Roll tape… steady… steady… and where’s my megaphone?
The studio gates of Hoggywood Pictures swing open and the set looks like a VHS player stuck on fast-forward. Spotlights blaze, fog machines hiss, and somewhere a synth hero theme warms up for its big moment. You peer through the camera lens and, good gravy, the pigs have taken over the set!
They’re tearing down the place with prop popcorn flying in the air. Pigmobiles screech around corners, tires wailing louder than a bank heist gone wrong, and the birds are in hot pursuit.
“CUT?!” No, no, no. DON’T CUT! KEEP ROLLING!
Red charges in like a hard-boiled detective who’s seen one too many sequels. Chuck zooms past the camera so fast he nearly rewinds the film reel. The special effects department is waving at Bomb.
The pigs are taking their role a bit too seriously, believing they’re the true villains in the next blockbuster, pulling pranks and hiding behind cardboard buildings. Cue the music! Cue the slow-motion fling! Cue the heroic pose!
⭐ Director’s Cutlet tournament is absolutely brimming with 80’s movie references! Can you catch them all? ⭐
All we need now… is a leading bird to deliver a shot so perfect it deserves its own movie poster!
Festive lanterns drifting through the sky, carrying wishes for good fortune, steady aim, and fewer pig-related incidents. Red was just explaining how fortune favors the bold when a glowing lantern thudded to the ground at his feet. Attached to it was a note, written in unmistakably greedy handwriting:
“I wish for ALL the luck. Not shared. ALL of it.”
Red didn’t even have time to sigh before the wish was being answered. Explosions of flashy gunpowder rolled in from a sea of smoke, led by the pigs’ latest invention: a colossal, wooden horse charging towards. Fortune favors attention, the pigs sang in unison as they approached the shores of Bird Island.
“Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!” Red shouted, then gave his trademark eyebrow. “Actually… do. And light up more lanterns. Call for backup!”
Answer the birds’ call and don’t let the pigs hog all the luck.
What could be better than spending Valentine’s Day with Friends? To celebrate the joy of flinging together…
And keep an eye out for Flash & Triple Offers coming soon to Angry Birds Friends WEB
Lunar Luck Tournament is live from 12th to 19th of February 2026
Feathers and fans, welcome to the boldest, fastest, most claw-biting showdown of the season! The snow is fresh, the course is iced to perfection, and the mountain is alive as the Winter Snorts Tournament officially kicks off!
Red is already on the slope, leaning hard into the descent, claws digging in. LOOK AT THAT FORM! Clean lines, tight turns, pure focus. He’s carving through powder like a pro, but hold on… the pigs are flooding the course! An all-out downhill brawl, and the pigs are blocking every lane, snorts echoing off the walls!
Red dodges left, no, right! A split-second reaction keeps him upright as a pig wipes out behind him. SNOORT! The crowd goes WIIILD! Snow sprays into the air as Red pushes for speed, eyes locked on the finish line.
WAIT! WHAT’S THIS?!
HAL IS COMING IN HOT! Launching from the snowbank with UNREAL AIRTIME, spinning through the air like a freestyle legend. He’s lining it up, angle looks risky, release… AND THERE IT IS! A perfect boomerang arc, slicing through the chaos and clearing Red’s path in one stunning move!
This is teamwork at championship level. The competition is fierce, and every level is packed with speed, skill, and split-second decisions.
Strap in and take your place on the slope. This is your moment. Hit the course and chase the win! 🏆
Winter Snorts Tournament is live from 1st of Jan. to 5th of Feb. 2026
In an alternate universe, past sensible engineering, the pigs built the future. A future of thingamabobs, whatchamacallits, and other doohickeys.
Neon towers scrape the sky. UFO sightings. Jet-packed pigs patrol the streets, while robotic arms assemble more robotic arms whose only job is to build even more robotic arms. It’s a dystopia powered by greed, grease, and way too many “DO NOT PRESS” buttons.
In this sci-fi spectacle the pigs believe technology equals power, anti-gravity pizza equals intelligence, and blinking buttons definitely won’t backfire.
They were so wrong.
Somewhere in that maze of blinking panels and unauthorized upgrades, the pigs flipped the wrong switch. A portal engine began tearing holes in reality itself.
That’s when the Angry Birds arrived. Drawn through the rift by a familiar signal of stolen eggs pinging across dimensions. The flock launched a rescue mission aimed at knocking another PIG delusion out of the orbit.
Power up your flock to claim the ultimate intergalactic bragging rights and save the future of Angryverse!
Cyberpork Tournament is live from 15th to 22nd of January 2026
Ready to PIG-ture a New Year? As we oink out the old and wing in the new, it’s time to celebrate everything we shared in 2025!
First, a huge thank you to all our Friends. We kicked things off with Extreme Snowboars, rolled into Red’s Awards, relaxed at a spring Pignic, found our Peace of Flock, braved the spooky Poultrygeist, and even knocked around some Angry 8 Ball Pool. Creating these and more tournaments was a joy for us, and we hope playing them was just as fun!
