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[rjjameshiii]

RJ's Platinum Collection #13: Sly Cooper & The Thievius Raccoonus

Achieved on 10/8/2022 at 12:55 PM

Sly Cooper was one of my favorite games as a kid. I just thought Sly was so damn cool. So when I noticed that the Sly Collection, the PS3 edition of the first three Sly Cooper games all bundled into one, was available for free on PS Plus, I decided to replay this childhood classic.

Unfortunately, Sly Cooper's first game does not have the most interesting trophy list. Almost all of the trophies are earned by collecting all the clue bottles in the levels and then unlocking all of the vaults. Vaults either contain blueprints that will help you find clue bottles in other levels, or new moves learned from pages of the Thievius Raccoonus. As long as you get all the vaults opened, you'll get the Platinum.

Weirdly enough, you literally get your first trophy the MOMENT that you press Start on the game for the first time.

1/36: Sucker Punched! - Enter the world of Sly Cooper!

Then you have the Tutorial level in Paris, breaking into Carmelita Fox's office to steal files on the Fiendish Five, where I got two more trophies.

2/36: Coin Collector - Collect a single coin.

3/36: Foxy Lady - Collect a police file from Carmelita.

Next up is the real first level, a stormy water and boat-themed area run by Sir Raleigh the Frog. Each level has a hub world where you can complete seven other levels to earn treasure keys to make your way to the boss. Playing through the first world, I got 10 more trophies.

4/36: Learn The Ropes - Start out on your Cooper adventure.

5/36: Coin Recycler - Collect 60 coins.

6/36: Bottle Hoarder - Collect all clue bottles in any level.

7/36: Dive Bomb - Learn Drake Cooper's Fast Attack Dive.

8/36: Coins, Coins Everywhere! - Collect 99 coins.

9/36: Programmers Could Do Anything - Collect some watery blueprints.

10/36: Take It Slow - Learn Dev Cooperinda's Slow Motion Jump.

11/36: Nimble Like A Thief - Find all of the dive moves.

12/36: Coin Sucker - Learn Karen Cooper's Coin Magnet Technique.

13/36: Frog Legs - Defeat Sir Raleigh the Frog.

Next up was Mesa City, a Las Vegas ripoff in the middle of the desert run by gangster dog Muggshot. Completing this world earned me seven more trophies.

14/36: Pug Gambling - Enter Muggshot's territory.

15/36: Top Of The Morning - Learn Rob McCooper's Explosive Hat Technique.

16/36: Freeze, You're It - Learn B.F. Cooper's Speed Up The Clock Technique.

17/36: French Bulldog Style - Collect a blueprint from Muggshot.

18/36: Waterlogged - Learn Suzanne Cooper's Water Safety Technique.

19/36: Now Ya See Me - Learn Sir Andrew Cooper's Thief Replica Technique.

20/36: Giving The Dog A Bone - Defeat Muggshot.

World #3 is a haunted swamp where voodoo priestess crocodile Mz. Ruby is lurking around. This world had a lot less trophies than the first two worlds, offering only five more trophies from the list.

21/36: Bayou Lily - Enter the Voodoo Swamp.

22/36: Singing Gator - Collect a voodoo blueprint.

23/36: Slow Stacker - Upgrade your Slow Motion Technique.

24/36: Time Stopper - Max out all Slow Motion Techniques.

25/36: Dance, Dance, Ruby - Defeat Mz. Ruby.

World 4 is a snowy temple in China run by the Panda King. This is where you discover that you won't get the final vault, no matter what level it is in, until you beat the final boss. But completing as much of this world as I could earned me 7 more trophies.

26/36: Run Like An Egyptian - Learn Slytunkhamen's secret move.

27/36: Slytunkhamen Approves - Upgrade your Shadow.

28/36: Complete Darkness - Max out all Shadow Techniques.

29/36: Spikes Suck - Learn Sir Augustine of Cooper's Briefly Defy Gravity Technique.

30/36: Snowy Blueprints - Collect some snowy blueprints.

31/36: Meeting The Ancestors - Find all of the blueprints.

