GizmoDuck

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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

      The downside - emphasis on the down - of a ballistic trajectory was that gravity had to kick in eventually.

      Given the force of the kick in question, it would be some while yet before they met a similar fate to a bowl of petunias, however it was about the top of that arc that Gizmoduck's reel wound up.

      Which meant things were about to get reelly violent.

      "You blasted tin can!" Negaduck apparently did not appreciate the free trip, a fact he expressed mostly with his fists and whatever else he could get a hold of to wail on the hero. Where did you find a tennis racket at 14,000 feet anyway?

      "You are not going to drag me down with you!"

      • GizmoDuck
        GizmoDuck

        When the crook was caught, hook line and stinker GizmoDuck opened his mouth to shout some sort of triumphant proclaimation. It happened at the perfect time for a bird to fly straight into his face and in the aftermath of startled cries and much flapping Giz could do naught but spit feathers.

        His elbow on the other hand, was steadily reeling in it's catch. A very important bunch of business people found their meeting punctuated by a strange view out their boardroom window. As the pair passed one woman slowly raised her phone and took a decidedly very unattractive picture which would immediately be posted online no doubt.

        Dignity was a pipedream at this point.

        • Negaduck
          Negaduck

          Villains, on the other hand, were also guilty (hur) of being predictable in a number of ways.

          While it would be impossible to count all the charges against this villain, Negaduck was particularly guilty of gloating.

          In this case, he had gone for the 'cool guys don't look at explusions' turn and coolly walk away... which meant he didn't notice the rope until it looped around his torso.

          "Oh bBBBBLLLWWWGHH!!"

          What an interesting sight for anyone passing by... or in a highrise.

          • GizmoDuck
            GizmoDuck

            One had to wonder, how the villain could arrange such an entrance with such a device all while going unnoticed. It was probably something to do will pulleys and trapdoors, or predictable heroes as victims who were easily distracted by their own reflections and, really, most shiny things in general.

            "Negaduck you cad! I should have-" yes. He should have done a number of things. For example: move, duck (hur), dodge, pogo stick away... instead the rest of his sentence went along the lines of "-HRNNG" as the boot gave him the boot.

            As he started his ascent into the wild blue yonder the stars cleared from his vision and he shot a lasso out of his elbow toward the villain in an effort to hook him. Because travelling was so much more tolerable when you had company.

            • Negaduck
              Negaduck

              "Hey there."

              His question answered by the appearence of one red hatted villain.

              ... leaning against one giant mechanical shoe?

              That couldn't be good.

              A click of a remote control - Negaduck did enjoy pressing buttons, didn't he - sent the house sized contraption winding back in a way that a resident old lady and all her children would not have appreciated had he not been the type to have evicted them all already for the heck of it.

              Annnnnd PUNT!

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              • GizmoDuck
                GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                Gizmoduck accepted the card like it was the most delicate item in the world.  A friend! Yay! A small sliding card catalog popped out of one of his panels and a few moths fluttered out in a daze.  Somewhere at the bottom were a small stack...
                • GizmoDuck
                  GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                  As soon as the jester started crying the angry little bees in his bonnet;(Soldiers in his chest plate) became sluggish. Aha! He grabbed them both and tilted his head to the side as he forced them out the suit’s neck hole. The weeping little...
                  • GizmoDuck
                    GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                    Gizmoduck was beginning to feel like Gulliver against the lilliputians. Soldiers were scaling his suit and trying to pry open the panels to invade that personal bubble he kept going on about. He swatted them with fly swatters, pounded them with...
                    • GizmoDuck
                      GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                      Gizmoduck returned the archer’s bow with a small salute and with the crunch of splintering wood finally freed himself from the table. Of course in the time it took to do this he had been set upon by pint sized tanks, the projectiles of which...
                      • GizmoDuck
                        GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                        Gizmoduck, having teamed with Darkwing before really should have seen the gas bomb coming.  He hadn't, which seemed to speak volumes about his misunderstanding of the nature of the other mallard.  Quiverwing on the other hand he had no way...
                        • GizmoDuck
                          GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                          “Egads!” Giz tried to retract the screens or at least shield them from such reckless attempts at property damage. The projectiles did lodge in two of the glowing rectangles and he let an agonized hiss escape through his teeth. That was...
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                            GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                            Gizmoduck stared at the jester’s childish drawing before he let out an irritated sigh. “Quiverwing believe me when I tell you that indulging in an endorsement scheme with this cad would be cad-astrophic....
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                              GizmoDuck commented on the blog Interdimensional Intimacy Intervention
                              Why WERE there so many QuackerJacks?  Had there been a chemical waste spill at a Xerox company or something?  That might make sense, this new addition’s colors seemed to be a little washed out maybe the toner was running out. ...

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