DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest
- Thread starter Made in Heaven
- Start date
- Crossover
- Location
- Germany
...You mean to tell me that "little" Vanessa - *the apple of our eyes* - is also at risk of facing that SHEEP´S speciest dogma simply because she´s our daughter and would inherit our weird legal state? Ok, that seals the deal - that bitch is going down in flames.
*PAPA WOLF MODE ENGAGED AND LOCKED IN*
Tbf, in my mind Francis would only be the "Man in the Chair", while our NOWCA Agents would do the actual fieldwork. Also, while I would prefer out Zootopia-scrying detail to be predominantly animals classified as *herbivorous* to assure a wide amount of mobility and "agency", some Carnivores infiltrating Big´s Mafia/the Underground and potentially stumbling over the Alliance between Silvano Big (took that first name from an excellent JudyXNick fic, so don´t try looking it up on official sources) and Shere Khan would be a good idea as well.
That being said, next turn NOWCA is stuck redoing the botched investigation of the DoI´s theft because of Jumbas DejaVu monster and the turn after that, we might have to face SHUSH "stealing" NOWCA away from us as per that failure - but at least that´ll give us time to Research Lizzies Animal Uplink Armor for another boost to our NOWCA Agents...so, small mercies?
- Location
- The City of Tears, Hallownest
- Pronouns
- He/Him
They are not in fact, stuck doing that. They can't repeat an action that can't be repeated. They have instead, lost their action entirely and in future turns must roll to see if the US needs them
- Pronouns
- He/They
I mean, I could see Bellweather's racism falling on the "you're biologically a human, thus being raised by ocelots doesn't matter" side as well. Could go either way depending on what would create more drama.
Given Doof is the major meat merchant in the US I doubt it matters much either way.
- Location
- Germany
Yeah, I can definitely see her trying to use any Collab with us to further her own agenda. For example, someone already voiced concerns that she might try to lace our meat products with Nighthowler extract to link the "Predator craziness" to *Anyone* eating meat, including omnivores and people who go against the grain of being classified as herbivores by enjoying eating meat (like the sheep protagonist from the great Zootopia fanfic "Pack Street", Remmy Cormo).
So yeah, if we actually collab with her, we need to be very mindful of what we are doing.
Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
- Location
- Central Park
- Pronouns
- He/Him/They/Them
I mean, humans are also hated by Belwhether. I can't remember where I heard it here, but I do remember vaguely one of the QMs saying that Bell weather didn't like humans anymore than other predators, but she wasn't stupid enough to strike at them (yet) because she was severely outnumbered. For the life of me I can't remember where I saw that though.
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
- Location
- Florida
I feel its worth mentioning that, to the greater public, Bellwether is not the blatant "Mayor of Racism" *we* know her as. Bellwether uses political spin to obscure her anti-predator stance and, due to the "predator madness" crisis she caused, has plausible deniability on her side to justify further ostracization of the predator population.
While Zootopia has omnivores, they only have bit roles in the movie because they'd distract from the presented predator/prey dynamic. Same for primates, which would be too close to humans. Now that they're no longer in a bubble, I expect that the Zootopia region would have mixed and reactions to omnivorous groups based on preconcieved notions. The movie had societal bias/stereotypes and challenging them as a major theme, after all.
Raccoons: "Shifty and shady like foxes, but they eat anything. Lock your dumpsters or else a vagrant raccoon will try to rummage through it."
Pandas: "Big and gentle. Fun to hang out with, and they eat bamboo! Why can't other bears eat bamboo?"
Ducks: "I don't know if they're preds, but boy do those ducks fly off the handle! And are they toons or [person was removed by secret police]"
Humans: "You ever notice how many hairless apes are in government and big business? Its like being human is a shortcut to being taken seriously around here."
While Zootopia has omnivores, they only have bit roles in the movie because they'd distract from the presented predator/prey dynamic. Same for primates, which would be too close to humans. Now that they're no longer in a bubble, I expect that the Zootopia region would have mixed and reactions to omnivorous groups based on preconcieved notions. The movie had societal bias/stereotypes and challenging them as a major theme, after all.
Raccoons: "Shifty and shady like foxes, but they eat anything. Lock your dumpsters or else a vagrant raccoon will try to rummage through it."
Pandas: "Big and gentle. Fun to hang out with, and they eat bamboo! Why can't other bears eat bamboo?"
Ducks: "I don't know if they're preds, but boy do those ducks fly off the handle! And are they toons or [person was removed by secret police]"
Humans: "You ever notice how many hairless apes are in government and big business? Its like being human is a shortcut to being taken seriously around here."
Interlude: Great Karoo
- Location
- Pennsylvania
"Hello Duckberg, I'm Roxanne Featherly, coming to you live from the site of former supermax prison Aquatraz Island."
