07-24-2013, 09:42 AM
I'll just steal the spotlight while we wait for actual continuation. Ahem...
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the city...
It was nighttime and a storm was raging on atop the tall buildings not too far away. The man had just finished watching Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead for the third time and was taking a walk outside to clear his mind of undead fowl. He hoped the growling thunder would die down before it reached his cottage, the last storm had done enough damage to his yard as it was. Lost in his thoughts the man took a wrong turn and found himself walking on the forest path leading to the nearby lake. Not really minding the path he had taken he continued onwards in hopes of catching a glimpse of the beautiful full moon adorning the night sky above the water. Thankfully it was not covered by the dark clouds that were now left far behind. What, however, had not been left far behind, were red feverish eyes that gleamed in the darkness of the thick foliage.
When he was nearing the end of the path he started thinking about his old friends, all the people back in the Forums. Whatever had happened to them since everything went wrong? The man wasn't aware of the turn for the worse as he had not been in contact with those people for what felt like forever. Just as the lake came into his vision his thoughts were interrupted by the rustling from the bushes by the path. He prepared to encounter a wild animal when out came a... chicken? Why on earth was a chicken there? Having never played Legend of Zelda in his life, the person started towards the creature not aware of the imminent danger he was in. "How did you get all the way out here little buddy?" Before he could continue he stopped in his tracks when he saw dozens upon dozens pairs of eyes shining in the moonlit growth. "What the..?" And that was all he was able to utter when the white, bloodthirsty avians flocked from the bushes and covered his body, tearing away with their sharp beaks and claws. After a while, the night was silent again. Left on the road lied the man, motionless. The cuccos seemed to have spared him apart from one thing. They had literally pecked his face off in one piece and taken it with them. This was a massively distracting sight.
I'm not really one to interfere with the main story and since I'm called the King of Spinoffs elsewhere, I guess you could take it as such :P To be honest, I kinda wanted to use Ghost Nappa in this but seeing as he is kinda occupied atm... Anyway, if you want to make something of this, the story does have a lesson to be learned. Beware of Cuccos.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the city...
It was nighttime and a storm was raging on atop the tall buildings not too far away. The man had just finished watching Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead for the third time and was taking a walk outside to clear his mind of undead fowl. He hoped the growling thunder would die down before it reached his cottage, the last storm had done enough damage to his yard as it was. Lost in his thoughts the man took a wrong turn and found himself walking on the forest path leading to the nearby lake. Not really minding the path he had taken he continued onwards in hopes of catching a glimpse of the beautiful full moon adorning the night sky above the water. Thankfully it was not covered by the dark clouds that were now left far behind. What, however, had not been left far behind, were red feverish eyes that gleamed in the darkness of the thick foliage.
When he was nearing the end of the path he started thinking about his old friends, all the people back in the Forums. Whatever had happened to them since everything went wrong? The man wasn't aware of the turn for the worse as he had not been in contact with those people for what felt like forever. Just as the lake came into his vision his thoughts were interrupted by the rustling from the bushes by the path. He prepared to encounter a wild animal when out came a... chicken? Why on earth was a chicken there? Having never played Legend of Zelda in his life, the person started towards the creature not aware of the imminent danger he was in. "How did you get all the way out here little buddy?" Before he could continue he stopped in his tracks when he saw dozens upon dozens pairs of eyes shining in the moonlit growth. "What the..?" And that was all he was able to utter when the white, bloodthirsty avians flocked from the bushes and covered his body, tearing away with their sharp beaks and claws. After a while, the night was silent again. Left on the road lied the man, motionless. The cuccos seemed to have spared him apart from one thing. They had literally pecked his face off in one piece and taken it with them. This was a massively distracting sight.
I'm not really one to interfere with the main story and since I'm called the King of Spinoffs elsewhere, I guess you could take it as such :P To be honest, I kinda wanted to use Ghost Nappa in this but seeing as he is kinda occupied atm... Anyway, if you want to make something of this, the story does have a lesson to be learned. Beware of Cuccos.