The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

And so the Ghanderflaffle Empire rose again and saved Darkstalker from the ice monster.

[NameIess]

Then the ice monster decided to copy the Ghanderflaffles and split into two.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

A Dark Lord named Snoopy kidnapped Nameless and sold him on the black market for a million dollars to a guy named Bernie Flappers.

[NameIess]

Nameless killed Snoopy, then gave Bernie a refund and walked away.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

He happened to walk right into a large den of Withergeists.

[NameIess]

And killed all of them with his flashlight.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

Darkstalker exhales and annihilates the ice monsters in flame.

[NameIess]

The ice monsters were annihilated, transforming into steam monsters. one of them immediately jumped down Darkstalker's throat and into his lungs.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

Darkstalker exhales and thanks the steam monster for the internal scouring.

[NameIess]

The other steam monster melted his claws off.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

Darkstalker repairs his claws and makes sure that he is completely immune to everything, as well as any can be in TLT and idly wondered what it would take to get out of Nameless's Ire.

[NameIess]

It would take an 'I'm sorry' cake with mint icing and a side of coffee ice cream.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

Suddenly, a tiny multi-colored dragon gave Darkstalker a strawberry as a gift of peace.

[NameIess]

Did it work? Probably not.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

Well that depended on whether you had read Wings of Fire or not.

[NameIess]

Nameless hadn't, so it didn't work.

[Going_North_cal]

Calano felt as if he had been flying for hours.

Then, something changed.

Suddenly he wasn't flying. Instead, he was sitting at a workbench, tinkering with a small black bird, made of metal. It's chest was open, and small bronze gears turned inside.

For some reason, he knew that the small black bird was called a Croling. He also knew that he was it's creator, one of hundreds of Crolings.

This Croling had a small speaker in it's beak, to play music during long flights.

Calano's ears also weren't human, but were instead small black wings, capable of feeling vibrations in the air and interpreting it as sound. His wings were still there, pitch black and massive, and his arms were still covered in black feathers, with talons.

But in this alternate reality, Calano was a tinkerer. A crafter. And the Father of the Crolings.

"Hello, little one." He whispered to the Croling in his hand, closing it's chest. It's eyes blinked to life, and it hopped around, chirping.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Suddenly Darkstalker turned into a strawberry. Mythos cried, "DARKSTALKEEEERRR!!!!"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

Everyone was very happy about this turn of events. Now they didn’t have to gather an army!

[NameIess]

Everyone except for Nameless. He'd hoped that Mythos wouldn't have inherited Thaidakar's strawberry obsession.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Mythos blinked, "Thaidakar had a strawberry obsession?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

“Yeah I don’t think that was ever widely established.” Everyone said.

[NameIess]

Nameless was surprised no one else had noticed. Thaidakar had always been eating strawberries. Nameless had never seen him without his infinite bag of strawberries.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

“Yeah I think Nameless is broken.”

[Going_North_cal]

Calano gently placed the small chirping bird next to his brethren, who investigated the new Croling with enthusiastic curiosity.

"Be nice to your brother, he's new."

The new Croling ruffled his feathers and chirped.

Calano sighed and looked out the window. Outside, a storm was raging. Calano lived alone, in the middle of nowhere, with only his Crolings for company.

Calano had always been a tinkerer, since as long as he could remember. He tinkered with everything.