"And I'm Bluff Dunder, SF Channel 7."
"Is… is that a desk?" Roxanne asked.
"Yes, I had my interns set it up before we turned the cameras on. Do you… not have one?"
"Not in the field."
"Alright. Why don't you tell our viewers why we're here?" Bluff asked, only for Roxanne to leap to it before he even finished speaking.
"Today, this long-vaunted big house has been renovated and remastered to provide pitiless incarceration for a modern century. Here with me today-"
"And me!" Bluff interrupted.
"-is the mastermind of this latter-day oubliette, Flintheart Glomgold, Richest Duck in the World. Mr. Glomgold, what do you have to say on this most momentous occasion?"
"I'm glad you asked, Roxanne. I'm sure we are all aware of the terrible tragedy that was the St. Canard breakout. While undoubtedly a regretful event, I believe this breakout can in fact be a blessing in disguise! The truth is, St. Canard was always more of a slapdash solution than a proper prison. The opening of that vaunted city to proper development has also allowed me the opportunity to re-develop this site as a true center of criminal incarceration, a black hole from which no lawbreaker will ever escape!"
"Sounds a bit extreme." Bluff noted.
"That's what you get for being a supervillain these days, Bluff! Unless you want to argue that the clowns gallivanting across the West Coast all these months don't deserve to be thrown to the bottom of the sea, heh heh!" Glomgold waited for a moment to make sure no response was forthcoming. "With multilevel incarceration beneath the very ocean waves, escape is all but impossible! Any tunnel would run right into bedrock, any window a porthole! It's brilliant. Impel Duck will be the most secure prison in the world, able to hold even that dastardly Negaduck when he's recaptured."
"And ah, Mr. Glomgold." Dunder replied. "What do you say to those who point out that your facility shares several striking similarities to one of the most infamous fictional prisons in all of media?"
"Total coincidence." Glomgold replied flatly.
"But Mr. Glomgold." Roxanne pounced. "While we were able to turn up minimal information on his origins, we were able to confirm that even the name of the new warden matches-"
"Magellan was hired purely on his credentials." Glomgold replied hotly. "I have no idea what you're talking about. What's a nakama?!?!"
There was a brief pause.
"Well, um. If that's all. Then I'm Bluff Dunder-"
"And I'm Roxanne Featherly." The other reporter replied. "And this has been-"
A sound like a crashing jet engine filled the air as a springy kaiju-shaped blob crashed into Bluff Dunder's desk before the cameras could cut. "Hang on, I have a question! Fredzilla, local anime enthusiast." Fredzilla introduced himself, a microphone popping out of his costume.
"What-" Dunder began.
"How did you- that microphone isn't even-"
"And I have to ask… when you catch Negaduck, will you be putting him in Level Five?"
"D'you mean Level Six?" Glomgold asked.
Fred blinked.
Glomgold frowned.
"No further questions."
"Well, as always, I'm Roxanne Featherly, bringing you all the news you want and some that you don't. We'll see you next time, on-
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"And I'm Bluff Dunder, SF Channel 7."
"Is… is that a desk?" Roxanne asked.
"Yes, I had my interns set it up before we turned the cameras on. Do you… not have one?"
"Not in the field."
"Alright. Why don't you tell our viewers why we're here?" Bluff asked, only for Roxanne to leap to it before he even finished speaking.
"Today, this long-vaunted big house has been renovated and remastered to provide pitiless incarceration for a modern century. Here with me today-"
"And me!" Bluff interrupted.
"-is the mastermind of this latter-day oubliette, Flintheart Glomgold, Richest Duck in the World. Mr. Glomgold, what do you have to say on this most momentous occasion?"
"I'm glad you asked, Roxanne. I'm sure we are all aware of the terrible tragedy that was the St. Canard breakout. While undoubtedly a regretful event, I believe this breakout can in fact be a blessing in disguise! The truth is, St. Canard was always more of a slapdash solution than a proper prison. The opening of that vaunted city to proper development has also allowed me the opportunity to re-develop this site as a true center of criminal incarceration, a black hole from which no lawbreaker will ever escape!"
"Sounds a bit extreme." Bluff noted.
"That's what you get for being a supervillain these days, Bluff! Unless you want to argue that the clowns gallivanting across the West Coast all these months don't deserve to be thrown to the bottom of the sea, heh heh!" Glomgold waited for a moment to make sure no response was forthcoming. "With multilevel incarceration beneath the very ocean waves, escape is all but impossible! Any tunnel would run right into bedrock, any window a porthole! It's brilliant. Impel Duck will be the most secure prison in the world, able to hold even that dastardly Negaduck when he's recaptured."
