~>Fury of the Wind<~ (A Bird RP)

[Amer]

“We were once a powerful army that the notguls feared! But, when the pigeons won the war, we disbanded! Separated we are weak, united we are strong! If we assemble again, like the gulls of legend, we will be feared!!!” Fish Sticks practically bellowed the last part of his-and-Riski’s-speech.
Squawk erupted in the assembled gulls. They raised their wings and argued loudly with each other. Some shouted questions up at Fish Sticks, but most were lost in the noise.
“Our life is fine as it is!”
“We can beat those tiny, round notguls!”
“There are too many pigeons!”
“Yeah! Let’s reclaim our pizza!”
“Who will lead us?”
Fish Sticks watched it all, his wings limp at his sides. He had just done this. But, why? Sure, Riski had told him to, but he wouldn’t have said all that just for him. All his life, Fish Sticks halacked ambition. He never thought that he would deliver a speech trying to rally the gulls for war. Did he even know what he was doing? Maybe. And that was the part that scared him the most.

Splash shook his head. He shivered and shook his head again. Why would Blizzard do this? He’s trying to protect us. This, Splash knew. But the cost was too high. That gull was in the same situation as many of the gathered pigeons here.

“Say, ‘I will lead you, if the need comes to it, but I cannot lead you alone,’” Riski said. The way he phrased it made it sound like a polite suggestion, but would the gulls accept the proposition?
~
”We’re no different from that gull, Blizzard,” a female pigeon said. “He didn’t want this. It’s the lieutenants’ fault, you’ve seen how they treated them.”
“He probably entered our territory. That’s basically breaking the only rule the General set out for them,” her mate consoled.
“That’s not true. You know that’s not true!” she said. “The pigeon gangs go out into the other territories at times, just to strike fear into the other birds, and remind them whose in charge. They didn’t want this war. That gull didn’t deserve it.”

“We can beat those tiny, round notguls!”
“Yeah! Let’s reclaim our pizza!”

(I laughed out loud at this. I’m at a sleepover, and she’s like so I showed her this and she started laughing too.)

 

[Anime2lover]

Rocket changed direction slightly, heading towards the dump. She didn’t intend to land there, unless there was no other alternative.

*nanako kept close by her so she didn't get lost. Though made a disgusted face when she started to smell the junkyard.*

Nanako: where exactly are we headed??

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Say, ‘I will lead you, if the need comes to it, but I cannot lead you alone,’” Riski said. The way he phrased it made it sound like a polite suggestion, but would the gulls accept the proposition?
~
”We’re no different from that gull, Blizzard,” a female pigeon said. “He didn’t want this. It’s the lieutenants’ fault, you’ve seen how they treated them.”
“He probably entered our territory. That’s basically breaking the only rule the General set out for them,” her mate consoled.
“That’s not true. You know that’s not true!” she said. “The pigeon gangs go out into the other territories at times, just to strike fear into the other birds, and remind them whose in charge. They didn’t want this war. That gull didn’t deserve it.”

(I laughed out loud at this. I’m at a sleepover, and she’s like so I showed her this and she started laughing too.)

Fish Sticks opened his beak, then clacked it shut. “Wait, me? Leadin’ a buncha gulls? Against the pigeons?” He shook his head and waddled backwards. “I’m not a leader!”

“I agree!” Splash piped up. He was normally quiet, and certainly not one to shout. But he couldn’t stand by and let Blizzard do this, whatever his intentions may be. “This is wrong, Blizzard!”

Blizzard hunched his shoulders. “I know he doesn’t deserve it.” He said heavily, “But there’s no other way.” With that, he winged away, the other three pigeons following him. He wondered if they’d make it in time, or if all this effort would be for nothing. The night was close, but there were always lights in the City.

*nanako kept close by her so she didn't get lost. Though made a disgusted face when she started to smell the junkyard.*

Nanako: where exactly are we headed??

“Garbageland,” Rocket muttered, “unless a hawk swoops down and eats all six of the pigeons after us.”

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks opened his beak, then clacked it shut. “Wait, me? Leadin’ a buncha gulls? Against the pigeons?” He shook his head and waddled backwards. “I’m not a leader!”

“I agree!” Splash piped up. He was normally quiet, and certainly not one to shout. But he couldn’t stand by and let Blizzard do this, whatever his intentions may be. “This is wrong, Blizzard!”

Blizzard hunched his shoulders. “I know he doesn’t deserve it.” He said heavily, “But there’s no other way.” With that, he winged away, the other three pigeons following him. He wondered if they’d make it in time, or if all this effort would be for nothing. The night was close, but there were always lights in the City.