Our weekly changing tournaments were only part of the flockventure. We prepared for the global launch of Angry Birds Friends WEB, and delivered true fan service with the Level Editor and tournament co-creation event. An instant fan-favorite game mode, Piggy-Matic, is still being tested, along with Quality of Life updates, all shaped by your feedback and care for the game.
We also introduced a 4th tournament day each week, a higher Power Potion limit, and a supercharged Boombox + Power Potion combo.
Our player community shared over two years’ worth of special tournament themes, slingshot concepts, and wonderfully wild PIG ideas. We can’t use everything, but your creativity continues to pave the road ahead.
As we fly into Twenty Twenty-Pigs, we’re excited to bring you even more ways to play, create, and shape the future of Angry Birds Friends. Here’s to another year of flinging, pig-popping, and partying together!
Happy TWENTY TWENTY-PIGS, Friends!
Through the hush came a jingling quake A whoosh! split the clouds, the sky was awake
The pigs took the reins in a wild holiday spree “Swine and shine!” they cried out “Let’s steal Christmas for wee!”
The flock stared up with wide, startled eyes Watching pigs ping-pong like throwing the dice
“Let’s give them a reason to jingle in fear” A chorus of crashes they’ll never not hear
One shot, then another, a holly-jolly fling! And pigs tumble down like ornaments from Jingle Sling
The sleigh spiraled down in a sparkly boom show Season’s beatings delivered, wrapped up with a bow
It’s festive, it’s crazy, it’s glorious, YAY! Take aim, take flight, and Slingle All The Way!
Launch into the fun, and fill your sleigh with Angry Birds Friends WEB Flash offers and
Webshop offers up to 10% more value over our best mobile deals!
Winter had arrived. Crisp, glittering, and suspiciously… quiet. Too quiet.
Back on Bird Island, the flock was preparing for the coming winter, when the currents carried frozen fish, blocks of ice, and a stash of eggs. The shores started filling with evidence of something far worse than winter.
Suspicious snorts in the wind. Sounds of chiseling, hammering, and stacking.
Far across the ice-blue horizon, a frosty scheme was underway. The pigs had been plotting and building icy fortresses to enjoy a peaceful feast on eggcicles. Winter would scare the birds away, right?
“FREEZE!”
Red and the flock approach atop a drifting floater, slingshot drawn, feathers shaking with a hottemper that could melt glaciers.
Crash – shatter – splash!
And so the pigs tumble into the water, tossing like green buoys with bad life choices.
Join the flock for an explosive payback: Pigs On Ice tournament is here until the 15th of December!
A glorious, gravy-rich, buttery aroma is filling the air across Bird Island. The flock followed their beaks, drooling, “Mmm… a feast, here we come!”
They crept through the bushes, feathers trembling in anticipation, until they reached a wooden fence. Curious, Red peeked over the fence and dropped his beak. “Wait… call in the flight patrol!”
The pigs were having the ultimate Thankspigging dinner. Festive lights. Fancy napkins. Plates piled high with golden-brown, glistening, perfectly roasted turkey.
Just then a pig raised a forkful and oinked, “This gobbler is delicious! Thank you for your tenderness…”
A silence so heavy it could mash potatoes… “GOBBLERS? TENDERNESS?”
This… this Thankspigging has gone TOO FAR! Now it’s personal. The flock needs you! Let’s crash their dinner, shatter their plates, and make the pigs regret ever laying a hoof on our friends!
Hangry for revenge? Join the Thankspigging tournament and gobble up for competition!
A strange glint on the horizon marked the beginning of it all, a swirling portal that appeared without warning. On Bird Island, a curious crate washed ashore, unlike anything the Angry Birds had ever seen. Red and the flock eagerly smashed it open, only to discover a peculiar set of objects inside: a strange triangular frame, a collection of colorful spheres, and several unfamiliar tools.
The birds, of course, had no idea what these items were meant for. But it didn’t take long before they turned them into the centrepiece of a new rivalry. Soon, the classic battle between birds and pigs was reborn. This time with cues, balls, and curious contraptions from the 8 Ball Pool universe.
Now it’s your turn to step up to the table! Master the new special levels inspired by the iconic 8 Ball Pool universe! Skill, precision, and power will decide the champion. Will it be you?
Angry 8 Ball Pool tournament levels are here from now until 12th of November!
“Run!” Red screams, but the word barely leaves his beak before zombie pigs surge from the fog, grinding teeth and moaning like rusty hinges. Tonight, the graveyard is endless, sending shivers down every feather.
Bomb trips over a root with a “BOOM!” The sound echoes, rattling more pigs awake. Chuck zooms ahead, bouncing off tree branches. Stella flaps wildly as Red’s torch throws monstrous shadows across the stones.
The horde closes in. Red’s chest hammers. “We can’t…” The moon winks. Then out of nowhere, a Van Helsing Wingman swoops in. One swing, and pigs scatter and pop like corn.
Bomb groans.
From the fog, a single pig waves a crooked hoof, almost politely. Dare to grab it and join the haunted world of Poultrygeist between 25th and 31st of October?
