towerofanimus | First Flight (Open)

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First Flight (Open)

Characters: Pipit and you!!
Setting: Around the tower basically anywhere you like
Format: I prefer action, but I'll follow!
Summary: Pipit wakes up and... does... everything people do when they wake up.
Warnings: ~~BIRDS~~ None, but I'll change it if I need a reason.

[room 2-06]

[Pipit's not really used to waking up with sleep paralysis or in a home he can legitimately breathe in, so needless to say, he does freak out a little bit when he wakes up - and once the paralysis wears off, he sits up quickly, to get a look at his surroundings.

This... sure isn't his house. ~~It's way too clean.~~

Yeah, he notices all of his roomies that may or may not be in there, sure - and he'll be happy with greeting them, they all look so young! - but first what the hell is this jumpsuit he's in. Don't mind if he just gets into his tunic because seriously, he's not Ghirahim.

But once he's got everything settled - shield and sword on his back like they should be - he offers up a smile and a wave to those joining him. c:]

Mornin'!

[Yeah; he can ask about this place once introductions are over.]

[Any floor anywhere!!]

[Pipit's going to be wandering the tower for sure, checking every nook and cranny he can get to and trying to get his bearings. And also probably fighting off monster birds on the forest floor because holy hell these things have teeth what kind of birds have teeth. Feel free to run into this Link lookalike in the golden yellow tunic! Or trip him! Or whatever, he really doesn't mind anything!]

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[... Oh no.]

I'm sorry, I didn't understand what you had said!
You talk oddly; it's a little hard for me to keep up!

[Squinting. What was it he was on about, again?]

Oh, uhhh, sorry, motherfucker.

[Man, another person who couldn't understand him. Come on, people, get all up at that alien gangsta swagg lingo!]

I, uh. I guess I was all to say that I ain't never seen so many peeps to be lookin' like what you all do. With the pink skinflaps and shit, you know, dog? Only seen me a few of them bitches what's all before. All trolls where I come from.

Er, came from...

I... think I understand.

[Maybe. Sort of. He's not too good with words, to be honest.]

I've never seen anything like you, of course!

[Another grin.]

Ain't being at all that motherfuckin' different, we aren't. Least this brother don't be thinking so, from what all I can be getting my fuckin' see on of at you.

Aside from the horns and skin, I see no difference at all!

[Just... grey people with horns, really. At least, in Pipit's eyes.]

Which means you won't be treated differently, from me.

[A laugh. It was nice not having to stare down at people, since this guy was pretty tall, too! No more strained necks yeah!]

Well ain't that the politest shit I ever was to fuckin' be all gettin' to my sponge clots. Motherfucker don't all have to be gettin' his wicked manners on at a brother such to be like myself, I think.

[He begins to trek forward again, talking as if Pipit was just supposed to know to follow him. Maybe he forgot the part where he was supposed to verbally communicate the beginning of a walk cycle with his newfound comrade. Oh, well.]

You lost in here, too, bro?

I treat everyone equally, Gamzee - it's the Pipit Way!

[Yep; he's following right behind the kid, sword and shield at the ready.]

Not at all - I was admiring the birds on this floor, actually!
They're very dangerous, but they have beautiful plumage.

Ad...miring them?

[He stares at Pipit with a worried expression. Sure, he'd tried to befriend them himself at first, but the beasts didn't take too kindly to his peaceful advances. His hands were all torn up from their retaliation, but he hardly noticed. Indigo dripped down off of the backs of his hands, down his fingers. Whoops. Oh well. It probably looked like weird paint to this guy, anyway. Weird aliens and their same-color blood.]

Be all fuckin' dangerous of you to do that shit, you think, though?

[Pipit just holds his shield up as they walk, smiling.]

I was admiring them from afar, of course!
But I wasn't afraid to take them on if they wanted to butt heads; I'm a knight, after all, I can take a few small birds!

[Even though he... really. really didn't want to. ~~Sob he loves birds ok~~]

[Swoooon what a charmer. This gets him an incredulous glance.]

Oh, a fuckin' Knight? Best bro of mine be one of those, if I got my remember all on of that shit what's motherfuckin' correctly...

