Yeah, I don’t blame you. Tina’s death was so sudden, and honestly, I’ve been busy enough that I didn’t immediately notice the silence…

I’m gonna be honest with you, I don’t like Kate or Darcy very much. I do like Yelena, though…

Well, I mean, I basically shipped her and Bucky even though she’s never watched any Marvel movies, so then we were talking and long story short, we decided to basically make a Winter Soldier origin story. Kind of just more insight into his time serving HYDRA.

*Coughs*

“So, what’s your name?” she asked, twitching one ear as Bone strolled over behind her. The dog lifted his head, tilting his chin up importantly, and said with a significant voice: “My name is Teacup.”

Bone choked on his own spit and burst out laughing, the sound hoarse, which Journey guessed was from rarely laughing the way that he was. “Teacup?” he cried, looking down at the little dog, his eyes wide and his ears rotated forward. He erupted into another laughing fit, while Teacup looked heavily insulted, glaring up at the bone wolf.

You really wanted to read that. :) Bone is literally so ridiculous sometimes…

Sorry for making you suffer, Outlander…

- President Loki

1: Dude how are we ending this story XD

2: I’m sorry I’ve been so absent! Very busy lately

3: Am I the only one with this glitch where it says there are no tips anywhere (or at least, very few)?

- President Loki

You uh... You still there Pres?

~CL1

Sorry, yeah the Tina situation kind of shook me. Didn't really want to talk for a bit after that, felt kind of disrespectful to just go on with everything as if nothing happened.

Kind of a "moment of silence" thing I guess. I don't know.

~CL1

Your slowness is contagious, now I find it hard to write

-_-

~CL1

(P.S. PLEASE tell me you've seen the old lady that replaced some of the creature pictures. I'm not just losing, right?)

This might be like one of those rare drops for example the dilo will have a rare chance to drop the nerdy glass although I’ve never actually heard you have a chance to get dye from theirz in my entire life of watching videos and never got them my self

President Loki, I watched season 2 too. It was good…till they turned Loki into a tree!!

Btw I LOVE your stories. Especially waning unity. 🥲. You could totally be a writer! Hope u have a great day. #FF4L.

-SunnyFox57.

P.S: my name used to be X-23 but I changed it because someone was impersonating me.

Kriff, I’m so sorry that my chapter took me so long. It should be posted now, though!

- President Loki

Yes’m, that’s unofficially part of ITFOS :)

- President Loki

Here’s a Rage one-shot for you

Silence was a rare treat and was greatly accepted within the Opposite. When there weren’t sounds of bloody assassination or violent birdsong ringing through the rancid and dangerous woodland, it could almost be considered peaceful, were it not a place of deadly intemperance.

Even rarer was a period of time, an oasis of rest, where Rage Itself was not lurking amongst the real world. These rare moments came few and far between. But regardless, the silence was brief.

“You can’t tell me that Innocence has another student,” said the harsh voice of Bone’s elder brother Cliff. Rage sat up from his place in the blood-colored dirt, cocking one ear in the unstable wolf’s direction, a welcoming gesture for complaints. “You said that you wouldn’t let another one discover their powers. What happened to your promises?”

“I’m sure he’s got a mighty fine plan,” Woad spat scathingly, her judgmental tone clearly hoping to drill daggers into Rage’s conscience. However, she failed to do so, as at this point Rage was not affected by the words of others. Though he certainly enjoyed to pretend to be.

Pivoting towards the trio of wolves complaining behind him, he fixated them with a grin. Their scornful voices fell silent instantly as he gave them his attention. He was sure that, in addition to his cracking smile, his pupils were dilated into almost nothing, giving pale blue rings of insanity for them to look into. “We shan’t complain here in the forest, hm?” he asked them jestingly, pushing himself to his feet and stalking towards them. His open ribcage rattled in the sulfurous wind that moaned through the treetops, his open throat feeling drier than ever due to the gusts that embraced them.

Cliff scoffed and Thistle retaliated with, “You can’t expect us NOT to complain!” Woad looked on judgmentally, though her previously talkative self had seemed to have fallen precariously silent now that Rage was addressing them.

Rage’s ears flipped to the side as a new sound- that of footfalls over the boggy forest floor- teased his ears. He snapped his head in that direction, teeth clicking together and ankle joints grinding into one another in their painful way. The contrasting white body of Snowbank was approaching, his ears angled back, his footsteps careful.

The battle-worn wolf was never comfortable in the Opposite, unable to settle. Probably because Rage was the one who killed him in the first place. But then again, that was true of many wolves that walked the dark forest.