32/36: Pandas Aren't Always Cute - Defeat Panda King.

And then the final level was a volcanic lair for the leader of the Fiendish Five, the giant robotic owl Clockwerk. Unlike the other levels, this level is completely linear, and has only two trophies that you get simultaneously for defeating the final boss.

33/36: Clash Of The Clockwerk - Track down Clockwerk.

34/36: Oh No He Didn't! - Defeat Clockwerk.

With Clockwerk beaten, I could return to the Panda King's level and grab the final vault.

35/36: Greedy Raccoon - Open all the vaults.

Which got me the Platinum!

36/36: True Thievius Raccoonus - Unlock all the trophies in Sly Cooper's first outing.

I think Sly Cooper 1 is a very fun game and a classic platformer. I could see myself replaying it again in the future.

However, this is a very uninspired and boring trophy list, which does take some of the fun of getting the Platinum out.

Rating: 8/10

[savstan1]

also sqh lovers i happened across @cn-alastair-lite ’s sqh/airplane nd he’s just soooo cutie-pie i had to draw him?? please look at the orig post i dont do him justice i fear! regardless, safe holidays!!

[beanbagbuddies4life]

Brown and white belly Sly!

[captain-lonagan]

Behold The Family

Good Dog

Cool Dog

Silly Dog

Sly Dog

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[black-and-yellow]

I was sitting in class today and had a random thought about something,

If Bug!AU Mic is still afraid of bugs, would he be afraid of himself?

Deep questions in the Bug AU. I dunno man it depends why he's scared of them in the first place, but I assume as long as he doesn't think too hard about it he'll probably be OK.

probably.

[wolfiestars]

weird urge to play through thieves in time again even tho i know it will just make me angry >:(

[newvegascowboy]

obsessed with sly & all the stories abt the campaign he's in i think he's neat!!!!

THANK YOUUUUUUU HES MY BABY BOYYYYYY

I was always pretty shy and hesitant to talk about it but fuck it sly is one of my favorite ocs and I love how fucking awful he is. Going to be posting about this idiot until the end of time

[g4zdtechtv]

Cinematech Reborn: Nocturnal Emissions #5 - The Episode With No Name

"Give me a new Cinematech Reborn, bartender." …is what ya'll have been saying all Summer. And now, we're finally giving it to you!

Just make sure not to step on any girls' bakeries, especially if they WORK there, okay?

(watch on 4GTV!)

[sprouts-on-a-log]

Friday 6/28/24

played:

William and Sly 1: Completed the main game (I'd only started yesterday but it's really short). Felt very very comforting since I haven't played this in years. Absolutely adore the soundtrack.

William and Sly 2: Did a good portion of it, unlocked flight, but other than the other journal pages...I think I'm done replaying. I don't feel the need to completionist it. Maybe if I'm in the mood one rainy day? Again, a bopping soundtrack and this one has more adorable lore of how they met each other. Makes my heart so happy. <3

Everloom: Only did a little of this because it was included in the William and Sly classic collection. It's interesting! I like the dream vibes and it still has that kind of explore and traverse familiar areas over and over that I love in the other games. But....there was one segment with teleportation pads that....mmmmmm made me angy. Not invested enough to finish it, but it was fun to try.

watched:

Aquaman(2018): ⭐⭐

That was....well that was something. I only really watched it because it was on TV. Barely kept up with the general plot because I was on my phone and any time I did look up, the acting was questionable. Jason Mamoa did ok with what he was given, but story was predictable over all.

listened:

This makes me cry, it's nailing the nostalgia of playing this on the family computer back in the day. *sob*

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Archaic Words: Hate

for your next poem/story

Bydryven - to commit evil

Deule - the devil

Deviltry - anything unlucky, offensive, hurtful, or hateful

Exheridate - to disinherit; to hate or detest

Eye bite - to bewitch an animal with the evil eye

Hain - malice; hatred

Hateredyne - hatred

Hatien - to hate

Hatous - hateful

Hatrex - hatred

Hazeney - to foretell evil

Hellhound - a wicked fellow

Hiessen - to forebode evil

Ivele - evil; injury; sickness

Lathe - hateful; also: injury, harm

Lether - vile; hateful

Limbo - hell; properly, the limbus or place where the righteous were supposed to have been confined before the coming of Christ

