The Von Drakes

Let me talk to our associates... the answer was a very strong, Scottish 'No'... sorry. In fact, he adds four cents to the purchase order.

We are 2 Legit 2 Quit.

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The Eccentric founder of Von Drake, Industries, Professor Ludwig von Drake and his young protégé, Franziska, have recently expanded the company into St. Canard. Apparently, a city writhing in super havoc is prime estate to capitalize on your maximum security technologies. They also provide gadget services for espionage agency as well as pizza delivery services.

Prof. von Drake is currenly accepting therapy appointments, specializing in Goddess complexes.
Franziska is currenly wandering about town trying to grasp this whole 'American' cityscape thing.

Both tend to be highly radioactive, approach with caution.

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      The Von Drakes

      By The Von Drakes
      Name: Ludwig von Drake Species: Duck Age: Old Enough To Not Know Better Status: Married to Matilda McDuck Occupation: Founder, CEO, Owner, President, and resident local genius of Von Drake, Industries. Profile: A jack of all trades and...

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        The Von Drakes

        "It will alert the authorities?" Frankie gave her a stare back, "I don't know what you expect from an alarm system. It'll repel as much as it can and then snitch."

        She looks over the data that her device printed, clicking her tongue at the unsatisfactory results. This was definitely not something Magica could manage.

        "Although, we could just have it alert you instead if you don't want to get SCPD involved." She offered, "That way you can get here and deal with whatever Italian witch is trying to steal your lucky dime--er, souls."

        She turns back to Malicia, "The basics will be a force field repellent, window and door shields, an alarm system, and video surveillance. We do offer much ... experimental... forms of security for a premium. For example, lasers."

        • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
          Queen Malicia of St. Canard

          Her profound speech was met with a rather disinterested stare. The name 'von Drake' meant nothing to her, and the subject of science was something she scoffed at.

          Sure, science was real. Science could do plenty. But it seemed all Normals strived to 'explain' magic through a scientific lens, which was a fruitless endeavor in Mal's not-so-humble opinion.

          No matter. She didn't care how it was done, so long as it was effective.

          "And if this security system fails...?"

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            The Von Drakes

            "Miss, I'm a von Drake, I'm anything but normal." Frankie grinned. Her head tilted up in pride.

            You would think the mention of 'souls' would have triggered an alarm but instead, Frankie pulled out a complex gadget that began to scan the location.

            "Now, the supernatural? Nothing super about it. Magic has a basis in science. In fact, everything does." Frankie explained, "Sure, most of it is unexplained, but if a chemical explosion can give a 'normal' man superpowers, then science is surely able to explain a pyromancer eventually."

            Her gadget whizzes and beeps up some results.

            "The truth is out there, Miss." Frankie adds, "Anyhow, if you're wondering how I began to research it, there's this obsessive sorceress that's a constant thorn in the side of one of my clients... and that's what started the 'Magic-B-Gone' Forcefield-i-Nator 3000. It repels forces of nature that don't quite share the number of atoms to their natural counterparts."

            • Queen Malicia of St. Canard
              Queen Malicia of St. Canard

              "Souls." She said plainly and perhaps too-casually. "More of an interest for us supernaturals, and therefore why I inquired about your magical safeguards."

              "But..." She was eyeing the duck curiously.

              "You're a Normal. How is it that you have the expertise to fend off magic-users?"

              Although I'm still hedging on that goblin-duck hybrid possibility.

              • The Von Drakes
                The Von Drakes

                Feeling the chill of an icy wind and the absence of the sun now that a shadow of a fat hourglass covered her, Frankie gave a subtle shudder. She turned to look over to her costumer, really straining her neck to try and chance a glance at her face.

                "Ah, yeah, that's me. Please, call me Frankie." The pseudo-duckling answered, "So, what's the contraband I gotta keep safe, hm? We offer the 'Cops Literally Can't Do their Jobs In Calisota' package for that kind of situation. SHUSH and vigilante proof systems come at a premium though. Those guys actually do their jobs."

                She talked too much. She talked too freely.

                "The Beagle Boy package is just a tub of water over the door. It has a 100% catch rate."

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                  The Von Drakes posted on The Von Drakes's message board
                  "It will alert the authorities?" Frankie gave her a stare back, "I don't know what you expect from an alarm system. It'll repel as much as it can and then snitch." She looks over the data that her device printed, clicking her tongue at the...
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                      The Von Drakes commented on the blog We're all expanding
                      "Hey, look, you can do the literal minimum of your job." Frankie congratulated Darryl when he returned from the delivery, "Now you can get a proper introduction with your boss's boss." Ludwig lifted the welding mask he was wearing and turned off...
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                        "Get it there under thirty minutes and you're fine." Frankie said. "Ja, don't vorry about it." Ludwig smiled to his new hire, "Vhen you come back ve can fit your car vit' a quantum engine so time could be da least of your problems!" "Although...
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                          The Von Drakes commented on the blog We're all expanding
                          "Just one client so far. Some Amazon giant looking to protect some trash warehouse from spooky things. Still gotta finish that consultation." Frankie said, "We also already have quite a bit of places wired up through McDuck Incorporated." She...
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                            Frankie pretended not to have noticed that reaction and preferred to focus on leading him down the main corridor. "Good, Prof. von Drake is gonna love that." Frankie turns to him, walking backwards, and points to her weak little arms, "He likes...
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                              Frankie knew a thing or two about pride, so she wouldn't be the type to stop someone who clearly didn't want any help. Regardless, she was empathetic to Millie's troubles and couldn't let her go without nothing. Her conscience would keep her up at...
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                                The Von Drakes commented on the blog We're all expanding
                                Frankie chuckled at the reference he made, unknowingly securing his position she had already given him when he entered the building. "Well, I hope you're more like Chekov and wind up being a staple character despite your shirt." She answered....

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