“Good morning, Snowbank,” Rage offered as the wolf drew nearer. He eyed Rage with nervousness, his expression and posture lacking any trace of trust. “To what do I owe the pleasure? Or, better would it be if I asked, what have you come to complain about today?”

Snowbank grunted out a sigh full of frustration. “No one can find food again,” he said warily. “We’re all worried that we’re going to starve in these ancestor-forsaken woods. Nothing to eat, barely anything to drink…”

Rage twitched both of his ears. “Then do better,” he stated.

Woad, Thistle, and Cliff shifted uneasily behind him. The three of them had been around long enough to tell when Rage was at his breaking point; they could hear it in his voice, see it in his eyes. Snowbank, however, wasn’t as attuned to boring these things. “Do better?” he snarled, ears flattening to his head. His lips twitched upward to show a flash of teeth that Rage took no care for. “Why don’t YOU do better? You brought us all here, with all of your killing. You should be providing us with food, not sitting here wasting the day away while we starve!”

Rage was no longer laughing along with their spiteful words, and he instead stared intently into Snowbank’s eyes, the frustration of the wolves around him funneling into his heart and swelling up into a whirlwind of fury. He lunged forward with a snap of teeth, looming over Snowbank and puffing hot, rancid air into his face. Snowbank’s eyes went wide and the white wolf struggled to hold eye contact against the bone beast that towered over him.

“Do better,” he snarled. “Eat each other if you so badly want food. I grow tired of your complaints,” he added, tossing his head around to address the trio from earlier as well. “The end is drawing near for all of us but we must remain patient.”

“Patience isn’t easy,” Thistle argued, though he held his head submissively low.

“Believe me,” Rage Itself rumbled, “I know.”

- President Loki

(Thanks for chapter 30 :))

Oh, so it isn’t just me who gets overly excited/anxious when awaiting a new chapter during a collab? Good. I was worried that I was insane or something. Hahaha. (I’m not, right?)

I LOVE that little Canary story and I also love Canary. Boy, do I love giving wolves mental ailments!

My favorite character- at least from the ALH universe- has got to be Rage. He’s just so fun, and he’s got so much raw insanity. I’ll write up a little short story about him for you because I’m so nice!

- President Loki

…P.S., I’ve been meaning to ask but have failed to up until this point. Are you strictly a Marvel fan or do you also watch Star Wars?

And you won’t hear me yell again. Okay? Okay.

(…except I also need chapter thirty, so give me that one, too. Pretty please. With a cherry or some sort of dessert topping.)

This collaboration has been fun so far in my opinion, what about you? I like Lume’s and Fraser’s relationship. :)

- President Loki is fantastic at anger management

What do you mean? You've always been on the list, just for merely existing.

I've made a word doc and just pasted all of the stories from the Lone Howl Universe in there so far because I'm tired of searching evertime I want to re read them.

Also, I was reading through my old stories the other day, and apparently people really liked Night-Mare and I didn't even realise, but now I feel bad for leaving it unfinished but I don't know how I would completely end it.

Hhhhhhh ...

This is the part where future me would tell me stop ranting.

Its so quiet now ...

It feels so wrong.

...

Wait a minute ...

~Classic Lok1 is plotting again.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

My resolution is to finish writing a novel.

And find my assasin. Watch your backs. You're both on my list.

~Classic Lok1 will not rest till the case is solved.

CL1, go to bed and stop being a maniacal tyrant. Or else I’m telling Black Ghost, Rage, and Bone. And then you’ll get in trouble by a bunch of old, wrinkly wolves. So be scared.

- President Loki is exhausted thanks to CL1.

HI SORRY YES IM HERE. I BROUGHT YOU FOOD.

I swallowed the key remember? I don't think those really... "pass" y'know.

LIFES BEEN... LIFE, THINGS ARE HAPPENING. I'll probably fill you in a bit more later, but FOR NOW:

Hello again!

~CL1

Woah, hi bestie

How’ve you been doing? You still here?

And do you still have the key to the cell door, or..?

- President Loki

B-but- But Doom- I can shapeshift, too-

Why does my own Variant want to kill me? What did I ever do?

(Wait, scratch that. I tormented almost all of my OCs. I think that I deserve punishment for that.)

- President Loki

Future you has been assassinated. I would know. I was at the scene of the crime. (As an innocent bystander, of course.)

But uh.

Yeah, I’m the only one who can endure and tolerate the teasing.

But I loooooove youuuuuuuuuuuuuu. =)

- President Loki

*Sips tea while watching Doom reveal his espionage mission and then disappear.*

Um ... chile. Anyway, so-

~CL1