Ludwig Von Drake

Age: ???? (possibly immortal)
Species: Duck
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Asexual
Marital Status: Taken
With: Matilda McDuck
Occupation: Scientist, explorer, psychiatrist, psychologist, inventor, university lecturer, musician, ex-director of UK branch of SHUSH
About

Professor Ludwig Von Drake hails from Vienna, Austria, an individual with a passion for obtaining knowledge. He has collected several diplomas throughout his life, and is a certified genius in many fields, a fact that he is very proud of and will make sure you know it. He is still an avid, open minded learner at his age, eager to find something new to study. 

His social competence leaves something to be desired, but the few people who take the time to know him will recognise him as a sweet, easily excitable, even kooky person who loves what he does and would happily talk about himself and his work all day. 

There are times when he would get carried away by his own fascination and interests, and it is difficult to stop him when he is in such a state. He is very easily distracted, and could jump from topic to topic during conversations. Being a passionate and expressive man, he gets worked up very easily and can become really animated, usually in excitement or anger. There are also 'crashes' where he would fall into depression, but that is a side he is careful to hide from others. He is also very forgetful, and slightly senile, and tends to lose possessions very easily. 

When not giving a lecture or helping his friends, he can be found in his lab, experimenting or working on inventions. 

He also used to be an adoptive father figure to Gladstone Gander. 

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    • Ludwig Von Drake
      Ludwig Von Drake

      Ludwig looked confused, then he started to laugh.

      "Oh, silly boy, the gun is not for me, it's for de villains! So dey can shoot me while trying to rob me! Although... I suppose that would not be very super of them. Gladstone, you are a genius! I need to make an addendum!"

      And he did so by dropping the gun in the trash. Which went off with a bang, the bullet ricocheting around the room, breaking a few beakers and apparatuses, tearing the sleeve of Gladstone's jacket and shooting into Ludwig's hat just as he bent down to pick up some papers, knocking it off his head.

      "Better?" he asked, oblivious to the danger he had been in earlier. And Gladstone's tragedy. He did notice his missing hat, though, and bent down to pick it up and dust it off. It was then he noticed the bullet hole.

      "I swear, those moths are going to cost me a new hat," he muttered as he put it back on his head.

      • Gladstone Gander
        Gladstone Gander

        An agonized groan rattled out of Gladstone at the crime that had currently afflicted his own person. It was impossible to look at your own back but he could feel the gloppy handprint start to soak into the cotton weave of his jacket and it broke his heart.

        When the eager scholar vanished Gladstone tried to dab at his back with some papers covered in formulas or notes on how to cure currently incurable diseases. But nothing seemed to help. There was nothing for it. There was only one thing a grown man could do in this situation.

        Sulk.

        The sulking was cut short when a mustached stranger burst into the lab proclaiming he had a gun. Gladstone dashed around the back of the chair hiding, but... that voice? The gander (who was never good at seeing through disguises, no matter how awful) peered around the furniture at the drake. He narrowed his eyes in thought willing himself to see past the droopy facial hair, the cash, the h...well I guess some people would call it a hat, he personally would prefer: Mistake.

        "Professor? Is that you?...uh... it's a very good disguise. Do you know how to shoot a gun? Follow up question, would you actually SHOOT anyone? Because the folks around here don't really subscribe to nonviolent reactions to... pistol interactions."

        • Ludwig Von Drake
          Ludwig Von Drake

          Ludwig beamed, happy that Gladstone was being supportive.

          "I know! I've looked up statistics for crime rates in every city, St Canard has de best testing grounds for my research!! Un almost 99.9% of crime!! It's fascinating!"

          Then he laughed and smacked Gladstone on the back, leaving a muddy imprint. "Don't be silly!" It was then he seemed to realise his hand was covered in mud, and proceeded to wipe it off on the inside of his coat. "The only way to make sure I get my research right is to personally meet with each and every villain, face to face! I am going to make first contact, today!! Oh, my, dat reminds me, I'll be late!!"

          He got up and ran off again, soon returning with a hat, a moustache, and a very heavy suitcase that looked like it was stuffed full of cash.

          "Vhat do you think? Do I look frail and helpless enough? Maybe I should stoop over. Should I stoop over? And look, I even have a gun, just in case de criminals forgot to bring one when trying to rob me! Hehheh, I'm a genius, but of course I expect nothing less of myself!"

          • Gladstone Gander
            Gladstone Gander

            Gladstone's eyes watched the weaving and slopping cup as the eccentric man gesticulated his drink into oblivion.

            "Well you couldn't pick a better testing ground than St. Canard, there's a cape and cackle every five feet. It's amazing anyone gets anything done really." out of some ill timed civic duty to fashion Gladstone plucked the empty mug from Ludwig's hand and put it on the empty spot on the table then put down his own. Because Gladstone had learned the hard way to never blindly drink anything Ludwig gave him. Even if it was a lesson that took five or so years. It was probably the only successful lesson he'd learned under von Drake's tutelage.

            "But I will warn you there are some nasty wastys clogging up these streets. Are you planning any kind of... like screening process or are you just going to plaster 'Wanted' ads-aha get it because they're criminals and...you get it- all around the Diamond dispensaries?"

            • Ludwig Von Drake
              Ludwig Von Drake

              There was a lot of clanking and crashing- at one point Ludwig ran back to retrieve the toaster, and soon, the both of them were settled down with steaming cups of cocoa... sludge. Ludwig could never figure out the right ratio of water to cocoa powder. It was never important enough for him to know.

