I borrowed your chainsaw. How many broken teeth did it already have again? Uh, not that I’ve been rough with it. Just curious.
"Oh my. It seems you have mistaken me for Negaduck. I don't think he'll be happy that you took his chainsaw and broke it.'
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@posiduck
I borrowed your chainsaw. How many broken teeth did it already have again? Uh, not that I’ve been rough with it. Just curious.
"Oh my. It seems you have mistaken me for Negaduck. I don't think he'll be happy that you took his chainsaw and broke it.'
You're getting married to Posi? Congratulations, Negs!
I AM NOT!
Will Darkwing be your best man? Oh, your kid will be so excited to be a maid of honour!
He will be best dead!!! Just like you!!!!
Best dad? You mean godfather, right? That is so cute! <3 Gosalyn will be happy to see Darkwing again!
*Inhuman duck noises. * Not….cute…
…. Do I get a say in this?
I don’t even get a say in it!
Oh my. When did Negaduck propose to me?
What’s your muse’s alignment? Tagging: Anyone that wants to do it.
@an-anxious-misconception Requested Negaduck and Posduck together. I think Negs is broken.
*internal screaming*
“Aww..Negs you’re not singing along!”
MUNDAY QUESTIONS Muse answers the questions about the mun
☕️ How does the mun like his or her tea/coffee/hot chocolate?
✈️ What is the mun’s dream vacation?
⚠️ What is one thing the muse wishes the mun could have warned him/her about?
👋 What was the mun’s first impression of the muse?
📝 How did the mun react when he or she realized they wanted to write the muse?
👥 What is your favorite experience together as mun and muse?
💭 What does the mun typically dream about?
⏰ What is the mun’s ideal evening spent alone?
🎬 What is on the mun’s Netflix “continue watching” list?
💙 What photos does the mun typically share on Facebook?
📱 Does the mun take their phone with them to the bathroom?
📖 What is the mun’s favorite fanfiction about the muse?
👩👩👧👧 What is the mun’s relationship like with his or her family?
👶 Does the mun want kids?
👀 Would you classify the mun as an extrovert, introvert or ambivert?
👣 Describe a time the mun took a lesson from the muse in a real life situation.
"I spent the whole of last night checking the stove, the wires, then the pipes, and the ventilation system in my apartment, but I still can't sleep because I just know something is going to blow up. Please, I need help..."
“Would you like to talk about it?”
He sniffed and wiped his eyes. He’d been crying when he was talking and panicking to Dr. Mallard. “Yes. I… I can’t live like this. I even thought there was a squirrel conspiracy once with the local squirrels. There are voices in my head, telling me those scary things. I don’t know how to make it stop."
Posi reached over into the filing cabinet near his desk to find the SHUSH pilot's file. Adjusting his glasses, he opened it to go over it.
"According to the file I was provided, you were diagnosed obsessive compulsive disorder. Is that correct?" He asked.
Send "🙋" + any headcannons you want to know about my muse.
"I spent the whole of last night checking the stove, the wires, then the pipes, and the ventilation system in my apartment, but I still can't sleep because I just know something is going to blow up. Please, I need help..."
“Would you like to talk about it?”
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“What have you done with my pills? I need them!”
“I saw the name on the label and delivered them for ya, Doc.” Launchpad smiled proudly.
“Thank you.” Posi sighed in relief. “I thought someone got into my things again.”
“No problem’o! I saw Drake’s name on there so I made sure he got them.” Launchpad paused. “Say, uh, wouldn’t a prescription be addressed to Darkwing here at SHUSH?”
Realization sank in. There were two “Drake Mallards” and he had delivered them to the wrong Mallard.
“Hoo boy. I’d better get home stat before Drake takes those pills!”
“Oh dear. You mean you got our prescriptions mixed up?” Posi looked concerned.
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“What have you done with my pills? I need them!”
“I saw the name on the label and delivered them for ya, Doc.” Launchpad smiled proudly.