Lothe - perverse; hateful

Mysbreyde - evil birth

Onde - zeal; envy; malice; hatred

Pelsey - mischievous; evil; wicked

Quad - bad; evil

Quede - harm; evil

Quince - the king's evil

Slier - to look sly upon, but with some evil design

Spurn - an evil spirit

Toady - hateful; beastly

Tutivillus - an old name for a celebrated demon, who is said to have collected all the fragments of words which the priests had skipped over or mutilated in the performance of the service, and carried them to hell

Ungode - bad; evil

Yeffell - evil

Source ⚜ More: Writing Notes & References ⚜ Word Lists

[miraculoussly]

Petition to start the good old "xyz's dance goes with any song" trend but for this clip

Go white boy go

[beanbagbuddies4life]

Sly the Fox

via x x

Born September 12, 1996

Sly is a fox and tricky is he Please don’t chase him, let him be If you want him, just say when He’ll peek out from his den!

Sly also has a "rare" variant with a brown belly instead of white.

I put "rare" in quotes because Sly is one of the least valuable Beanies out there. At the peak of the Beanie boom, people were snapping up handfuls of Sly at a time to lock in display cases, only to sell them in mint condition for less than a brand new Beanie. (Right now they go for around $5.)

Anyway! Check out these trading cards lol. White- and brown-belly Sly each has their own card!

[plutotheplum]

Winter's Kiss

sylus x fem!reader

summary: luke and kieran rope you into spending christmas at the n109 zone (and kissing their boss).

cw: fluff, soft!sylus, kissing under the mistletoe, luke and kieran being idiots, found family

wc: 2.7k

a/n: merry christmas eve/christmas my lovelies!! some fluff for the holiday season! here's to hoping sylus turns up under our christmas trees :)

also on ao3!

Somehow, you’d ended up in the N109 Zone for Christmas.

It wasn’t like the barrage of texts from Luke and Kieran had weighed upon your decision, the rapid influx of messages from the twins demanding your presence for Christmas. That coupled with the image of Sylus alone on Christmas night hadn’t made your stomach churn and heart ache at all.

The year had been a tumultuous one. Wanderers, disturbing visions and wanted criminals had you on edge these past few months, so perhaps unwinding with said, now somewhat mellow, wanted criminals was warranted in some way. 

You heft the presents under your arms, moving your fingers to stabilize the wrapped goods when you feel one of them begin to slip. Shopping hadn’t been too difficult, although choosing a gift for Sylus had proved to be somewhat of a challenge. You weren’t sure whether to get him something heartfelt or to gift him a refurbished gun with new prototyped features that were advertised to the Hunter Association. 

The glittering streams of tinsel drags you out of your thoughts, a smile pulling at your lips as you imagine Luke, Kieran and Sylus decorating. You hear panicked, hushed whispers when you turn the corner, a laugh spilling out of you when you see the sight before you.

Luke perched atop Kieran’s shoulders, Kieran grumbling irritatedly when Luke flails and misses the tip of the Christmas tree, the golden star falling off only for Kieran to shift and have Luke catch it.

“It’s not that hard, you idiot,” Kieran grunts, his knees bending in an attempt to readjust to Luke’s weight.

“Then you try!” Luke protests.

“I thought you two were meant to be in tune,” you muse, stepping closer, over the strewn wrapping paper and bending down to add your presents to the growing collection under the Christmas tree. 

“We are,” they both say in unison, their eyes landing on you.

“You made it!” Luke says happily, squirming, “Boss will be glad.”

“ Really glad,” Keiran adds, his annoyance forgotten momentarily. “We’re glad too.”

You smile at them, crossing your arms over your chest. “It’s nice to see you guys too. Maybe you should try holding the star at the tip, Luke?”

“That’s what I told him!” Kieran says, letting out an aggrieved sigh. 

