GizmoDuck

@haberdasher92

Somewhere mid act of derring-do a phone was definitely dropped and picked back up, hand covering the hero's visor to obscure the scandalous screen.

"Holy smokes. I must talk to Ms. MaCawber about the dangers of unexpected exposure." This was said to the crook he'd tied up moments earlier who had no such reservations about what was currently exposed to him. Damn. Where THOSE the perks of being a do gooder? Maybe it was time for moral rehabilitation.

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Age: That's a bit personal don't you think?
Species: American Pekin duck
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Single
Occupation: The Hero of Duckburg
About

Gizmoduck, if you don't already know, is the highly regarded superhero of Duckburg and his deeds of derring-do have spread to her sister city of St. Canard.  He pilots a large robotic suit with a seemingly endless supply of drawers and flaps to provide him with any number of useful tools for combating the forces of darkness and occasional jay walker.  Always in the spirit of the greater good Giz will aid whomever he feels is in need (usually with little consent and with a bit of dramatic preamble). He has been on the superhero scene for a number of years and has had great success as well as almost instant admiration.  (He has his own fanclub he refers to lovingly as the "Gizmobuddies" and blindly assumes that everyone: 1) knows who he is  2) is a fan of some sort 3) wants an autograph  4) is an ally who has come to lend a hand or 5) the only other option is a villain. )  Forever an optimist he labels all heroes he encounters as friends and cherishes what he considers a particularly strong friendship with  Darkwing Duck.

 

Not in the common knowledge the mallard behind the blast shield is Fenton Crackshell. Fenton, although enjoying great success as his heroic counterpart, is typically more unsure of himself.  Playing hero has clearly taken over a huge part of his life but once the suit is off he seeks out approval from most new people a little like a lost (kicked) puppy.  His origins are a humble one: growing up with an agoraphobic mother in a run down trailer park. Though seemingly out of his depth in many (read: nearly all) things Fenton has an affinity for numbers and can do complex counting and calculations in his head at the drop of a bean.  Bean counting was his job before fate and happenstance brought him to the Gizmosuit and eventually he became Scrooge McDuck's bodyguard/underpaid accountant. Fenton can have his selfish whims but mostly he is a fount of kindness and as a result, normally a doormat.

 

 

 

 

 

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    • Negaduck
      Negaduck

      "Yeah, I want to skip rope. You got a problem with that?"

      A moment of dramatic tension before the felon added in a far more friendly manner,

      "Fair enough we'll do something else then!"

      Cut forward, and the rope had been repurposed as the string for an obviously homemade kite. It was decorated with the usual tissue paper, flowing ribbon, bits of bloodied gauze, and miniature bows. Whatever had come to hand really.

      "Ready?" called to the wheeled wonder at the other end on tugging duty while he readied the craft.

      Here comes good clean fun! Whatever that was.

      • GizmoDuck
        GizmoDuck

        Gizmoduck eyed the jumprope, then the brigand brandishing it, then very slowly looked down at his own wheel, before looking back up.

        "I'm not quite built for jumping I'm afraid. But it was kind of you to offer." The circumstantial darkness that aided the fiendish entrance was admired before Giz put his hands on his hips and looked back at the fiend again. "Are you double dutching with the Devil again? Or have you finally had the hankering for good clean fun? Pardon my skepticism, it's just... this is rather unsettling."

        • Negaduck
          Negaduck

          "YOU."

          From the darkness, which somehow existed in midday in a beautiful sunny greensward, stepped forward the city's most I said MOST notorious ne'er-do-well.

          "There's something I've owed you for a long, long time."

          Between Negaduck's hands was stretched a thick cord, garrotte style, until he thrust one end at Duckburg's wheeled wonder.

          "Would you like a game of jump rope?"

          Terrified? You should be.

          • Harmonizer
            Harmonizer

            A strange, covered basket was placed outside Fenton's door. When opened, he would be greeted by five very fuzzy, excited and curious kittens. And... ugh, what was that stench?

            There was a card tied to the handle of the basket, black, with even blacker words written in bold, serif font that seemed to command compliance.

            Take them somewhere warm and give them a good meal. And I may well be checking up later.

            • Shadow
              Shadow

              "Holy crap YES! Thank you Gizmo." Hordes a handful of brochures and pamphlets. "I promise I'm not that person that collects every single brochure at the rest area and never reads them." >_>

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              • GizmoDuck
                GizmoDuck commented on the photo Beauty by comparison
                "Gosh if good things come in small packages then then that must mean that even better things come in bigger packages! Because you're all alight with promise you see? I'm sure if you try your best you'll all measure up to greatness!" 
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                  GizmoDuck commented on the blog Grand Theft Item of Sentimental Value
                  As it turned out the crooks that frequented this bar had one universal response to a nun walking into a bar... and it consisted of them all starting to tell Sister Mary Titanium jokes that unoriginally started with "A nun walks into a bar-" So it...
                  • GizmoDuck
                    GizmoDuck posted on GizmoDuck's message board
                    Gizmoduck eyed the jumprope, then the brigand brandishing it, then very slowly looked down at his own wheel, before looking back up. "I'm not quite built for jumping I'm afraid. But it was kind of you to offer." The circumstantial darkness that...
                    • GizmoDuck
                      GizmoDuck commented on the blog Waddle Duck (Reserved RP)
                      "Well..." He started wearily. "I suppose a little test of heroism would be alright. Although I really must stress again that this is no way a competition. Working together is what makes the city safe. 'Sharing Might is Right!' as my hero's team...
                      • GizmoDuck
                        GizmoDuck commented on the blog Waddle Duck (Reserved RP)
                        "Se-Settle? What? I said this isn't a competition! I would be more than happy to help train you how t-to" It was hard to concentrate when the crowd started chanting "Fight. Fight. Fight." like a pack of rabid secondary school...
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                          GizmoDuck commented on the blog Waddle Duck (Reserved RP)
                          "W-whining?" He was dumbstruck, flabbergasted, speechless, astonished, astounded, stupefied, stunned, and other such synonyms from thesaurus.com. "Mister Be-uh-Waddle Duck-" he corrected himself as people were starting to gather around the two...
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                            GizmoDuck commented on the blog Waddle Duck (Reserved RP)
                            Gizmoduck blinked at his empty mitts then Mr. Beaks rather full ones before they too were empty. He made a very distressed little cry as the bomb was carelessly chucked skyward before he grimaced at the explosion.  At the minimal after affects...
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                              GizmoDuck commented on the blog Grand Theft Item of Sentimental Value
                              "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Ms. McDrake although I wish it were under better circumstances. But never fear! We will once again procure your precious pendant! Perhaps you'd care to accompany me so that you can point out the...

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