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The AUTHORS series returns with a collaboration between Danil Yad and creative visionary, Jeff Staple. A legendary designer & creator, Staple's likeness is captured in Danil Yad's signature style. Standing 8" tall and made of vinyl, he clasps his iconic "Staple" pigeon in his hands. Featuring detachable shoes that can be swapped around with other figures from the AUTHORS series. Don't miss your chance to add this art toy to your collection!
Gabriel: A sentimonster made by your mother to be our perfect child.
Adrien: (horrified) No! No, it can't be! I'm not... I'm not...
Nathalie: It's true, Adrien.
Adrien: But... but... wait, then why am I allergic to pigeons? How is that "perfect"?
(Gabriel and Nathalie exchange tense looks)
Gabriel: Well, you see, son, a sentimonster represents a person's emotions and, um, well...
Nathalie: Your mother f-ing hated pigeons.
Gabriel: Yes, she despised those miserable sky rats! Every time I see one I think of her and how much she loathed them. Her hatred was so strong that it bled into your amok and gave you an allergy, but that only made you more perfect to her! She never had to worry about you going near those disguising common birds! You were meant to be near more illustrious types of fowl! You are an Agreste, after all!
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Guess what guys, I came up with a way that the pigeon thing could still pay off! (Post I'm referencing) Can we please get some variant of this in the show? I don't even care that it will validate this fandom's total lack of media literacy, I still want it to be canon. I want it to be canon so hard! It perfectly fits the show's brand of humor and it's so dumb that I find it hilarious.
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Everytime i see your header on my phone, i keep thinking it’s seraphim all might and i also keep retracting that because it’s DEFINITELY not that
I don't know who that is, but the picture is actually a d&d npc for a game I used to run, named Pigeon! He was the first angel and first aasimar, an experiment dunked into the well of healing magic and began to infinitely grow body parts. That particular form is him at his most powerful but also in serious need of harvesting to avoid the situation that happened to his feet. He was a really fun character, incapable of thinking in any other manner than lawful good due to the effects of the well.
The Jeff Staple x Dunk Low Pro SB ‘Panda Pigeon’ extends Staple’s enduring collaboration with Nike SB. The moniker lives up to its name with a black and white pattern on the leather and suede upper, finished with the integral pigeon on the lateral heel. A translucent outsole displays a collage of newspaper headlines referring to the legendary Pigeon Dunk launch from 2005
Latte3, a tiny little juvenile but constantly (uselessly) wing slapping and threatening all the other pigeons-hence the scruffy neck from the others correcting it
(The crows were dunking stuff in the water all day)
i looked over those summaries again and maybe im thinking too much into it but it's like "facing their most dangerous enemy, who's been observing them for a long time" and just like. i know we dunk on gabe for being a dumbass sometimes (e.g. mr pigeon #27475) but it feels like they're downplaying when he actually was a threat and a genuinely shitty person (e.g. abusive father) to prop up whoever this new enemy is. it's probably lila as the new butterfly but that also feels shitty because damn, you really gonna say this shitty teenage girl (god, the three moms multiple identities thing is convoluted and stupid) is even worse than shitty actually abusive adult man who is also a terrorist? smh
Yeah it's. It's gonna be REAL hard for them to top Gabriel in terms of being shitty.
Though some morbid part of me kinda wants to see them have Lila actually do something worse than what Gabriel did.
He probably should have expected that she'd find him despite the great lengths he took to make sure he wasn't being followed after ducking into a crevice in the wall opposite the bathing pools where souls went to freshen up and soak. And while he didn't feel the need to do either of those things, Sera was starting to complain about a distinctive barbeque frito smell whenever he fluttered in late to council meetings, so it really was an inevitable task he had to see to lest she punt him all the way down to hell the next time she caught wind of him.
Thankfully he'd been through this every other year (mostly after extermination when he was at his rankest after slaying mad demon ass-) to know where there was a crack in the wall that led down to an off-the-path, under the ground pool. His own little hell to stew in until the grime and fritos smell came out. With his gear lying in a sodden heap and soaking in a nearby tidepool, he took to the deeper part of the bath. Like a pigeon in a stagnant puddle, he dunked himself a couple of times of times before straightening up to shake the water free of his fluffed feathers and to slide a hand up the side of his neck. Passing over a distinctive bite mark buried in the crook of his neck, he took to slicking back a rooster comb's worth of hair out of his eyes. And that's when he saw his lieutenant perched on a rock nearby like she was still on the clock and watching him clean up was an unfortunate bonus of the job.