Luke huffs indignantly, adjusting his position yet again as Keiran steps closer to the tree, giving Luke some more leverage. It’s another failed attempt and Kieran is rolling his eyes, dumping Luke onto his feet unceremoniously. 

“You do me now.”

“What about her?” Luke asks, pointing at you.

“You could ask Mephisto,” you offer, pointing at the mechanical crow that was currently preening his feathers. “What do you say, buddy?”

Mephisto gives an indignant squawk, his little head turning away arrogantly, tending to his feathers with care.

“Nevermind,” you sigh, before looking towards the twins. “Kieran is taller than me, though.”

“Just get on,” Luke whines as he bends his knees, waiting for you to climb up onto his shoulders.

You open your mouth to protest, but there’s a warm hand curling over your hip, pulling you back gently, flush against a firm chest. “Let’s not badger our guest, hm?”

Deep and velvety, you have no doubts as to who this voice belongs to. Your head tilts back to find Sylus smirking down at you, his expression amused.

“Glad you could join us, sweetie. The N109 Zone isn’t usually so… festive.”

“Yeah, well, apparently you were missing me, so I figured I’d drop in,” you tease, a sly smile spreading across your face.

Luke and Kieran snicker until Sylus’ stern expression silences them, his hand squeezing at your hip in warning.

“I never said that.”

“Must’ve been the wind,” you murmur.

“Right,” Sylus deadpans.

You squeak when the red mist wraps around you, lifting you off of the ground, the golden star being thrust into your hand by the same swirling mist. The trio of men beneath you seem amused as the tendrils sweep you higher, closer to the top of the tree, giving you enough height to place the star right where it needs to be.

Sylus’ Evol dissipates as it sets you down onto your feet, the mist sweeping across playfully and making your dress flutter. 

“That’s one way to do it,” Kieran remarks, slinging his arm over Luke’s shoulders before they shoot each other knowing glances and disappear from the living room.

“You came,” Sylus says once the twins have left, his arms crossing over his chest.

“I did,” you reply, peering up at him, your hands clasping behind your back, “too bad you never sent me a personal invitation.” Sylus smiles, and you can’t help but think he looks softer in this light, the ruthless leader of Onychinus replaced by a man who seems less intense and more accommodating than usual.

“I figured Luke and Kieran would’ve gotten through to you,” he muses, his head tilting as he lets his gaze dip over you.

You do the same, taking in his sweater and trousers, trying to quell the inconvenient yet undeniable pull of attraction you feel towards him. 

“Well, they did,” you sigh, managing to drag your gaze back up to meet his, “although I can’t say I appreciated how many texts they sent.”

“The twins tend to get excited,” Sylus replies, reaching out towards you, his fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

It’s hard to not notice how Sylus’ touch lingers for a moment, his expression looking a little absent-minded as though remembering something from the past. Your brows furrow, unable to decide between asking him or letting his touch linger further. His hand drops away after a few moments before he clears his throat. 

“I made dinner,” he announces.

You laugh, eyes lighting up at the thought of Sylus in the kitchen. You don’t quite believe him though, not when Sylus had enough money to hire at least a dozen personal chefs.

“You’re not serious,” you say, head tilting in amusement.

“I am,” Sylus smirks, his hand landing on your lower back as he guides you forward, towards the hallway, “Luke and Kieran pitched in.”

“Now I feel special,” you muse.

“I suppose you are,” Sylus replies, his expression sobering, “to all of us.”

You’re taken aback by the sincerity in his words, heart giving way to a flutter that you attempt to squash down by pinching yourself, not that it helps. This sense of belonging isn’t what you’d planned on, warmth blooming in your chest as you stare up at Sylus and remember the twins. It’s nice, really, to be valued like this. You can’t help but think you could get used to it. 

Laughter echoes through the hallway as you and Sylus move through it. You startle when Kieran shouts, his voice urgent. 

“Don’t move!”

“Oh, look at that ,” Luke sighs dramatically, feigning innocence as he peers upwards, directing his gaze above you and Sylus.

Bewilderment flashes across your face until you hear Sylus let out a low laugh. You tip your head back, eyes narrowing when you spy the sprig of mistletoe hanging right above where you’re standing. Mephisto adds in something that sounds like a suspiciously happy squawk, and you stare at the crow, realising you’ve been betrayed. 

