Get your bleeding hands off me! What do you think you're up to? Hush now.
Would you be so kind as to get up some steam?
Splendid!
Staric will be on his knees in no time. My hat is off to you. Apologies, I must run. Do come see me again.
Why don't you take a break?
Good day.
Come on, put it together!
Ta-da! That's how you kill 3 people at the same time.
How dare you! Oh my God, whatever shall I do?
Come on! Calmly.
Got it, girl.
Trying to keep out of trouble. Next day behind bars will be my last.
Still be worth it to upend that low life.
Come now, I see that glint in your eye. How dare you disrespect me!
Easy girl.
Not dead yet, I am. A rotten man.
You do me a good turn. Thank you.
You have excellent taste.
Oh, oh.
Jake, he is beautiful, isn't he? I planned a perfect second outing for us. Have you? There's borrowing to be done. 3 of Starix's henchmen are about to disappear. Oh, you sly devil. Oh, and I'm coming along this time. There is no sense in giving you all the glory. Off to my carriage we go, Louis. Jacob, our carriage awaits. You know how it is. You drive. These cowardly fools under Staryk have built their own prisons. It's a dreadful waste. They could be building gangs instead. No, no, why build when you can ebb and flow like the sea? I would not aim to pin them down.
Oh, you wouldn't, would you? What about your bird?
It's not building anything, it just is.
Who's a good horse? You are.
I dare say I shall never tire of the National Gallery. Why does Staric interest himself with art? He's hired a fiendishly talented woman.
One. Bring your carriage around and wait for the cargo. I shan't be very long. Someone around here must know Miss Hattie Cadwallader.
That's a girl.
I'm looking for Miss Hattie Cadwallader.
Ain't seen her. I knows what she's been up to though. And what's that? Freaking art, sir. She pinched a statue not far from me.
The statue must be around here somewhere. Hey, Smally, know anything about what happened here? Sorry, Pinky, sir.
Miss Cadwallader? Sure, it's down the sewers, sir.
Of course it's sewers. Why the bloody sewers?
Stop that, son!
I am your better!
I thought we were going to catch it for sure. Stop now. You were a good soldier.
Very bad indeed. No one will miss you.
Tell Mr. Starrock his next delivery's on its way. And tell him too that I've grown tired of these working conditions.
Wasn't Starrock who sent me. Then who? Maxwell Roth sends his regards.
What a pleasant surprise.
You'll be hearing from Mr. Starrick, Roth.
I look forward to it.
Why the Alhambra?
Every good criminal needs a place to invest his ill-gotten gains. And what's better than distracting the world with a little little light entertainment while you do so.
Oh, come now, you can't tell me you don't enjoy the triumph of a well-received play, applauded, some praise, the reviews.
I enjoy being entertained, Jacob. If one of the productions pleases me, I am over the moon. The theater is in my blood, as you so astutely pointed out. The dwelling place of Starrick's head of security, one Benjamin Raffles. Those who cross him tend to disappear without—
Sounds like we'll be fast friends.
Be careful, his guards are never far away.
Boy, I'm coming to deal with you. Slow down now.
Who's a good horse?
You are.
I'll crush you! What do we have here?
Can't we have 5 minutes of peace? Power 2.
I wonder— don't try to get away from me. You won't work. Come on.