“Thank you.” Posi sighed in relief. “I thought someone got into my things again.”
"Do you ever have nights when you can't sleep, and you just feel... I don't know... a little lonely? But it's after midnight and there's no one to talk to? What do you do when that happens?"
“I have plenty of nights like that. If no one is around I like to curl up with a good book and get lost in the story.”
“Ah. I see…” Her tone sounded almost disappointed.
“Well… I do suppose I have several books on hand…”
All of them having already been read through more than once.
She smiled. “Thank you for the advice, doctor.”
“Are you alright?” Posi looked concerned at how she sounded.
“I’m fine,” Moira assured Posi. “Just a little sleepy.”
And lonely. And, some nights, books just don’t help much with that.
“I’m sure reading a few chapters of my old psychology textbooks will knock me right out,” she joked with a weak chuckle.
Posi walked over and curled his arms around her for a hug. “You look like you need a hug.”
Moira blushed slightly, then gratefully returned the hug. “I guess I did,” she said quietly, smiling. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Posi replied softly with a smile. “Feel any better?”
Moira nodded a little, reluctant to let go. “I think so…” She hadn’t had anyone give her a genuine hug in what seemed like forever, and it felt nice.
“Good.” Posi didn’t let go yet from the hug since she seemed to be hesitant on letting go either. “I’m here for you if you need me.”
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“What have you done with my pills? I need them!”
"Do you ever have nights when you can't sleep, and you just feel... I don't know... a little lonely? But it's after midnight and there's no one to talk to? What do you do when that happens?"
“I have plenty of nights like that. If no one is around I like to curl up with a good book and get lost in the story.”
“Ah. I see…” Her tone sounded almost disappointed.
“Well… I do suppose I have several books on hand…”
All of them having already been read through more than once.
She smiled. “Thank you for the advice, doctor.”
“Are you alright?” Posi looked concerned at how she sounded.
“I’m fine,” Moira assured Posi. “Just a little sleepy.”
And lonely. And, some nights, books just don’t help much with that.
“I’m sure reading a few chapters of my old psychology textbooks will knock me right out,” she joked with a weak chuckle.
Posi walked over and curled his arms around her for a hug. “You look like you need a hug.”
Moira blushed slightly, then gratefully returned the hug. “I guess I did,” she said quietly, smiling. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Posi replied softly with a smile. “Feel any better?”
Send 💬 for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.
"Do you ever have nights when you can't sleep, and you just feel... I don't know... a little lonely? But it's after midnight and there's no one to talk to? What do you do when that happens?"
“I have plenty of nights like that. If no one is around I like to curl up with a good book and get lost in the story.”
“Ah. I see…” Her tone sounded almost disappointed.
“Well… I do suppose I have several books on hand…”
All of them having already been read through more than once.
She smiled. “Thank you for the advice, doctor.”
“Are you alright?” Posi looked concerned at how she sounded.
“I’m fine,” Moira assured Posi. “Just a little sleepy.”
And lonely. And, some nights, books just don’t help much with that.
“I’m sure reading a few chapters of my old psychology textbooks will knock me right out,” she joked with a weak chuckle.
Posi walked over and curled his arms around her for a hug. “You look like you need a hug.”
"Do you ever have nights when you can't sleep, and you just feel... I don't know... a little lonely? But it's after midnight and there's no one to talk to? What do you do when that happens?"
“I have plenty of nights like that. If no one is around I like to curl up with a good book and get lost in the story.”
“Ah. I see…” Her tone sounded almost disappointed.
“Well… I do suppose I have several books on hand…”
All of them having already been read through more than once.
She smiled. “Thank you for the advice, doctor.”
“Are you alright?” Posi looked concerned at how she sounded.
"Do you ever have nights when you can't sleep, and you just feel... I don't know... a little lonely? But it's after midnight and there's no one to talk to? What do you do when that happens?"
“I have plenty of nights like that. If no one is around I like to curl up with a good book and get lost in the story.”