talontrot: PM me if you want this to come down! (just try to mess with me)
[Voice]

[This particular announcement begins with a close-up on one slightly-irritated looking breegull's face. The journal has gotten easier to open without hands, but it's still not always a cakewalk.

After a moment, though, her beak shifts into something resembling a smile - a little mocking, perhaps, but a smile nonetheless.]


So. Some heck of a birthday I have, right? Village looks like a pile of junk, Malnosso-guys going nuts, some dumb draft thing they didn't send me on, all this crud. And on top of all that, I still got my "present" from the Malnosso-guys to worry about. [She looks down at her wings pointedly to emphasize this.] So. Gotta cheer this place up a little, I think!

First 'n' foremost. It's my birthday today - s'when my first game came out, Banjo-Kazooie - so none of you had better forget! And I'm gonna need something really awesome. Maybe something even cooler than my hero party! As well as tons of presents, because a party's not a party without some presents -

[... but there is another problem, too.]

- whenever all this junk gets cleaned up, anyway. Is that even ever gonna happen? The fat ol' hag's cruddy amusement park looked better kept-up than this place and I was clearing out like half of the stupid stuff on the ground!

Anyway. [Almost idly, but:] How many of you other guys've had birthdays here? And what's it like for you weird non-cartoony-types, what with that getting-older thing and all?

[And because she can't filter:] Oh, hey, anybody know how to make some... I dunno, fake robot-y wings or something? [Eggman would be proud.] Marco said somethin' about "blacksmiths", whatever the heck that means.


[Action]

[Okay, so having a party now isn't really feasible. Some of the Pony House is missing, the whole village is still messy and broken (though it starts repairing later today!) and in general everything is a shambles. But this doesn't stop Kazooie from poking through the Item Shop and Weapons Shop for her Eggs and some decent snack food for her birthday.

People might catch her trying to awkwardly scoop chips - or crisps, as she'd call them; seed and nut mixes, candy and other assorted foods - perhaps even a whole cake - into a bag with the blunt hind-wings, or otherwise struggling with her items (but totally not asking for help or anything because that's lame) while she tries to navigate the shops. But eventually she'll get them outside! And maybe make a spectacle of herself eating them near or around the Fountain because she loves being the centre of attention. Come up and talk to her! She'll regale you with tales of her epic video game series.]
talontrot: (are you crazy?! wait. yes. it's you.)
[Saturday]

[Well, this is weird. There sure are a heck of a lot of people in Luceti today... more than Kazooie's ever seen before. Trotting around the village as usual is getting more and more difficult without bumping into some dumb New Feather-kinda-guy.

... And is it just her or are they missing wings?

Eventually Kazooie gets uncomfortable enough with everything to turn to the journals.]


Someone know why all these weird wingless guys keep showing up...? At this rate there isn't gonna be any room left! I'm not inviting weirdos into my apartment!

[Still, a bird's gotta go out. And so Kazooie can be found around the village, side-eyeing any newcomers. Is there anybody who she recognizes, who will recognize her, or who will otherwise cause shenanigans?]


[Sunday]

[Okay, so things haven't gotten any less weird, but Kazooie does not care because today there is a Jiggy in Luceti. Holy crap. It is big and shining and golden and it is right there and she has missed her Jiggies so much.

The aforementioned golden puzzle piece will be rotating quietly in the plaza, waiting for any fun shenanigans to occur near or around it while Kazooie marvels over the video function.]


It's a real Jiggy! I haven't found one of those things since the end of Banjo-Tooie! Maybe the Malnosso-guys finally got off their dumb butts and got me one!

[Care to try to take it from her? Or do you just want to marvel?]
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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