“Funny,” you say drily, shaking your head. 

Kieran sighs just like Luke, as though he can’t quite believe the situation. The cunning expression in their eyes gives them away. 

Devious, little brats.

“Well, you can’t move now,” Luke says, sounding positively aggrieved. 

“I suppose you’ll just have to kiss, isn’t that right?” Kieran says, looking towards Luke. Luke nods, a self-satisfied smile settling on his face. “Those are the rules.”

“What rules?” you shoot back, glaring at the pair of twins, “there are no rules. I could quite literally just walk away.”

“Christmas tradition !” Luke and Kieran both argue, their faces looking a little crestfallen when they hear the tone of your voice, “you have to kiss!”

You can feel your heart twinge at the earnest tone present in their voices, your eyes flickering up to meet Sylus’. Strangely enough, he doesn’t seem to have any protests, his gaze boring down into yours expectantly. 

“You seriously have nothing to say?” you grouse, head tilting.

“It’s just a kiss, sweetie,” he replies, his arm wrapping around your waist to bring you closer to him. “What’s the matter, hm? Afraid you’ll fall for me?”

“The thought is laughable,” you retort, trying to ignore the soothing squeeze of his hand against your side; the unrelenting warmth that was currently seeping into you and melting your hardened resolve.

“I suppose we’ll find out,” Sylus murmurs, his fingers gripping your chin to tilt your head. “We have time.”

“Move a little to the right!” Kieran calls out, waving his hand.

“What for?” you ask exasperatedly, feeling Sylus step closer, moving you with him.

“For- for the aesthetic !” Luke huffs out.

The twins look a little impatient as you stare at them, your brows furrowing further when you see Kieran whisper something to Luke.

Sylus doesn’t let you dwell longer on the twins’ antics, his calloused hand cupping your cheek to turn you towards him. 

“Merry Christmas, sweetie.”

Your eyes flutter shut as his lips slot over yours, your hand curling around his wrist. Sylus kisses you like he means it, lips soft yet insistent, his thumb smoothing over your cheek. You forget where you are momentarily, knees feeling weak as you fist his sweater pulling him closer, rising up on the tips of your toes to meet his kiss better.

Sylus tilts his head, deepening the kiss. Your stubborn resolve weakens pitifully and you can only think about how perfect this moment is, how good Sylus’ lips feel, how warm his embrace is-

There’s a blinding array of flashes, white sparking out from under your closed eyelids until your eyes snap open, head turning to the side to find both Luke and Kieran with cameras in hand.

“Oh, shit,” Luke begins.

“I thought the flash was off,” Kieran mutters, frowning.

You grit your teeth, taking one step towards them, your eyes narrowing. “Give that to me.”

Luke and Kieran hug their cameras to their chest protectively.

“Christmas memories,” Luke laughs nervously when he sees the determination in your eyes. “Wouldn’t- wouldn’t want to lose those.”

Kieran nods in agreement.

“Boss!” They cry out when the cameras get swept out of their hands by Sylus’ Evol, one of them landing in your hands.

You click through the images, heat blossoming in your stomach when you see how intimate the kiss looks, Sylus’ body pressed firmly against yours, his hand on your cheek. It’s romantic, your somewhat eager response, Sylus’ tight hold, all captured closely through the lens.

“‘s nice,” Sylus murmurs, his chest pressing up against your back as he peers down at the little camera screen.

“ No ,” you shake your head vehemently, “it’s not nice.”

“We look good,” he whispers, his voice dropping lower, lips brushing over the shell of your ear.

You try to ignore the way his hands feel on your hips, his body pressing a little closer into yours. It’s hard not to agree with him the longer you stare at the images though, you do look good, and Luke’s interjection about Christmas memories has you feeling a little forgiving. 

“Fine, keep them,” you sigh, handing the camera back to Luke whilst Sylus does the same to Kieran, “but don’t share them, please.”

Luke and Kieran nod enthusiastically and you snag onto Kieran’s arm before he can leave, your voice dropping to a low whisper.

