Quiverwing Duck

Age: 30-something
Species: Mallard
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Immaterial
Marital Status: Single
With: Nobody
Occupation: Solitary masked vigilante
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In an alternate universe there is a St. Canard where things are a little more shadowy and the Dark Deco aesthetics are more strongly embraced. For the most part, this means a population that wears fedoras unironically and tends to prefer Streamline Moderne styling on everything up to and including their smartphones.


In this world, Darkwing Duck delivered two-fisted justice to the criminals of St. Canard, swooping in with gas guns akimbo and a flip kick to the head. He was steadfast (some might say 'stubborn') about working alone, but eventually relented and took on a sidekick. His daughter, Gosalyn, grew up knowing her father was a masked crime fighter and was determined to follow in his footsteps.


Realizing that Gosalyn was going to do this whether he condoned it or not, Darkwing decided it was better to keep her where he could see her and protect her.  As a daring dynamic duo doling out drubbings to disorderly dastards, Darkwing Duck and Quiverwing Quack made an excellent team. Except when it got too late on school nights, of course; bedtime was non-negotiable.


This routine became the ultimate in father-daughter bonding activities, and everything was great--until, suddenly, it was not. Quiverwing Quack made the ultimate sacrifice to save her father and all of St. Canard. For Drake Mallard, Darkwing Duck died on that night as well. For Drake Mallard, Darkwing Duck was responsible for his daughter's death.


Although he fell into deep despair, Drake knew that Gosalyn would have given him a severe dope slap for giving up under any circumstances. Clinging to the memory of her fiery spirit and his love for her, Drake returned to crime fighting. Unwilling to resume his prior masked persona, he instead decided to honor his fallen hero and took on the mantle of Quiverwing Duck.


This time, however, he really is determined to work alone.

 

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Note: Although this character is adapted from the comics, other than the backstory provided for him for his own world, I'm not otherwise following the Crisis story canon. I mean, can you imagine??

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    • Drake Mallard
      Drake Mallard

      "I'm sorry." The hero responded to the comment. He couldn't imagine what that would have been like.

      The thought of losing her was something he hoped he would never have to experience.

      He watched the drake as he went off.

      "Hehe. Show off!" Darkwing called after him and smirked a little.

      He'll show him a proper dramatic exit. Darkwing wrapped his cape around himself before disappearing into a cloud of smoke where he appeared to have suddenly vanish.

      • Quiverwing Duck
        Quiverwing Duck

        Quiverwing hesitated in the act of drawing back the arrow he had nocked, which looked like some kind of grappling hook apparatus. With his head in profile, it was difficult to clearly read the drake's expressions, but he was obviously fighting down a surge of mixed emotions.

        When he spoke, his voice sounded quiet and defeated. "I failed to protect her."

        His jaw set and his expression hardened as he abruptly brought his bow and arrow up again, firing it immediately. A swingline trailed out behind the projectile, and the drake snatched it with a gloved fist, letting it rapidly drag him up through the air once the arrow bit into the side of a building high above.

        • Drake Mallard
          Drake Mallard

          "W...who hurt her?" Darkwing looked down suddenly sadden.

          Just the thought...Well, it hurt. It was not something he wished to ever happen to him and experience himself.

          • Quiverwing Duck
            Quiverwing Duck

            "No." That response was immediately snapped out, and there was a hard glint in Quiverwing's eyes. But he hesitated, because Darkwing had been pretty decent to him, and he had been honest.

            "No," he repeated, but that time his voice was much softer when he turns away again. The drake takes the purple longbow from his back and draws a odd looking trick arrow from his quiver. "Not anymore."

            • Drake Mallard
              Drake Mallard

              "Do you have one?" Darkwing asked. He felt it was only fair since he had reveal that info.

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              • Quiverwing Duck
                Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                Although he would never admit to it, Quiverwing Duck was enjoying it, at least a little bit. The aspect of his personality that had craved attention and adulation was greatly diminished, but not completely extinguished. While he was noncommittal...
                • Quiverwing Duck
                  Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                  Quiverwing's eyebrows arched upwards, and then further upwards, when the women affectionately show their appreciation. "Uh... no, that will not be necessary," he mumbles in response to Harmonizer, tugging down the front of his hat as he ducks his...
                  • Quiverwing Duck
                    Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog RP: Double Identity
                    Quiverwing did seem determined to climb down the tower, already clinging to the wall a few meters down. Looking up at the admonition, he blinked owlishly at Darkwing; from the surprised expression on his face, this was a drake who really was not...
                    • Quiverwing Duck
                      Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                      "Negaduck is a nefarious ne'er-do-well," Quiverwing pointed out, as he put his hat back onto his head. "His sort likes to manipulate others into acts they would never dream of doing otherwise. Moreover, there might be mitigating circumstances the...
                      • Quiverwing Duck
                        Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                        Quiverwing exhaled a quiet and involuntary breath that came out as 'wherf' when the women grabbed onto him; at his size, there was only so much usable clinging space. He still managed to extricate and raise a free hand to catch the purse. "Ladies,...
                        • Quiverwing Duck
                          Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog RP: Double Identity
                          Quiverwing practically skidded to a stop when Darkwing advises him to stay out of trouble. He turned and said, "I think we both know that's an impossible request." The green-masked drake mimed removing his nonexistant hat and bowed with a courtly...
                          • Quiverwing Duck
                            Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                            "Time's up." Quiverwing's voice had a soft menace to it when he informed the lone thug that the chance to give up had been lost. He pivoted in place, snapping out a roundhouse kick to the man's midsection. When that forces the miscreant to fold...
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                              Quiverwing Duck commented on the blog A Wish and an Arrow
                              Quiverwing Duck had pulled out an arrow and nocked it before he leapt up from the rooftop, drawing back his bowstring. At the apex of his jump, he fired at the face of the thug making the threat. When the projectile was nearly at the target, the...

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