DarkwingPsycho

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Ariana McCawber:

A twenty-year-old newcomer to St. Canard, Ariana struggles to feel like she fits in and has a hard time opening up to others because of her shyness and her deep-seated fear that she isn't worth anyone's time or care.  While she has potent magical abilities (some she hasn't even discovered yet), she doesn't use them for fear of being shunned, which has happened in the past.  Only in extreme cases will she use them.

Her trusting and kind nature make her easy prey to villains, especially those with a tendency to manipulate and feign interest in her, since she so desperately wants to feel connected to others.  She's a beautiful singer and enjoys figure skating with all her heart.  Beneath the layers of timidity, Ariana is also very adventurous and very curious, which often lead her into trouble.  She's not without flaws, and will sometimes react impulsively when someone breaks through her patience and touches a nerve, which usually ends up with herself or others getting hurt.

She harbors a secret about her true nature, one that even she is not yet aware of.

 

 

Jacob Mallard:

A fifty-five-year-old newly-reinstated SHUSH agent, Jacob is only newly returned to the city after a fifteen year absence.  During that time, SHUSH declared him MIA and everyone in the city believed him to be deceased.  This caused a great rift in the family he left behind, and he is only now revisiting his old stomping grounds after traveling the world trying to forget why he had to leave in the first place.

A schmoozer, Jacob has an affinity for the fairer sex as well as a good bourbon, and in his prime he was a very well-renowned spy and agent.  Now he is bent on revenging himself on those who forced him to give up everything.  Not much else is known about this intelligent and sophisticated mallard, as he keeps most personal information up his sleeve.  But don't for a second believe that he is afraid to cross lines as a means to an end.

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    • DarkwingPsycho
      DarkwingPsycho

      "Papyrus?" Ariana questioned worriedly. All she could make out was muffled yelling. She hoped he was all right...

      All she could do was wait anxiously near the window until she spied a red motorcycle with a sidecar coming down the street. Relieved, she ran out of the house and to the sidewalk to wait for him to park.

      • Sans the Skeleduck
        Sans the Skeleduck

        "EXCELLENT!! I'LL BE THERE! YOU CAN'T MISS ME, I'LL BE IN A RED MOTORBIKE WITH A SIDECAR."

        Just then, there was a brief, quiet scuffle, and a crunch.

        "Bork."

        In the distance, Papyrys could be heard yelling, "GET BACK HERE WITH MY PHONE, YOU MEDDLING CANINE!"

        • DarkwingPsycho
          DarkwingPsycho

          Ariana smiled brightly at his exclamation. She wasn't so sure about the "best fashion advice" comment, but she'd feel too guilty to tell him no.

          "Oh, Papyrus!" she said hurriedly. "I live at 13 DeSpell Lane with my sister. It's...near the restaurant district." At least it was for now.

          "I can meet you out front, if that would help!"

          • Sans the Skeleduck
            Sans the Skeleduck

            "OF COURSE!" Papyrus exclaimed cheerfully. "WHO ELSE SHOULD I GO TO FOR THE BEST FASHION ADVICE BUT MY GREAT FRIEND ARIANA? NOW GET YOUR THINGS READY! I'LL SEE YOU IN TWENTY MINUTES!"

            Another voice spoke up in the background. "you don't even know where she lives, paps."

            "IT'S SIMPLE, SANS, I'LL JUST DRIVE TO EVERY HOUSE IN ST CANARD UNTIL WE GET TO THE RIGHT ONE!"

            • DarkwingPsycho
              DarkwingPsycho

              She blinked at the phone, then held it back up against her ear again, wincing at the volume of his excited voice. "Oh, hello!" she answered. "It was so lovely to meet you and your brother, thank you for having me!" She paused then uncertainly, and added, "You...you want to go shopping? With...-me-?"

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                DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
                Ariana and the rest of the tellers obediently followed the masked man out front and sat with their backs against the counter.  Or they would have, had chaos not suddenly broken out in the lobby. The leader howled angrily as his gun was jerked...
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                  DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Glitter Town
                  Ariana looked a little relieved, as if she'd been worried her gift would somehow end up defective or that Gosalyn would tire of it.  When the duckling returned, the blonde smiled again.  "Oh...it's beautiful," she said sincerely,...
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                    DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Glitter Town
                    Ariana's head turned quickly, at first thinking something was wrong until the duckling barreled around the corner and hugged her tightly.  "Hello!" she laughed.  It had only been a couple of days since their sleepover, but somehow Ariana...
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                      DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Borne Under a Bad Sign
                      Gladstone's outburst surprised Jacob, and he gave his friend a suspicious look.  "'Nothing,' huh?"  He turned it over, looking at the sorry envelope, then put it in his back pants pocket.  "I wouldn't dream of it.  Whatever it...
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                        DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Glitter Town
                        The bus slowed to a stop a few blocks away from said nice little apartment.  A petite blonde woman exited, her small purse on her shoulder, and she waved kindly to the driver as he drove off.  The walk was very familiar now, and since it...
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                          DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Borne Under a Bad Sign
                          "I make everything look good," Jacob responded with a grin.  He watched with a mixture of concern, bewilderment, and amusement as Gladstone was suddenly swarmed with a literal wave of bad luck. "No kidding..." he commented when the gander said...
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                            DarkwingPsycho commented on the blog Borne Under a Bad Sign
                            The envelope was plucked from his fingers to be replaced with a strong hand to help pull him up and out of the garbage can. "Gladstone, my boy!" a familiar voice greeted him warmly.  "A refuse bin is no place to spend your birthday. ...
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                              DarkwingPsycho commented on the photo Negaduck :3
                              Ariana: flushes despite herself

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