“Send them to me,” you whisper, “and not a word to anyone.”

Kieran smiles deviously and you roll your eyes, reaching up to ruffle his hair. 

“You’re such a jerk, Kieran.”

“C’mon,” he whines, “you love us.”

You smile up at him, your arm hooking with his. “Maybe just a little.”

He snorts and you let out a laugh, following after Luke and Sylus who had left earlier, talking about something else. Dinner goes smoothly enough and you refuse to tell Luke and Kieran what their presents are, despite their whining.

You feed Mephisto little bites of your food, your finger petting his little feathery head gently every now and then. He preens at the attention, letting out an odd sounding chirp every now and then when you tap his little beak and offer him some more food.

Sylus is seated beside you and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to stop stealing glances at the side of his face. The longer you stare, the more you can feel yourself falling deeper, a pressing crisis unfolding in your mind. 

Fuck . You think you might like him.

Deep rooted feelings of yearning never lead to any good, and yet, you were too impatient not to act on them.You wait patiently, fingers playing with themselves in your lap, for the perfect opportunity. 

It presents itself when Luke and Kieran break out into an insignificant quarrel, their eyes moving elsewhere. Sylus is already looking towards you and you’re leaning forward, cupping the back of his head to bring him closer, lips meeting his in a slow, sweet kiss. 

“What was that for?” Sylus murmurs when you break away, his eyes roving over the flush settling on your cheeks.

“No reason,” you reply nonchalantly, leaning back in your chair.

Sylus scoffs out a laugh, behaving seemingly unaffected. There’s a light flush dusted across his cheeks however, his tongue darting out to taste the remnants of you on his lips.

“This is for no reason too,” he says, grabbing your chin and pulling you closer.

You sigh contentedly when he kisses you, arms wrapping around his neck, your lips working against his a little feverishly as though you can’t get enough.

A cacophony of protests breaks out from the twins when they see you and Sylus kissing at the table.

“Gross! Get a room!”

You roll your eyes, breaking away from Sylus to peer over at them. 

“You were the ones that made us kiss,” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Yeah, we didn’t mean all the time,” Luke corrects.

“Deal with it,” Sylus interrupts, brushing a kiss to your cheek.

You hum happily, Sylus’ hand warm as it encases yours under the table. Luke pouts and Kieran mirrors him, both of them slumping back in their chairs.

You and Sylus get a little more privacy when you step outside, snow dusting across both of you, covering the shrubbery and trees. Mephisto swoops through the air, his mechanical wings flapping as he lands on a tree branch above. The icy chill of the wintery air isn’t so bad, not when Sylus is stepping up behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder as he holds you close to him.

“It was bound to happen,” he murmurs, kissing your cheek again as you stare up at the night sky, glittering with stars.

“You seem awfully sure of yourself,” you reply, squeezing his forearms.

“Let’s just say… I had an inkling. I know you, sweetie.”

“I don’t understand what you mean sometimes,” you sigh, peering up at him, head resting on his shoulder.

“You don’t have to,” he whispers, dropping a kiss to your temple.

You sway gently in his arms, pressing yourself closer, eyes slipping shut. You’d kill for more moments of peace like this.

It never seems to last for long.

The beginnings of torn wrapping paper begin to fill your ears and you peek through the glass window to find the twins tearing at their presents.

“Oh, these are sick !” Luke announces, beginning to twirl around the pair of knives you had gotten him.

“They have to wait!” you protest, reaching for the door, “Sylus, they have to wait!”

“Let them,” Sylus murmurs, dragging you back into his arms, his chest rumbling with laughter.

You can’t help but let out an exasperated noise, smiling up at him. Sylus lowers his head and you nudge your nose against his gently, pressing a tender kiss to his lips.

“What?” he asks quietly when you trace the curve of his cheek, your fingers splaying across his skin.

You kiss him again, revelling in the softness of his eyes when you pull apart. There's a strange warmth in your chest, an unknown pull in the back of your mind as though something familiar were evading you.

You feel like you know him too.

“Merry Christmas, Sylus.”

[tapeskingdom]

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