talontrot: PM me if you want this to come down! (just try to mess with me)
[Sometime after the announcement for the latest mission goes up, this particularly raucous, squawking voice sounds over the journal.

Kazooie sounds nothing short of exultant, and possibly a tad more arrogant than usual.]


Looks like the Malnosso-guys got good taste for once!

[She smirks into the journal - it looks kind of silly, with a beak.] Guess who's going on this awesome mission? That's right - me! Only makes sense that they'd pick a real hero for the job. This monster thing sounds like it needs one heck of a beatdown! So I'll just have to give it one.

[She's not so sure on being accompanied by the creepy droids, though.]

Those dumb-bots they're sendin' with us had better not try anything funny, or I'll turn 'em into scrap.

[Yes, she is entirely too cocky. Judging by her casual-sounding air, this whole concept - going into a completely-new place to face a foreign hellbeast - is old hat to her. But she's probably exaggerating her own abilities by... a lot.]

Wonder if they'll let me bring a few Nests of Eggs with me? Or maybe my backpack? They'd better give us plenty of cool stuff if they want us to kick butt for 'em!

And what else do you guys usually bring on these missions, anyway? Gotta make sure I'm ready to go. Usually I'd just get Banjo to do that for me...

[After her little chat with the villagers, Kazooie will head out, intent on making the rounds in the village and saying hi to anybody she needs to meet before her mission. In particular, she'll be seeking out these people she's supposed to go with, if she hasn't talked to them already.

Also, her friends. Gotta reassure them that she'll be just fine... even if she isn't entirely cognizant of what she's going to be up against. But she's a hero, right? She can do it - no matter what the odds are, she'll make it. She's done it before; she'll do it again, as many times as it takes.

That's what being a hero is all about!]
talontrot: (seriously i WILL peck you)
CANCER

• You will inadvertantly shoplift several times this week.
• You will find a turtle in your laundry.
• Your usually dominant manner is replaced by a coy submissiveness today. Go with it.
• Face facts, you have a dreadful singing voice.

[Kazooie doesn't usually pay much attention to her journal, outside of times where she wants to yammer on to someone or invite someone to go out with her. But anybody's curiosity would be piqued by a bunch of random words appearing, right?

Huh. Kazooie's never heard of this stuff before, but it sounds dumb and annoying and she doesn't like it. Especially not when the piece of crud is making fun of her voice! Her voice is just fine, thank you very much, stupid book!

Irritated, Kazooie goes to huff at the journal system.]


Is everybody's journal-thing being a jerk to them with these stupid words, or am I gonna hafta hit mine with a Grenade Egg?

[Evidently her coy submissiveness hasn't happened yet. Either that, or it doesn't apply to journals.]

These predictions are so dumb! "Submissive"? Me? Pah! I'd sooner stick my face in ol' Stinkpot again! [And she snorts audibly.]

... I bet none of them are gonna come true for me. I'm too awesome to do any of this!

[Spoke way, way too soon, Kazooie.]

What's the dumbest prediction you guys got? And did any of the really stupid junk come true for anybody else?

This has gotta be the lamest thing the Malnosso-guys've done yet!

[Even after she talks to others, though, Kazooie can't get over the journal insulting her. It's consuming her to the point where she's quite deliberately deciding that she's going to go out of her way to make sure that she'll undo every prediction. If she sees a turtle, she'll kick it out on its dumb shell! If she gets a chance to do something, it'll be as dominantly and loudly as possible! She's going to make darn sure she doesn't steal, and she will sing nicely like the bird she is!

... Too bad none of those will work in quite the way she envisions (as unfortunately for her, succeeding at failure is not really success... that was one of the alternate horoscopes she could've gotten, too).


Horrible singing and stealing action on the 27th for those who want it! )

And some coy submissiveness action on the 28th! )

Throughout all of this mess... well, chores still have to happen. Including laundry. Let's see what kind of interesting turtles she'll meet...

Actually, come to think of it, this entire event is going to prove to be pretty interesting. But that's Luceti - and Kazooie's life - for you!]
talontrot: (brb flying away)
Action-tastic part in the morning )

[Later on in the day, Kazooie sits down at her journal, intending to give voice to ideas that have been floating around in her head since the end of the draft.]

So, something I've been wondering for awhile - I know a bunch of the people here are good fighters, but how many of you are heroes? [She pauses for effect a moment, before elaborating on her explanation.] Y'know - goes out, rescues little girls from big ol' witches, finds peoples' lost stuff for them, collects a bunch of items, beats up bad guys who're threatening to take everybody's life force - stuff like that. I've met a couple other heroes, but I wanna know who else is kickin' around in this dump!

[This is partially scoping out her competition. But she has another motive, one she announces after a second of deep thought - well, for her, anyway.]

... Y'see, I've been thinking of throwing a party for us. A real party. Something with plenty of exciting stuff to do - 'cause it gets boring here sometimes when the Malnosso-guys aren't doing anything. That Rec Centre place was great, and I think it needs some livening up again! And it's up to someone as awesome as me to do it.

[With that, she smirks with satisfaction and leans back, waiting for the inevitable deluge of replies. As if she'll actually get any.]
talontrot: (this egg's going right up your ass)
[It's not every day that you wake up after a particularly good game of kick-the-disembodied-witch-skull-around to discover you are very much not at Spiral Mountain. Or... anywhere you even vaguely recognize. Even if you are a first-class adventuring hero.

Naturally, Kazooie was inclined to blame this on Banjo, because there was no way she'd be stupid enough to get totally lost in her sleep. But Banjo was nowhere to be seen, not even after a good look around with the Amaze-O-Gaze goggles. This was unusual, to say the least - unusual and unsettling. Even if Banjo wasn't exactly the sharpest crayon in the box, it was silly for him to just go off on his own. After all, who was gonna protect him? She was clearly the faster and stronger adventurer - he needed her! What did he think he was doing, going off without her?

But first, to inspect the area, like any real hero. Can't go looking for Banjo without discovering some obvious pathways! ... Which are suspiciously absent from this strange forest she's in. Huh.]


Hey... there's nothing here except a book! No nests of Eggs, Feathers, Notes or anything... What kind of place is this, exactly?! It's weirder than Cloud Cuckooland - at least that had music! [Kazooie scoffs loudly, scratching a claw irritably against the foreign dirt.] And boring... what a dumb place to go to have an adventure! Pah, like the bear would pick anywhere good...

[... Wait, didn't old Winky say something about getting Banjo and Kazooie back in Banjo-Threeie? So this was probably it, huh? (Man, that witch could put herself back together fast.) But Kazooie could live with that - maybe she got to be the main character this time! Or maybe it was like the time she got kidnapped for awhile - only it was Banjo's turn to get kidnapped by the hag, and meanwhile Kazooie could be a hero and kick her butt and rescue the furry lug! Either option was one Kazooie was satisfied with for the time being, even if this was a pretty lame sequel so far. And that meant the book was probably important.

Wait - it's got her name on it. It has to be important. So Kazooie picks it up in her beak carelessly and stuffs it under a wing - if it worked for Canary Mary, it'll work for her for a bit, right?

Then she points herself down the nearest tangle of trees and starts trotting through the forest - so much like Pine Grove on the Isle O' Hags, except... it just goes on forever.]


Man, where's a silo when you need one?

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