October Open Quest Log

[flapsin]

🧙 WHO: Drake Mallard/Darkwing Duck and whoever!
⚔️️ WHAT: Taking on a number of this month's quests
🕒 WHEN: Throughout the first half of the month
🗺️ WHERE: Various places
⚠️ WARNINGS: Headless Horseman in Prompt B

A. Smashing Pumpkins [Pumpkin Mayhem - Drake/Darkwing]

[At first, Drake Mallard loved the idea of decorating some pumpkins! Nice way to get into the Halloween spirit. So one can join the civilian duck as he paints and/or carves some pumpkins. Of course, most of the designs he uses are based on Darkwing Duck and some of his villains! Join him during the calm before the storm and help him with decorating pumpkins... or when they start to come alive and take the off-duty hero by surprise!

Or later on, after he's made a costume change, Darkwing Duck will do some more patrols of the area and see if anyone else is having any trouble with rogue pumpkins...]

B. Heading Places [Don't Lost Your Head - Darkwing]

[When he hears rumors about the headless horseman, it sounds like a job for Darkwing Duck! ...A particularly scary job, but a job nonetheless!

And so, he ends up showing up to protect some volunteers who are cleaning up bodies in Celliwig. He keeps some distance from the volunteers and watches from the shadows because of his aesthetic. Perhaps someone is staking this out with him, or is one of the volunteers that this duck is trying to protect.

Or skip ahead to when the Headless Horseman makes his entrance, and Darkwing springs into action... starting with his catchphrase, of course!]

I am the terror that flaps in the night!
I am the dental floss that has been dropped into your candy bag!
I am... Darkwing Duck!

C. Beddy or Not [Bunker Down - Drake]

[So what happened at the end of last month sure was depressing! He felt some relief in being able to do his part to help save people from Lestari, but especially as a hero, he feels the punch from all of those that weren't saved elsewhere. So he throws himself into some relief work so that he can do something to help the survivors!

And so Drake can be seen at the woodworking sight, where he tries to help out with constructing some bunk beds. One can catch him in one of several scenarios. Tired out from all of his work, he could end up taking one of the unfinished beds for a trial run by passing out on it. Or he could be seen doing some strange work for one bed, like making the carving of a duck head coming from the foot of a bed, and also several imperfectly-shaped wheels off on the side... is he trying to make a Darkwing Duck racecar bed...?]

D. Wildcard

[Feel free to come up with an alternate prompt or hit me up for plotting!]

Comments

[doctorintern]

Excellent! I'll go ahead and get started on that.

[ He'll have to find some protein to add to it too though...hmm... ]

[flapsin]

Excellent! Thanks, Fenton. I'm starting to get hungry just thinking about it!

[While he does that, Drake unpacks more of the groceries.]

Actually, any sides in the mix?

[doctorintern]

[ Fenton is already bustling around the kitchen to gather the rest of the ingredients he'll need. ] Well, if we're having pasta, then garlic bread is a must! And maybe a salad? Do you think we should have something else?

[flapsin]

Ooh, good thinking! Garlic bread really adds to that pasta feeling, and can't go wrong with salad too. Maybe some meat as well? What would really go with this?

[doctorintern]

Hmm...well, chicken or shrimp usually goes well with alfredo. Though chicken might be better with the pesto.

[ Should...it be weird that birds are talking about eating poultry? ]

[flapsin]

[Nothing weird at all, everything about this is completely normal, including Drake's glee!]

Ooh, chicken sounds great! 'Chicken alfredo' just sounds right on the tongue. Let's go with that!

[doctorintern]

[ Perfectly normal. ]

Great! I'll go ahead and get started, and it should be ready pretty soon.

[ Although if he had some help, things would go a lot quicker... ]

[flapsin]

Excellent! Thanks, buddy. You got this!

[The groceries are taken care of, so Drake proceeds to... kick back and relax.]

[doctorintern]

..........

[ yyyyyyyyyyyyyyup that's what he thought. ]

...Right. Okay.

[ Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Fenton grabs the ingredients and gets to work. ]

[flapsin]

[The selfless crusader makes himself comfortable and idly scrolls on his phone as Fenton gets to work.]

This is gonna be great. Can't wait! I'm getting hungrier just thinking about it.

[doctorintern]

[ Mentally going through the tasks in his head, Fenton breaks things up and starts on ones that could sit for a while as he does other things, while debating whether or not to say...something. ]

...Hey, do you wanna maybe help? That way things might go a bit quicker.

[ Hopefully that doesn't sound demanding or anything. ]

[flapsin]

[He blinks as he's snapped out of his relaxing thoughts.]

Huh what? [He slowly lowers his feet.] Oh, sure! You seem like you have a great handle on things buddy, but if you need a hand, I'm here! [He'll just drag himself over by Fenton, on standby.]

[doctorintern]

[ A little relieved, he nods. ] Thanks. I just figure we can finish sooner if we're working together.

[ Because nothing ever goes wrong when they're working together. ]

Here... [ He passes some of the vegetables over the counter to set in front of Drake. ] You can start washing and cutting up the vegetables for the salad.

[flapsin]

When you put it like that, I can't say no to some good old-fashioned teamwork! [Especially with someone who isn't wearing a Gizmoduck helmet at the moment!

He accepts his duty diligently and starts washing those veggies!]

So who'll be around for dinner tonight? Just the three of us? Or does somebody have a date?

[doctorintern]

[ He's about to affirm that it's just the three of them, but Drake mentioning a date has him nearly dropping the box of pasta he's holding. ]

A-Ah...haha...n-no, no uh...nothing like that. No date tonight. Or at least I don't have one, do you?

[ He's hoping the redirect will keep the subject off of a certain rebel scientist. ]

[flapsin]

[Drake can't help but grin at that reaction, oh Fenton.]

Nope! Nothing in the works over here. But y'know, I wouldn't have a problem if you brought a date to dinner sometime. The more the merrier!

[doctorintern]

[ He manages a sheepish chuckle as he works to get the pasta box open. ]

I-I'll, uh...keep that in mind, thanks.

[ He knows that Gandra knows, or at least has met, Della and Drake. But all four of them having dinner together? It already sounds awkward.

But still...the thought of his closest friends having dinner together was kind of nice too. ]

[flapsin]

[Drake continues washing the last of the vegetables, delighted to poke and prod at his pal.]

Good! Just figured you should know. Just, y'know, just in case you did have a date of some sort going on!

[It would be more awkward than Drake could possibly envision.]

[doctorintern]

[ He clears his throat again, keeping his eyes averted as he feels a bit of heat rush to his face. ]

W-Well...obviously not tonight, of course. But... [ He shrugs a little. ] M-Maybe in the future.

[ He and Gandra have technically been out on a few dates already, though he still isn't entirely sure whether he can say they were dating. ]

[flapsin]

Ooh, you don't say! [Drake grins cheekily, and playfully jabs his elbow to Fenton's side.] You dog. Well, just know that I'm always here to hear all about any bright and shining future!

[doctorintern]

[ Another nervous chuckle as he finally glances at Drake. ] Thanks. Nothing is, ah...official yet, but...we'll see.

[flapsin]

[His brow raises with intrigue, and he looks as if he knows exactly what - or who - he's talking about.]

We'll see alright! Trust me, buddy. You've got this in the bag!

[doctorintern]

[ That does get a smile, and despite still feeling completely embarrassed, the support does help. ] Thanks.