Negaduck

--NEWSFLASH-- "Webra Walters repowrting live. Only days after the vicious vwillain Negaduck suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a mysterious new hwero, the city is now facing another onslaught - being overrun by hundwreds of armed criminals. Spreading from the swouth, they are looting, vandalising and-" --ZAAPP-- "Aah, making me.. dance?!" A couple of laughing goons took the chance to rip off the Macarenaing Webra's pearls with a 'thanks lady', and push over the camera. Which, as it fell back, revealed an airship passing over the city in red, yellow and black. It wouldn't take an idiot to guess who was responsible.

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Age: 30ish
Species: Mallard
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Sadistic
Marital Status: Hah!
With: Double hah!
Occupation: Supervillain
About

Heard of my immense greatness and couldn't help but take a peek, could you? Understandable, really - I am the most devious, most conniving Public Enemy Number One in St Canard's entire history.

I can't blame you if you want to see genius at work, and I bet you enjoy violence nearly as much as me, even if you don't have the gall to admit it. Hell, I know what most of you knobs are like - "Cruelty is bad, protect the innocent, blah blah blah", but you can't look away when somebody is getting creamed right in front of you. Seriously, it's like you idiots think this is a TV show.

One problem we have here though is that I can't stand people sticking their noses into my business. I am preoccupied with far more important things. Grand felonies and unbriddled mayhem take work, not to mention kicking Darkwing Dork's tail feathers across the city. I don't need any losers hanging around and getting in my way.

So unless you've got some super-deadly weapon I can steal, or some cash you need 'taken off your hands', I'd recommend you get out of here quick smart. You heard me - SCRAM. 

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    • Negaduck
      By Negaduck
      --NEWSFLASH-- "Webra Walters repowrting live. Only days after the vicious vwillain Negaduck suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a mysterious new hwero, the city is now facing another onslaught - being overrun by hundwreds of armed criminals. Spreading from the swouth, they are looting, vandalising and-" --ZAAPP-- "Aah, making me.. dance?!" A couple of laughing goons took the chance to rip off the Macarenaing Webra's pearls with a 'thanks lady', and push over the camera. Which, as it fell back, revealed an airship passing over the city in red, yellow and black. It wouldn't take an idiot to guess who was responsible.
      • Negaduck
        By Negaduck
        ((OOC: Hi! Any questions feel free to ask here or drop us a message. And welcome! :D))
        • Negaduck
          By Negaduck
          ((OOC: FYI I am no longer 'managing' big multi-player arcs. Individuals are welcome to come to me with plot ideas if they want to involve Negs, but I won't be actively chasing anyone. You guys go nuts though.))
          • Negaduck
            By Negaduck
            ((OOC: Sorry guys, on a short hiatus. Hopefully back by next week. Feel free to press on without me!))
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            • Negaduck
              Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper III
              The rocket had sailed straight through the space left by the vigilante and exploded.. in the faces of the incoming gang. Turning a handful of them into.. slugs? Well, that at least took care of some of their number. His escape to the roof, however,...
              • Negaduck
                Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper IIIB
                Unperturbed, the criminal in question swung around in his command chair. Not even getting up because he did not even consider this particular partycrasher a threat. "About time the fun brigade showed up." And trust Darkwing to bring a motorcycle...
                • Negaduck
                  Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper IIIB
                  The sounds of distress and desolation floated up to the blimp like the addictively calming wafts of something else that was widely illegal. Negaduck sat back in satisfaction. "Well, I suppose that's enough terrorising for one night." Beat. "Over...
                  • Negaduck
                    Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper III
                    "There he is!" A bellow from around the other corner.  "Hey, ain't that the guy from Negaduck's hit list?" "GET 'IM!" That war cry seemed to indicate a consensus as the two lots of crooks charged. Two lots being the group at one end of the...
                    • Negaduck
                      Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper IIIB
                      Standing, he waited. No more accenty grandiose statements? "That's more like it." Gun put to the side, "I have one job for you. With all this, I could've done it myself, but I think we'll both enjoy it more this way." Not that he would be giving...
                      • Negaduck
                        Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper III
                        And the safe did become the opposite of its meaning. Because the great big idiot hefting it gave a great big chuckle and hurled the entire thing at the Red Knight.  Here's hoping he was good at Donkey Kong, because that thing flew like a...
                        • Negaduck
                          Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper IIIB
                          Yup. Still a hero. Tapping impatiently on the chair arm was his only outward reaction, as he went on to explain as if she were a child, "See, I think you're confused. You've got that completely backwards." Stepping her through the re-do oh so...
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                            Negaduck commented on the blog RP: Explosive Temper IIIB
                            "Well, if it isn't a villain's favourite little helper." Not surprised in the least to see her. You didn't hover above the city in a giant warship and not expect a few caped crashers.  "Any particular reason for this fly-in visit?" As in are...

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                            • GizmoDuck
                              GizmoDuck

                              ((OOC:HAHAHAAINTBVV I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS WORKS BUT HERE WE GO))

                              GizmoDuck was taking his "vacation" to St.Canard instride, doing his favorite downtime pastime:...patrolling!! Of course there were few things of THE utmost importance that could pause a patrol of such dastardly streets one of them was the procurement of sugary confections the other involved a good hug. Not one of those lingering ones either. Preferably not soggy (although being the childhood role model he was he'd had his share of those). So as he idled by the welcoming little stand he couldn't believe that he found both in one fell swoop!

                              "Hello?" He inquired to the world in general. "Pardon moi but I couldn't help but see the sign?"

                              • Quackerjack
                                Quackerjack

                                "B-but..."

                                That's mine... D:

                                His toys were in there too! And a few of his finely brushed clacking teeth! No fair!

                                Nothing he could do about it, though. Except pout and walk off. It wasn't enough to put too much of a damp on him, however. The meetup was definitely a promise of a really fun time together! He just knew it!

                                • Negaduck
                                  Negaduck

                                  Negaduck was either too busy pondering to pick up on Quackerjack's request, or he didn't care. Definitely the latter.

                                  "Another FOWL hotshot possibly. Maybe I should go welcome him to the neighbourhood."

                                  Shrugging, and finally releasing the jester's hand.

                                  "Wouldn't want to give him the impression that we're all going to be child's play."

                                  If that wasn't a shot at Quackerjack's competence, the ease with which he scooped up the jester's loot bag and swung it over his own shoulder made it clear enough.

                                  "See you at the club!"

                                  Particularly now you'll want to make up a day's lost earnings.

                                  • Quackerjack
                                    Quackerjack

                                    Quackerjack tried to to think of something... anything! He needed both his hands to work on his toys, and prank people! Plus... it would hurt!

                                    "Err... heh, earlier, Steelbeak was trying to get intel on my toys, and now that guy seemed interested too! Maybe they're in league!"

                                    Funny how one under so much pain and pressure could think so quickly.

                                    "He could throw a knife well too! He killed my teddy bear..." Well, when he was under a threat, anyway, then turned it around and threatened Quackerjack. That was how he discovered the man was a bad guy.

                                    "Err. I need my hand back..." he protested, pointing at it.

                                    • Negaduck
                                      Negaduck

                                      Re-re-doubled pain. Any excuse, really.

                                      A smile, although his tone, and his grip, was anything but friendly.

                                      "I'm going to need more than that."

                                      Poor Quackerjack. Here's hoping Mr Baddie dropped a clue of some description. Because Negaduck would be just as happy with breaking -something-.

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