“Garbageland,” Rocket muttered, “unless a hawk swoops down and eats all six of the pigeons after us.”

"Well, who else do you think could lead the gulls?" Riski hissed. Sure, he could think of a few more competent candidates, but they wouldn't mindlessly carry out his orders. But if Fish Sticks didn't want to be leader, Riski couldn't force it on him. To start the revolution he would have to fall into an advisers position rather than puppet master.
~
The pigeons flew after Blizzard.

 

[Anime2lover]

Fish Sticks opened his beak, then clacked it shut. “Wait, me? Leadin’ a buncha gulls? Against the pigeons?” He shook his head and waddled backwards. “I’m not a leader!”

“I agree!” Splash piped up. He was normally quiet, and certainly not one to shout. But he couldn’t stand by and let Blizzard do this, whatever his intentions may be. “This is wrong, Blizzard!”

Blizzard hunched his shoulders. “I know he doesn’t deserve it.” He said heavily, “But there’s no other way.” With that, he winged away, the other three pigeons following him. He wondered if they’d make it in time, or if all this effort would be for nothing. The night was close, but there were always lights in the City.

“Garbageland,” Rocket muttered, “unless a hawk swoops down and eats all six of the pigeons after us.”

Nanako: inone think i'd rather try my luck with other pidgeons then a hawk. *she said in respince.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

"Well, who else do you think could lead the gulls?" Riski hissed. Sure, he could think of a few more competent candidates, but they wouldn't mindlessly carry out his orders. But if Fish Sticks didn't want to be leader, Riski couldn't force it on him. To start the revolution he would have to fall into an advisers position rather than puppet master.
~
The pigeons flew after Blizzard.

Fish Sticks went silent, deep in thought- though he wasn’t thinking about sparrows this time. Finally, he looked back at Riski. “What do you want me to say?”

They arrived at the place where Moonlight and the injured gull waited. “We have to move quickly.” Blizzard cooed, already landed. Bagel Bite glared at them in silence, refusing to say anything to the trash-birds. Blizzard avoided his spiteful gaze and focused on the task at wing.

Nanako: inone think i'd rather try my luck with other pidgeons then a hawk. *she said in respince.*

Rocket offered her a quick, crooked smile, then had to put on a burst of speed again as the wind changed direction. The dump was getting closer, just as the sky was getting darker. Both of these things were in their favor, if they could just get out of the other birds’ sights for a second..

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks went silent, deep in thought- though he wasn’t thinking about sparrows this time. Finally, he looked back at Riski. “What do you want me to say?”

They arrived at the place where Moonlight and the injured gull waited. “We have to move quickly.” Blizzard cooed, already landed. Bagel Bite glared at them in silence, refusing to say anything to the trash-birds. Blizzard avoided his spiteful gaze and focused on the task at wing.
Rocket offered her a quick, crooked smile, then had to put on a burst of speed again as the wind changed direction. The dump was getting closer, just as the sky was getting darker. Both of these things were in their favor, if they could just get out of the other birds’ sights for a second..

“Say that you would be willing to lead them, if need be, and they can appoint a general,” Riski hissed, though his confidence in this plan was deflating like an air mattress with a hole in it. What if the gulls didn’t want Fish Sticks as a leader? I know I wouldn’t.
“Before I lose all nerve, just say it!”
~
“Okay,” Moonlight said. The birds all grabbed a limb. Moonlight nodded towards Blizzard to grab the head, or whatever he would deem the most comfortable. Bagel Bite could have struggled, but with so many pigeons, and a lame wing, it would have been no use.

 

[Anime2lover]

Fish Sticks went silent, deep in thought- though he wasn’t thinking about sparrows this time. Finally, he looked back at Riski. “What do you want me to say?”

They arrived at the place where Moonlight and the injured gull waited. “We have to move quickly.” Blizzard cooed, already landed. Bagel Bite glared at them in silence, refusing to say anything to the trash-birds. Blizzard avoided his spiteful gaze and focused on the task at wing.
Rocket offered her a quick, crooked smile, then had to put on a burst of speed again as the wind changed direction. The dump was getting closer, just as the sky was getting darker. Both of these things were in their favor, if they could just get out of the other birds’ sights for a second..

