Just a Little Thought
Disclaimer: I don't own Banjo-Kazooie or Banjo-Tooie, but they're two of my all-time favorite games, right up there with Final Fantasy VII. This was inspired by a talk AWF had about the old days and how Kazooie rocked SOOO much more than Banjo.
Summary: After years of living with her stupid companion Banjo and watching an inspiring movie, Kazooie begins to think about why she's still at Spiral Mountain....character death.
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It's over. I'm not even sure as to why I'm here anymore, and my days are only growing longer. Nothing has happened for so long, my will to get into combat has deteriorated. My once large thirst for adventure and the blood of my enemies is almost gone. I may not look it, but I'm a captive.
I must get out of here...
My eyes are weary from looking at the same things daily, and my mouth hungers for exotic tastes. My nature is not that of an indoor girl, but he insists that a pretty young bird like me should stay in check, slowly rotting on my roost. I never felt so much like a psychopath in my life...
I saw a movie the other day, about two girls who escaped from a false world and into the real. It made me think alot, about my own existance, and what I can do. If they could...couldn't I? After seeing the movie, Banjo made sure to hide it. He said it was giving me 'Bad ideas'. If that movie did anything, it informed me of the truth.
I have decided to leave, and hatched a little plan. When he takes me outside today, I won't come back. I'll leave, just like those girls did, but not in a rush of red roses--in a rush of red feathers. I'll go as far away from here as I can, and visit all sorts of places...perhaps I'll even fight a few wars. It doesn't matter where I end up, as long as it's somewhere just for me.
I know he'll look for me, and I know he'll eventually find me. But while I can, I'll try to be on my own. And perhaps, if I'm lucky, I'll die out there, escaping from this life. But there's always the chance that I'll be brought back here, doomed to be buried at spiral mountain under these awful doughnut trees.
Hm.
My moment draws near. I can feel it. Until that moment comes, I'll wait. It's not long, nothing but eleven hours...I must admit thought....I'm pretty excited.
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My moment has come. He's not awake yet, but he's getting there. I can barely keep myself still, thinking of all the things I'll see, taste and hear. Ahh, there he goes.
"I'm sorry Kazooie, I'm to tired to take you out today. Maybe some other day..."
That's it. I'm not sure how, but all I know now is that he's dead, a pool of blood spreading beneath his beaten and bruised body...I'm guessing that I was so excited, that when I heard him say I wasn't going out....
Oh well, I don't need him anymore anyway.
I'm flying as fast as my wings can take me, over these wreched mountains and as far as the eye can see. I quickly look back one more time at the dissapearing mountains behind me. I suddenly have the urge to say the thing those girls said, as they left their boring and tame little cage...
"I have the power to...REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!!"
My voice rings out through the empty fields in front of me, and I spot a castle in the distance. Where I'm going is a world with no paths. Things might not work out for me there, but that's why I must make my own paths. If I go foward, the world will open up to me.
Surely then, I will be entirely free.
Free...
Disclaimer: I don't own Banjo-Kazooie or Banjo-Tooie, but they're two of my all-time favorite games, right up there with Final Fantasy VII. This was inspired by a talk AWF had about the old days and how Kazooie rocked SOOO much more than Banjo.
Summary: After years of living with her stupid companion Banjo and watching an inspiring movie, Kazooie begins to think about why she's still at Spiral Mountain....character death.
**********************************************
It's over. I'm not even sure as to why I'm here anymore, and my days are only growing longer. Nothing has happened for so long, my will to get into combat has deteriorated. My once large thirst for adventure and the blood of my enemies is almost gone. I may not look it, but I'm a captive.
I must get out of here...
My eyes are weary from looking at the same things daily, and my mouth hungers for exotic tastes. My nature is not that of an indoor girl, but he insists that a pretty young bird like me should stay in check, slowly rotting on my roost. I never felt so much like a psychopath in my life...
I saw a movie the other day, about two girls who escaped from a false world and into the real. It made me think alot, about my own existance, and what I can do. If they could...couldn't I? After seeing the movie, Banjo made sure to hide it. He said it was giving me 'Bad ideas'. If that movie did anything, it informed me of the truth.
I have decided to leave, and hatched a little plan. When he takes me outside today, I won't come back. I'll leave, just like those girls did, but not in a rush of red roses--in a rush of red feathers. I'll go as far away from here as I can, and visit all sorts of places...perhaps I'll even fight a few wars. It doesn't matter where I end up, as long as it's somewhere just for me.
I know he'll look for me, and I know he'll eventually find me. But while I can, I'll try to be on my own. And perhaps, if I'm lucky, I'll die out there, escaping from this life. But there's always the chance that I'll be brought back here, doomed to be buried at spiral mountain under these awful doughnut trees.
Hm.
My moment draws near. I can feel it. Until that moment comes, I'll wait. It's not long, nothing but eleven hours...I must admit thought....I'm pretty excited.
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My moment has come. He's not awake yet, but he's getting there. I can barely keep myself still, thinking of all the things I'll see, taste and hear. Ahh, there he goes.
"I'm sorry Kazooie, I'm to tired to take you out today. Maybe some other day..."
That's it. I'm not sure how, but all I know now is that he's dead, a pool of blood spreading beneath his beaten and bruised body...I'm guessing that I was so excited, that when I heard him say I wasn't going out....
Oh well, I don't need him anymore anyway.
I'm flying as fast as my wings can take me, over these wreched mountains and as far as the eye can see. I quickly look back one more time at the dissapearing mountains behind me. I suddenly have the urge to say the thing those girls said, as they left their boring and tame little cage...
"I have the power to...REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!!"
My voice rings out through the empty fields in front of me, and I spot a castle in the distance. Where I'm going is a world with no paths. Things might not work out for me there, but that's why I must make my own paths. If I go foward, the world will open up to me.
Surely then, I will be entirely free.
Free...
