Crafting The Night Away 🎶 | Blinkz's Story: Part 1 - Louder Than He Looks

“Yo! Pass the wrench!”

The shout rattled across the treetops like thunder, even though the person Blinkz was yelling at was barely three feet away. That’s just how he talked—loud, animated, like every sentence had its own exclamation mark.

Blinkz didn’t know how to do “quiet.” Even when he was deep in his own world building gadgets from junkyard scraps or sketching out blueprints for things nobody asked for, his voice carried like he was hosting a morning show. Some folks said he talked too much. Others said he laughed too loud. But truthfully? That energy was pure Blinkz. Loud because his thoughts were louder. Loud because his ideas couldn’t wait their turn.

His treehouse was a reflection of that chaos. Cluttered with wires, paint-splattered walls, mismatched tools, and a glow-in-the-dark workbench. It looked like a mess to everyone else—but to him? It was perfect.

And when things got real? Blinkz had the rare ability to flip the switch. Playtime off. Focus locked. He could build a working drone from broken fan parts or fix a speaker mid-song without missing a beat. That part always caught people off guard.

He was funny. He was brilliant. And yeah—he could get on your nerves.

But if you looked close enough, past the noise, past the sarcasm, past the firecracker energy—there was something deeper brewing. Something he wasn’t quite ready to show the world yet.

Not until it was finished.

Not until they were ready for it.

Whatever it is… he’s already working on it.