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14th August 2006, 08:36 AM
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Super Powered Pijies #3'I was a Pijie scout. Got my badges and everything. They thought us nest building, seed finding, I have my navigation badge...But no where did they teach you how to deal with raving mad psychopijies with delusions of
Eaglehood'. 'Gertrude and Doodles aren't that bad, most of it is just PR'. 'It's the rest of it I'm worried about.' 'You'll be fine Dinkster, If I can handle seven months intimidating the Tigers in Omaha Zoo, then you shouldn't have a problem with Gertrude.....Just, don't muss his feathers, he dosn't like anyone touching them.' With that Tooter climbed back in the bus, worked his Pijie Mojo, and dissapeared off to Omaha. Tooter mad it back just as Victor was coming in to tuck the birdies in. He used the time to peck some of his forgotten lunch. After wishing them all a goodnight, Victor left the room. Tooter gave it a couple of minutes until he was sure Victor was gone, and then set about assembling his command station. A couple of minutes of furious yet stealthy work later Tooter was sitting back in his Pijie Command Chair, or modified Cornflakes box. Dinkster had tricked it out with radios, monitors, internut (Pijie internet) access.. Think of 'The Matrtix', only with better acting, and a small bowl for seeds. Oh, and the middle episode of this story made sense.......But I digress. A quick check of the communications gear later, and Tooter was back in the driving seat. Each of the Pijies had a screen to themselves and were in constant contact via 'Birdie-Cam'. Meantime, inside the house a darker shadow prowled amongst the chair legs in the kitchen, It eclipses the steetlights breifly as it crosses under the window, stopping silently to scent the air. Something was hardwired into it's brain since the dawn of time. And that thing was what it was faintly smelling from the outside of the house right now. Food. *I got to tone this down, I'm scaring the young 'uns.....heck, I'm scaring myself!!* Dinkster stomped back to the house to look for 'Bright Eyes'. He found him hiding in a small hut recently vacated (at speed) by a couple of squirrels. It was the glowing eyes that did it. Dinkster felt sorry for Bright Eyes, he rarely got a chance to meet people. They tended to take one look at his glowing Orbs Of Power, and make beeline for the nearest horizon at speed. It's a pity really, other then having to wear three pairs of shades even on a winter's night he was a big teddybear really. 'So what's the picture?' Asked Dinkster, furtivly looking around for the promised stash of extra seeds, then nodding meaningfully in thier direction. 'Nothing came in or out all day, and help yourself to the safflower seeds. Leave the Peanuts alone, they are for the Summoning'. Dinkster tucked in like a Squab first thing in the morning. Occasionally spitting out seed, he brought Bright Eyes up to speed on the plan. He and Squeeks would disable the alarm then the lot of them go in and do the Pijie Havoc. 'I don't know Dinkster, I have a bad feeling about this. Pijie haters don't usually make it so easy for a law abiding, upstanding bird like yourself to just go waltzing into their houses....' 'Ok, we'll go feed the troops, and then get ready for the summoning. We'll have the backup to hand if we need it.' Dinkster, can we call it something else, this Summoning! -Dot-Dot-Dot!!! stuff is giving me the willies. The group all gathered behiend the trash cans in the back yard, a small space cleared out before them. Dinkster threw a couple of fresh unsalted shelled peanuts into the center. Tooter started the Traditional Pijie greating now used formally when one pijie saying goodbye to another pijie. It has it's roots back in the days of the rockdoves to assemble the flocks from all around the world, It's the official long distance teleportation spell. Fair winds! intoned Tooter from Omaha. Full Crops! Said Dinkster. 'Do we have to do this?' Said Squeeks. 'SHHHH!' Hissed Tater. And NO HAWKS!!! Cooed them all...... Nothing happened. Then nothing happend some more. Followed by still more nada. 'Did you put enough peanuts in Dinkster?' Said Squeeks. 'Yeah, and one or two extra just in case'. 'Guess well just have to wait for a bit, after all he has an ocean to cross.' 'Yeah, a couple of seconds more should do it, should have figured. No Pijie is that fast'. 'Are we waiting for someone?' Said a voice right behiend Squeeks. 'I think they're waiting for us Gertrude' Said another voice from behiend Dinkster. Both birds nearly did something that their humans spent a lot of time cleaning up after.
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"They are ours. We order the hour of their birth, and their death. In between, we have a duty." Last edited by alvin; 17th August 2006 at 04:53 PM. 
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14th August 2006, 03:58 PM
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You really should become a writer. I'm reading these episodes and I can picture the whole thing - the humor's great! I found myself chuckling at some of them. I'd love to see the pigeons acting these scenes out - if only they could.
Who knows? Maybe a movie will be made of this. 
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14th August 2006, 07:14 PM
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Well, I certainly hope Doodles as well as Gertrude are joining the fray...
Also, IF the being inside the house is spelled c-a-t, please be aware that not ALL cats are created equal and many are victums of negative publicity! Besides, Squeaks has had MULITPLE cat experiences and could be a factor in turning the "enemy" into an allay...would only be natural that the animal inside is only following the views of its "pijie-hating" owners! Here's to the NEXT episode, Alvin...carry on! 
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15th August 2006, 07:00 AM
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I really enjoy reading!!!!!Karla
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16th August 2006, 07:55 PM
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Alvin,
Though I myself am fine with it, The Dinkster says that he’s going to sue your for using his name without obtaining a release. He would also like to know what stool pigeon gave up all his naughty little secrets! Very cute, imaginative and funny story. I enjoyed it, and read it to my wife who did also. The only thing I would like to ask is what you were smoking when you thought it up?? Thanks for giving us a good laugh.
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16th August 2006, 10:40 PM
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Rallow,
Dinksters Dream Team took care of all of the details. J. Cock and Stew L. Pigeon informed us that Dinkster released the rights of his story for his fans at Pigeon-Talk. If this is not true, then you will have to talk to them about that. But, they did take us for every peanut we had. Truthfully, I think Stew L. Pigeon and J. Cock-ran. Feather
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17th August 2006, 02:45 PM
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Thanks, Feather!
Hope this clears up any misunderstanding, Rallow! As you know, this site truly follows the "mean/bring no harm" principle religiously... 
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17th August 2006, 04:26 PM
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"They are ours. We order the hour of their birth, and their death. In between, we have a duty."
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17th August 2006, 08:29 PM
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I believe I brought up this question before, in a manner of speaking...Please read the Code of Honor principles in Episode 6. The pijies can be ornery but still have to follow the Code of Honor. BTW, Squeaks seemed liked that for a loooong time after I found him. Of course, it's always possible that they would be completely different on a mission where their uniqueness could be incorporated. Now, THERE is a thought! They need to get away from you... Oops, I forgot, they already are!
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