Negaduck

@Malicia "I'm not YOUR anything! I'm NOBODY'S anything! You're all MINE! MINE! AHAHAHAHA!"

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Age: 30ish
Species: Mallard
Gender: Male AF
Sexual Orientation: Sadistic
Marital Status: Duckboi
With: Yo mamma
Occupation: Putting the 'vile' in 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

      @Malicia "I'm not YOUR anything! I'm NOBODY'S anything! You're all MINE! MINE! AHAHAHAHA!"

      • Negaduck

        By Negaduck

        "Hold up a sec. Whoa, whoa. This is too much. You're calling me your PARTNER now?! Eww."

        • Negaduck

          By Negaduck

          @Malicia "Not entirely shocking that you'd swallow any second hand gossip."

          • Negaduck

            By Negaduck

            @Malicia "Hey! Wait, what're you saying?!"

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                  "Uh huh sure." Not listening, or not caring? So hard to tell. Hair kit put to one side, he stood, only to scoop her up in a gentle bridal carry. "How're you feeling now, sweet thing? Comfortable? Cared for?" Walking over to the window, the...
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                    Working over suckers mostly. Rather than saying as much, however, he dialed it up to eleven. "Why don't I show you." And that's how they later came to be sitting in the warm sun of an open window, a pile of sewing and a dish for a sponge...
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                      "Yeah, yeah, yeah, masks are awesome." As is listening carefully, but if anyone had ever told him that he hadn't heard it. "The question is though, whether I'll let you take it off." Leaning in, grinning conspiratorially, "And I'm not talking...
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                        So not listening to any of that. "Of course I'm handsome, I'm Negaduck!" Still, he folded the paper and patted the chair beside. "Why don't you have a seat and tell me all about it." Before she got any ideas he meant, "Would you say it's a...
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                          Negaduck, who had been sitting at an outdoor cafe table WITHOUT any honeybadgers, lowered his newspaper to look at her like she was from the Stone Age. "Why the Hell are you asking me?" Didn't she know to give him a wide, wide berth? By a...
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                            Negaduck commented on the blog Friendship is manic
                            Wise choice, he would've only hurled it at the creature. As it was Negaduck did drink, albeit without removing his glare from Javert, as if he was the singular cause of all his misery. "I am thinking levelly," he informed Lilly. Yeah, about...

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                              Melantha Moonbeam

                              She let out a squeak of surprise and slowly crawled out of the dumpster to brush herself off.

                              Normals have such the strangest rituals. But it was fun nonetheless.

                              She removed a banana peel from her shoulder and wandered off, onward to her next adventure.

                              • Negaduck
                                Negaduck

                                "Uh huh sure."

                                Not listening, or not caring? So hard to tell. Hair kit put to one side, he stood, only to scoop her up in a gentle bridal carry.

                                "How're you feeling now, sweet thing? Comfortable? Cared for?"

                                Walking over to the window, the sun basking them both, he adjusted his grip to be able to open up the pane.

                                And drop her out the window into a dumpster below.

                                "Perfect."

                                With a whistle and a dusting of hands, back to his actual work, that of being a right bastard.

                                • Melantha Moonbeam
                                  Melantha Moonbeam

                                  Her hair was surprisingly wild and untamed when not contained with a braid. The way it bounced over her shoulders and trailed down to her waist seemed awfully familiar. Not that Negaduck was a professional in hair identification, except perhaps for the purposes of yanking on it.

                                  Another giggle escaped her, it was so soft and innocent, a stark contrast to the company she kept and the evidence left behind of whatever shenanigans had occurred.

                                  "You are very funny Mr. Negaduck." She leaned into him. "I don't know why my people have such an issue with Normals, you're certainly a lot less stuffy."

                                  She glanced around the room for a moment, realizing she had misplaced one of her bracelets. Ah, there it was, a few feet away laying in a... puddle. Of what was hopefully just water.

                                  Not wanting to stray from her comfy spot in the sunlight, she made a come-hither motion with her fingers and the bracelet hovered across the room and onto her wrist.

                                  Ah, yes. A sorceress. This was, what? The 5th one Negaduck had gotten mixed up with? Starting to see a pattern here...

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                                    Negaduck

                                    Working over suckers mostly.

                                    Rather than saying as much, however, he dialed it up to eleven.

                                    "Why don't I show you."

                                    And that's how they later came to be sitting in the warm sun of an open window, a pile of sewing and a dish for a sponge bath beside them, as the city's most fearsome criminal rebraided her hair.

                                    "-so I said well technically you're already licking yourself so it doesn't count!"

                                    Whatever joke that was the punch line too, it couldn't have been worse than what had just occurred.

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                                      Melantha Moonbeam

                                      A tiny giggle escaped her. "Well aren't you a charmer." Debatable. But when one has been trapped in the Underworld for countless years, surrounded by demons of every shape and size, it was easy to forget they came in the form of mask-wearing ducks as well.

                                      And it was awfully lonely down in Hell...

                                      "What type of work do you do, Mr. Negaduck? You certainly don't look like an office type."

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