Old Mister Mallard has a favorite swimming hole very close to his house that he frequents several times a week. He'd tell you that he enjoys the feeling of the mud at the bottom on his feet. In actuality, the depths of this particular pond happen to be a spatially-locked time portal to the precambrian era, and the "mud" he believes himself to be sinking his webbed limbs into is a gargantuan, prehistoric amoeba. Luckily for Old Mister Mallard, this amoeba is by no means metabolically enabled to eat duck, though it's uncannily enabled to be annoyed by the farmer's kicking and poking.
Old Mister Mallard thinks he's dreaming, thinks he's a little dizzy, and thinks he forgot to close his refrigerator. He thinks these three things at the exact same moment because, in reality, he currently has three thinking brains. Due to being temporarily cursed by a malicious, supernatural force that goes by the name Slix D'mono, Old Mister Mallard has been seraphically transfigured. When he turns back to normal in a couple of hours, he'll hopefully remember to not read out loud random lines from any ancient texts he finds buried around his property.
Old Mister Mallard has a lucky shovel. He found it in the woods near his farm and has been using it help him garden around his house. All is not how it seems, however, as the "shovel" is actually a radioactive beacon that has fallen off of a de-orbiting satellite. Just a few more weeks, and Old Mister Mallard's rose garden will be in full bloom...full, glow-in-the-dark, man-eating-mutant-flower bloom.
Old Mister Mallard always had to try catching frogs whenever he came across one. He was as determined in this endeavor as he was consistently unsuccessful, which has caused him to be the subject of several virally popular FrogTube channels on the Frognet. Frogs would often dare each other to reveal themselves to Old Mister Mallard and then secretly record the antics that ensued. His bumbling attempts to capture frogs have launched the careers of a few of the largest FrogTube personalities, though he knows nothing of his involvement.
Old Mister Mallard thought that the prize onion he found in his vegetable garden would win him first prize at the county fair...little did he know that the "onion" he found was actually Empress Syrkry-Allotte from Orbium, the capital planet of the constellation Gellexium. He was more proud of this "onion" than his bright red boots...he's gonna be devastated once the alien Empress proclaims dominion over the county fair.
Old Mister Mallard usually rode his donkey when he went to the market, but, recently, the grey beast has been acting strangely. Unbeknownst to Old Mister Mallard, his mount is actually stuck in a debilitating mental state of unmitigated awe and wonder, a byproduct of an extra-dimensional virus that's transforming it's face and causing it to drool a splashing, iridescent liquid. Old Mister Mallard's powers of perception are such that he just assumes that his pet is having an "off-day."
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