"The actual fuck- bruh??" Immediately on the defensive as he wasn't too keen to be caught out of just his mask- let alone ALL of his gear, he slammed his wings forward to wrap around his front like a make-shift towel, turning slightly to further shirk from her gilded gaze. "You can't just sneak up on some guy lettin' it all hang out like that, for fuck's sake." Not that it was just his dick that was hanging out-...he made a notable attempt to suck in slightly under the cover of his wings as he waited to see what the hell her deal was.
Tug-of-war on (and as much over) the Little Pigeon River
ALONG THE LITTLE PIGEON RIVER IN GATLINBURG, TN: On one bank ... The Banana Splits--Bingo, Drooper, Fleegle and Snorky.
And on the other ... the Cattanooga Cats--Country, Groove, Scoots and Kitty Jo.
And myself, Snagglepuss, trying not to get too caught up in the former Laff-a-Lympics personna, with Huckleberry Hound at my side. Not to mention Mildew Wolf, my old color commentary compadre from Laff-a-Lympics days.
Barely two blocks from The Parkway, Gatlinburg's main drag, but off something called the Parkway Bypass, constructed primarily for such concerned about the Corrupting Influence of Certain Touristic Distractions on the Easily-Influenced, children especially ... or wanting a quicker, less-distracting route into Great Smoky Mountains National Park, of which Gatlinburg is its gateway.
"Uh, Snag?" (It was Huckleberry Hound talking.) "I just hope you're not getting too ahead of yourself."
"Uh--apologies, Huck."
"With friends like us, what's there to apologise for?"
At any rate, the rope to be used in said tug-of-war is brought over and one end tossed to The Banana Splits' side, with Bingo catching same and getting such extended so both ends of the rope are about equal length on either side of the Little Pigeon. Which is probably more of a brook at best, but has been known to see its share of flood activity.
Now mind you, this is more or less a "warmup" for some of the other events of the Easter weekend which the Cattanooga Cats, having the artisan coffee house Cattanooga Klatsche in Gatlinburg, are hosting, to culminate on Easter Sunday with the Gatlinburg Easter Parade. A Character Convocation, in a way.
And with some of the curious wondering "what the [N4BSK] is going on here, anyway?!" on seeing such an unlikely tug-of-war in preparation, not to mention Super Snooper and Blabbermouse being brought in to inspect the rope to make sure nothing of the Dick Dastardly brand is ensuing beforehand (as in, say, cutting away at the rope to the point of near-fraying so that such breaks when the teams lest expect it) ...
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Just a little after noon ... things seem a little tense on both banks of the river as both teams await the starter's signal ... the curious can't help but wonder at the inexplicably spontaneous match about to ensue ... Mildew Wolf fires the starter's pistol--and it becomes something of a serious free-for-all, Bingo leading the Splits' side and Groove, considering his bulk, leading for the Cats.
The rope is taut across the Little Pigeon as the teams take hold of same, Snorky honking away in sheer excitement as the whole gets underway, otherwise, cries of "heave-HO! heave-HO!" can be heard from Bingo and Groove directed at their respective sides.
No wonder curious tourists can't help but notice the scene emerging on their samrt phones and record away the same, adding plenty of "WTF?!"-type rejoinders and annotation to their videos as the strain on both teams becomes evident, amusing the crowd even more even as they wonder who will come out victorious.
For some reason, Groove senses a sort of weakness on the Splits' side, and even though Bingo tries his best to lead the Splits onward--it was bound to happen: The Banana Splits lost their grip on the rope for some reason, causing all four to get a silly sort of dunking into the Little Pigeon, prompting Fleegle to indignantly ask of the Cattanooga Cats had some sort of "secret weapon" giving them unfair advantage.
(It will be of interest to note, reader, where Groove is the Cattanooga Cats' jock-type bandmember, on a par with Bingo for the Splits. But at any rate, there was nothing but good-natured jesting, hugging and handshakes between the two when it was all said and done, followed by Groove as much as the Cattanooga Cats treating The Banana Splits to barbecue as Groove cam manage to pull off. It was said the smoke from that barbecue marathon drifted over the Parkway, causing some tourists to wonder if fog or haze had suddenly drifted in along the Parkway. And just imagine Snorky chomping away on the pulled pork barbecue sandwiches in particular, and on egg buns at that!)