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Favorite Fictional Birds


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Does anyone have any favorite fictional birds?

Mine are:

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  • Donald Duck (and his whole family)
  • Daffy Duck
  • The Penguins of Madagascar
  • The Babylon Rouges
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  • Every major Rito from the Zelda series (Medli, Teba, Tulin, even Revali)
  • There’s a ton of bird Pokemon, but the ones I think deserve mentions here are Corviknight and Talonflame (and by extension, their pre-evolutions)
  • The Penguins from Madagascar
  • Laserbeak from Transformers (he’s a robot bird, but a bird nonetheless)
  • Hawktor from Bakugan
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Della and Donald Duck, their Uncle Scrooge McDuck, Daisy Duck and Darkwing Duck are my favorite fictional birds! 🦆😁

 

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Sure

I like Donald Duck and sometimes played as him in World of illusion on Sega Genesis.

Falco from Star Fox 64 is another fictional bird I like, an expert Arwing pilot and loyal to Fox McCloud.

Jet the Hawk from Sonic Riders, who proved to be the ideal rival for Sonic in that game

Tweety from Silvester and Tweety in Looney Tunes, he is so cute!

Iago from Aladdin.

 

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My favourites are:

Pidgeot - Pokémon
Kilowattrel (Roy's) - Pokémon Horizons
Piyomon/Biyomon - Digimon Adventure
Hawkmon - Digimon Adventure 02
Wave the Swallow - Sonic
Flickies - Sonic

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Imma cheat on this one with a fictional bird of my own creation.

Every year my girlfriend and I visit her college town, and I'm always fascinated by how defined the area is geographically, so I always make a list of every, and I mean every wild animal I see, and keep track of where and what day I saw it. Gets difficult with some species, particularly a type of ant and some fish that I could only just make out that were actually the juvenile stage that looks nothing like their parent's during this last trip. I like to envision this region as its own continent on a different life sustaining planet, and each day irl, is a new era where additional species are introduced to the setting. If they can survive, then they get to continue on, and adapt. I've very slowly been working on fleshing out this year's set, and with my phone completely out of sorts, it may not get very far at all. Working on getting data recovered.

Anyways, my favorite fictional bird so far from this year's line up, is one I have dubbed, the "Black Death".

Inspired in part by the relationship between the now mutually extinct Haast's Eagle and Moa of New Zealand, it consists of a supersized Raven that soars high above open plains in search of prey, primarily large flightless birds derived from the rock dove or common pigeon.

Having spotted it's prey from such a high vantage, It positions itself under the sun so as to not be directly seen. It dives with beauty and grace, those lucky enough to not be in its line of sight may witness the dark streak plummet to earth like a fallen angel upon the grazing flock below. As suddenly as it began, the spectacle is abruptly shifted by the cracking thud of talons upon a poor avian's back, the spinal column giving in to the impact. The rest scatter, not knowing how else to react. They are safe, for the prize is claimed. The victim, equally clueless though having been spared the rush of fear and adrenaline, as it succumbed the instant it's body touched ground. It never knew what hit it, that it's fellows had scurried haphazardly. The Black Death is not alone, for this disturbance brings opportunity. The flightless beasts are open to attack by birds of another feather, with beaks and talons sharper still if not of similar stature. They lie in wait amidst the tall grasses, swaying with the grains that fuel this ecosystem. Opportunity is a dish best eaten hot, yet grabbed on the go. Nearer as the deceased dove feeds our winged wraith, lesser corvids bide their time to pick at the remains. The Black death does not mind their company. Afterall, their trails and tail feathers pointed the way. Thankful partners in crime, though necessary to their own survival, these descendants of Magpies wait their turn, with much gratitude.

I hope this wall of text paints enough of a picture to capture the awe and majesty this creature possesses.

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