[Squinting. Now he's not sure. Not like Pipit has any idea what the hell he's talking about, anyway.]

Don't remember what I all was to be, though.

[Yeah he has no clue what he's on about.]

You were friends with other knights, hmm?

[Sob he can only hope they were as chivalrous and knightly as he.]

[He nods excitedly. Oh, yay, he gets to talk about his best friend.]

Still am, motherfucker! Little bro be my best motherfuckin' friend what's I all ever went and got! He all be here somewhere in the Tower, too. But, uh, I dunno where he at right the fuck now. Definitely ain't got his ass all deep in these fuckin' woods like this motherfucker. At least, I all don't be thinkin' he would be.

He ain't wear all the shit like what's you do, though.

[Then, a thought?]

You one of them crazy FLARPer dudes?

I... don't know what a FLARPer is, actually!

[like seriously, what is that.]

You know, man, like, them crazy ass bitches go around dressin' them fuckin' selves all up to be fancy adventurer motherfuckers or some shit such to be like that way.

[He narrows his eyes. Guess not.]

You ain't one of 'em then, though?

Well... If you're saying they pretend to be adventurers, then no, of course not!

I'm a real knight - it's my duty to protect my home and the citizens who can't protect themselves! Monsters tended to run loose on my home island, so us knights were necessary over time.

[He is the REAL DEAL, bro.]

[Swoon swoon swoon.]

Motherfuck, you got all, like, chivalry to be flowin' up out them hear ducts, don't you, brother?

[He laughs lightheartedly, starting to flick his clubs in to the air again. He can't just hang on to them when they're in his hands like that.]

Whoa, wait, you all to be comin' from a motherfuckin' island?

Yes, I do - an island in the sky! Multiple, really; but I only live on one.

[He's just... going to make sure he avoids the clubs, then.]

We knew it as Skyloft.

[AN ISLAND IN THE SKY!?!?!? THAT IS SO COOL!?!?!?!? HE TRIPS OVER A HUGE ROOT BECAUSE THAT IS SO COOL AND HE LANDS ON HIS FACE?]

Motherfuck!!!

[DFGHLKFJGH - damn, he was so close to catching him! So instead, he'll help him up - all worried like because this troll guy is still a kid ok.]

Are you alright?

[He rubs his head. Well, that wasn't very smooth. He's got dirt all over the side of his face now as he scoops up his dropped clubs.]

Ughh, thanks, Pipit bro. Crazy ass overgrown bitches be crawlin' all up outta fuckin' nowhere!

[Except a huge tree root was pretty obvious to the more observant. He suddenly remembers what caused him to bust his shit in the first place.]

Oh, fuck, that's right! You all say somethin' 'bout a bunch of wicked islands in the motherfucking sky or some shit?

Ah... yes, I did. My homeland - the island of Skyloft!

[... Hold on a sec; he's just... going to wipe off all that dirt on your face. Poor boy.]

We rode on the backs of giant birds to get from island to island; every Skyloftian had one, and the bond between a person and their bird was unique and special!

[Oh what is with these crazy-hat-wearing motherfuckers and wiping the paint off of his face!? Okay well now instead of half of his face being covered in dirt, it's just half-gray. Not sure which is worse.

His eyes widen at the mention of BIG BIRDS because what the hell isn't great about big birds.]

All y'all motherfuckers were to be at having big fuckin' squawkbeasts for lusii?

[Nope you lost him again.]

... "Lusii"?

[Blink.]

Uhh, them big dudes that be all to get their raise on of you?

Oh - parents. Haha, no, but I wish!
My parents were just humans, like me.

[He doesn't like talking about either of them though.]

But Loftwings are much more amazing; they're kind of like guardians, in a way!

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well well, want to see just how different they are? WONK WONK

fdgkgfh PUNCHES YOU

DEFTLY DODGES PUNCH and wonders if that last line was a monty python reference

... you can pretend it was LMFAO

OKAY I WILL also wow what a bird nerd look that rhymed

yeah he's something of a bird expert

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DW STOP LOGGING ME OUT OH MY GOD

PUNCHES IT

MY HERO

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