              "Nonsense, why would it be called birds and bees if there are no birds or bees involved?" he exclaimed, waving his arms, which caused the mud drink to splatter on himself; not that he actually noticed. "Anyvay! I'm on a new road to discovery! A study that vill surely change everything we know! Research dat will open so many new doors! Provided by yours truly!" he smiled proudly. "Gladstone, my boy, I vill be the very first scientist to attempt a study- on supervillains! Imagine! Learning how their minds work, or how they gained their powers! Their motives! Plans for the future! Maniacal conquests!!"

              By then, the drink was just mostly on him, rather than inside him.

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              • Ludwig Von Drake
                Ludwig Von Drake posted on Ludwig Von Drake's message board
                Ludwig looked confused, then he started to laugh. "Oh, silly boy, the gun is not for me, it's for de villains! So dey can shoot me while trying to rob me! Although... I suppose that would not be very super of them. Gladstone, you are a genius! I...
                • Ludwig Von Drake
                  Ludwig Von Drake commented on the blog Open RP: Super Ways To Die
                  "Oh, I film all my projects," he told Duckpool with a smile, showing him the hidden camera on his shirt button. "It helps me go over any course of action I may have missed! And of course, it can be cataco- catalock- taco- I mean, it can be shelved...
                  • Ludwig Von Drake
                    Ludwig Von Drake commented on the blog Open RP: Super Ways To Die
                    "Wak!!"  Well, the squid attack was unexpected. But so was this!!  Even in Ludwig's blind flailing, he was still able to hit a remote he had hidden up his sleeve. Within a second, the suitcase had burst open, and when the dust cleared,...
                    • Ludwig Von Drake
                      Ludwig Von Drake commented on the blog Open RP: Super Ways To Die
                      How? His disguise was perfect, how could he have seen through him?  "Shhh," he waved his hands at Jacob, along with the briefcase. "I have dis all under control, now shoo, you may scare off de villains! Now, as I was saying... helpless old...
                      • Ludwig Von Drake
                        Ludwig Von Drake published a blog post Open RP: Super Ways To Die
                        For SCIENCE!!
                          • Ludwig Von Drake
                            Ludwig Von Drake

                            "Oh, I film all my projects," he told Duckpool with a smile, showing him the hidden camera on his shirt button. "It helps me go over any course of action I may have missed! And of course, it can be cataco- catalock- taco- I mean, it can be shelved away for future studies!" he said with a spread of his arms. 

                            "And don't you shush me!" he looked at Jacob, annoyed. "I'm trying to think-! Oh, that SHUSH! Calm down, I will only be a minute!" he waved a hand and turned back to his test subject. 

                            "Superpowers, my friend!" he prompted Negaduck cheerfully. "Do you generate attack squids from your body? Are you able to incapacitate an innocent by using your voice? Come on, man, tell me." 

                            From the look on the angry villain's face, however, Ludwig realised he was going to be disappointed. 

                            "You... don't have powers?" he aaked, sounding dejected as his shoulders started to droop. 

                            With a click, the metal restraints fell off Negaduck and the professor offered him a hand to get up. 

                            "I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I was looking for actual supervillain threats... for a moment I was fooled! I didn't realise you were actually harmless. Here, have this complimentary candy and be on your way merrily!" he smiled as he held out a sticky, half-melted strawberry lollipop. 

                            Duckpool may not be able to die, but the old drake certainly had no such immunity. Rest in peace, Ludwig Von Drake. 

                            • DarkwingPsycho
                              DarkwingPsycho

                              Jacob leaned back in surprise at being shushed and then berated.  This wasn't generally how his interactions went down.  Blinking, he considered slinging the old man over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, but decided that might not be the best outcome.  So he shrugged and continued observing with a detached smile.

                              He couldn't help himself, though, and let out a slight guffaw.  "Negaduck with superpowers?  Not unless you count halitosis and collecting skulls."  He paused, then added to the masked villain, "Just what kinda hobby is that, anyway?"  He shuddered.

                              When Negaduck was freed, however, he tensed and watched carefully, ready for the public enemy to try something.  That is, until the lollipop came out.  He chuckled.

                              • Negaduck
                                Negaduck

                                "Everyone has a hobby." Negaduck then grins. "I'm about to add three more to my collection."

                                He bristled from the comment about being harmless. "Harmless?! I am far from being harmless!" He snatched the lollipop, ate it, and then stuck the drool covered sticky stick into what little hair the idiot Ludwig had left.

                                Out from somewhere in his cape he pulled a shotgun. Maybe the professor should be asking if he had a pocket dimension in that costume. Where does he keep pulling things from?

                                "Now. About those skulls?"

                              • Ludwig Von Drake
                                Ludwig Von Drake posted on Ludwig Von Drake's message board
                                Ludwig beamed, happy that Gladstone was being supportive. "I know! I've looked up statistics for crime rates in every city, St Canard has de best testing grounds for my research!! Un almost 99.9% of crime!! It's fascinating!" Then he laughed...
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                                  Ludwig Von Drake posted on Ludwig Von Drake's message board
                                  There was a lot of clanking and crashing- at one point Ludwig ran back to retrieve the toaster, and soon, the both of them were settled down with steaming cups of cocoa... sludge. Ludwig could never figure out the right ratio of water to cocoa...
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                                    Ludwig Von Drake posted on Ludwig Von Drake's message board
                                    "Gladstone?" Ludwig, bent over a toaster, looked up and his face brightened. Dropping everything, he rushed over and threw himself around Gladstone in a hug. "What a nice surprise!" Having completely forgotten his earlier one-sided phone call...

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