*nanako dove down after her. Once they were at the dump she would duck and weave until she found aa hiding spot and lost her pursuers.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Say that you would be willing to lead them, if need be, and they can appoint a general,” Riski hissed, though his confidence in this plan was deflating like an air mattress with a hole in it. What if the gulls didn’t want Fish Sticks as a leader? I know I wouldn’t.
“Before I lose all nerve, just say it!”
~
“Okay,” Moonlight said. The birds all grabbed a limb. Moonlight nodded towards Blizzard to grab the head, or whatever he would deem the most comfortable. Bagel Bite could have struggled, but with so many pigeons, and a lame wing, it would have been no use.

Fish Sticks eyed him. He’s acting like a human whose hotdog’s been stolen. Nevertheless, the clumsy gull turned and addressed the audience once again.
“We must appoint a general!” He paused to make sure he had their attention. “I would lead you if needed, gulls!”
The arguing below erupted with newfound vigor as the gulls strove to decide who would be their leader.

Blizzard gripped Bagel Bite’s neck feathers. Then the group was off, looking to anyone below like a singularly horrible monster, with many pairs of wings and more than a few beaks and claws. The ever-present lights of the city guided them as the light of the sun disappeared completely under the horizon.

Cement landed, stumbling and panting, on the short green grass of the human-empty high school. She squinted around her in the darkness, locating Russet, Toren, and Terra. And, of course, Salty Fries. A white-splashed guard of Suliver's gang landed besides them. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The lights scattered around, left on for reasons unknown to the birds, provided just enough light that the guard could stare in awe at the strange group before her.
“How..?” She shook her head, then seemed to adopt a more professional air. “We’ll take it from here.” She puffed out her chest and let out a throaty coo, which led to the approach of more pigeons, until they out-numbered Cement’s group. “Gang leader Cement.” The gray-and-white bird addressed her formally, admiration in her gaze. “Suliver told me, that, if you returned, he would tell you everything you want to know. You are a valuable ally.” She bobbed her head and stepped back. Some of her companions, however, didn’t look so pleased. They still did their job, though, and carried Salty Fries onto the roof of a nearby school building.

*nanako dove down after her. Once they were at the dump she would duck and weave until she found aa hiding spot and lost her pursuers.*

Rocket flew ever-lower in order to try and find a good place to stash herself and Nanako. Her eyes strained against the darkness.

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks eyed him. He’s acting like a human whose hotdog’s been stolen. Nevertheless, the clumsy gull turned and addressed the audience once again.
“We must appoint a general!” He paused to make sure he had their attention. “I would lead you if needed, gulls!”
The arguing below erupted with newfound vigor as the gulls strove to decide who would be their leader.

Blizzard gripped Bagel Bite’s neck feathers. Then the group was off, looking to anyone below like a singularly horrible monster, with many pairs of wings and more than a few beaks and claws. The ever-present lights of the city guided them as the light of the sun disappeared completely under the horizon.

Cement landed, stumbling and panting, on the short green grass of the human-empty high school. She squinted around her in the darkness, locating Russet, Toren, and Terra. And, of course, Salty Fries. A white-splashed guard of Suliver's gang landed besides them. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The lights scattered around, left on for reasons unknown to the birds, provided just enough light that the guard could stare in awe at the strange group before her.
“How..?” She shook her head, then seemed to adopt a more professional air. “We’ll take it from here.” She puffed out her chest and let out a throaty coo, which led to the approach of more pigeons, until they out-numbered Cement’s group. “Gang leader Cement.” The gray-and-white bird addressed her formally, admiration in her gaze. “Suliver told me, that, if you returned, he would tell you everything you want to know. You are a valuable ally.” She bobbed her head and stepped back. Some of her companions, however, didn’t look so pleased. They still did their job, though, and carried Salty Fries onto the roof of a nearby school building.

Rocket flew ever-lower in order to try and find a good place to stash herself and Nanako. Her eyes strained against the darkness.

The harsh cries of gulls below was heard, though the only ones understood were spoken by those who screamed the loudest.
“Why should we pick you then?”
“Who else would we pick?”
“He speaks clever and gutsily. I s’pose he’d make a smart top gull.”
“Look at the large, tough one at his side.”
“He probably has gulls to back him up.”
“I don’t see no army! What about Vaatras? He’d make a good leader!”
“Or general. It’s enough to have Vaatras generally bossing birds around to know I don’t want it to be his job.”
“And have this upstart? This nobirdie? We need someone with genuine leadership experience!”
~
Eventually they arrived at General One Toe’s place or whatever it’s called.
Moonlight tied the gull up and sent the other pigeons away. They would need to
Russet grinned and nodded.
This was Cement. She could defeat any foe, and he would try to assist with his parka-handicapped antics. That’s our Cement.