Left-Handed Birdventure

You're a bird. You may or may not be "left-handed," although you're not really sure what that means??

What do you wanna do today?

>_

quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle

Navigate a right-handed world! Puzzle over scissors! Turn left at intersections! Bump arms with people sitting next to you.

Or maybe go find a left-handed worm

quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle

seconded

Do you even have hands?

You must find the left-handed versions of forks, spoons, and things.

Build a symmetric nest.

Locate worm. D E V O U R.

find a right-handed bird and argue with them

quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle

You swing your head back and oodle loodle wardle doodle WOOooo.


Oh shit another bird.

find a right-handed bird and argue with them

You go find the other bird. Looks like it's your dad.


You say hey dad. He says hi darl'.


You ask whether he's "right-handed." He tells you to stop making up words. It's weird. You say sorry.

Navigate a right-handed world! Puzzle over scissors! Turn left at intersections! Bump arms with people sitting next to you.

Or maybe go find a left-handed worm

Locate worm. D E V O U R.

You ask dad if he's heard any good worms lately. He says yeah, the big noisy thing that makes the grass shorter came through before and disturbed a bunch of bugs. Better be quick, though. You know how your mother is.

Do you want to stay here, or forage somewhere else?

>_

Let's stick around.

what do you know, those big leggy things are useful for something

>Try to collect bugs in your wings.

Go get some of them left-handed BUUUGS, preferably before left-handed curfew

> Go to bed. The early worm gets the birds, but the bugs go to those who wait. I think. How does that go again?

Let's stick around.

Go get some of them left-handed BUUUGS, preferably before left-handed curfew

You decide to stick around and try to find some o' those sweet, sweet, sweet, SWEET bugs. You listen carefully for the sounds of tiny legs scurrying beneath the soil and the subtle shifting of earth.


You get ready spear your beak into the dirt when you feel a familiar intimidating aura coming from somewhere behind you...







MOVE OUT AND GO FIND A MATE



She's getting a lot less subtle about this.

>_

> Sprout a beefy left arm

Your mom is rude, and if she was treating her child like this, that child would be inclined to run away anyways.

Leave and never come back. Cut her out of your life.

But don't forget to back a lunch!

> Stay annoyingly close to her.

>blog about this incident, the way birds blog. Your friends will cheer you up.

a b log, or a bug log. Old downed trees where strapping young birds gather and bemoan the Previous Generation while grubbin' for grub(s)

>Leave, and find a mate. Said mate is actually a delicious worm. Devour mate like a left-handed praying mantis.

> Sprout a beefy left arm

If only you could improve your social standing in some way, maybe your mother would be nicer to you... You imagine sprouting a beefy left arm...


You stop imagining sprouting a beefy left arm because you realise you have no idea what a beefy left arm is.

> Stay annoyingly close to her.

You decide to show your mother that her intimidation tactics won't work on you any more! You have the right to stay in this territory and--


oh fuck oh my god

No none of that, go to the thin blocky thing with a semi-seethrough mesh that swings over the hole where the upright-walking creatures come in and out of. Then make little squeak sounds at it until one of the upright creatures feed you something.

You decide you're going to forage somewhere else after all. Looks like someone is already here...

>_

it's that asshole Willie

stay away from Asshole Willie... he just called you over, didn't he?

> Strike up some friendly smalltalk.