The Winged Wonder

[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.]

[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!]

[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?]

( 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.]