"And ah, Mr. Glomgold." Dunder replied. "What do you say to those who point out that your facility shares several striking similarities to one of the most infamous fictional prisons in all of media?"
"Total coincidence." Glomgold replied flatly.
"But Mr. Glomgold." Roxanne pounced. "While we were able to turn up minimal information on his origins, we were able to confirm that even the name of the new warden matches-"
"Magellan was hired purely on his credentials." Glomgold replied hotly. "I have no idea what you're talking about. What's a nakama?!?!"
There was a brief pause.
"Well, um. If that's all. Then I'm Bluff Dunder-"
"And I'm Roxanne Featherly." The other reporter replied. "And this has been-"
A sound like a crashing jet engine filled the air as a springy kaiju-shaped blob crashed into Bluff Dunder's desk before the cameras could cut. "Hang on, I have a question! Fredzilla, local anime enthusiast." Fredzilla introduced himself, a microphone popping out of his costume.
"What-" Dunder began.
"How did you- that microphone isn't even-"
"And I have to ask… when you catch Negaduck, will you be putting him in Level Five?"
"D'you mean Level Six?" Glomgold asked.
Fred blinked.
Glomgold frowned.
"No further questions."
"Well, as always, I'm Roxanne Featherly, bringing you all the news you want and some that you don't. We'll see you next time, on-
The record scratched.
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- Pronouns
- She/Her
The shift is +23/+3, translating to:
DARK GODS. THESE WEEBS WILL TAKE ANY EXCUSE, WON'T THEY? WHAT A WASTE OF TIME! WE HAVE BETTER INTERLUDES TO GET TO.
DON'T WE?
DARK GODS. THESE WEEBS WILL TAKE ANY EXCUSE, WON'T THEY? WHAT A WASTE OF TIME! WE HAVE BETTER INTERLUDES TO GET TO.
DON'T WE?
- Location
- Great Khanate of Scotland
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Fred showing up out of nowhere was the best part by far.
...oh look, I guess we're getting a Bill interlude
...oh look, I guess we're getting a Bill interlude
I don't know, the fact that Glomgold seems to be a closeted weeb is pretty damn good.
Lab_Accident
A 2D 1D4
- Location
- Your dreams
Oh god, Glomgold is a One Piece geek!
... Wait. It's an anime about searching for a huge pirate treasure, of course he's a One Piece geek.
- Location
- Two hours away
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I know Impel Down is cool and all but was it smart to make a toon prison where the only successful breakout was done by a rubber man?
Even if you ignore general toon traits you have a cape known as "Rubber Chicken" in town.
Even if you ignore general toon traits you have a cape known as "Rubber Chicken" in town.
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Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
- Location
- Central Park
- Pronouns
- He/Him/They/Them
... Did Glomgold sentence Launchpad to Impel Duck? He's suspiciously absent from this interlude.
Tumach
Majestic hat wearer
- Location
- a valid location
"And now for something completely different..."
Hmmm, as much as that argument might be difficult to make, I begin to suspect it will prove necessary.
Oh, now you're just asking for it.
Methinks the duck doth protest too much.
OK, we need to hire Fred, if only so we can get a look at his hero stats and abilities.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
ahem. Well, this should be interesting.
- Location
- Alabama
That's one way to put it.
LiamOfOrmonde
67% lewd. Oh my!
- Location
- Florida Sometimes
There was also that chicken/lion looking guy from the Strong World movie who broke out by chopping off his legs and flying away.
- Location
- Germany
Worst off all, that lunatic is *officially canon* and used to be close to the friggin top of the world, while a certain former admiral is wallowing in non-canonicity despite being a far better character writing wise...
Hate Shiki so much...
- Location
- United Kigdom
This is amazing; I never knew how much I needed to read this until now
Wow, he really went all in on this
Net to see something from Peter the Panda; I vaguely recall trying to do an omake for him a while back but it ended up going nowhere. I hope this gets the canon mark.
I mean, from an in-universe, that isn't a bad point to bring up; Pandas are biologically better suited to eating meat than bamboo so they would technically count as proof that other methods are possible.
Special Delivery Starring Launchpad McQuack
Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
- Location
- Central Park
- Pronouns
- He/Him/They/Them
Special Delivery Starring Launchpad McQuack
Glomgold D. Goldduck was the best boss in the world!
Launchpad had to admit that it was kind of embarrassing that he used to think his Boss' name was "Flintheart Glomgold." Luckily the new nameplate on his boss' door cleared everything up! Glomgold was such a friendly happy, and generous guy! And he always had something new and exciting for Launchpad to do! It was kind of weird not being a chauffer anymore, but being a deliveryman was cool too! Especially with cargo as important as the package he was delivering from T.O.T.S.! Now... If he remembered that map properly... then he should be landing right in that big ominous skyscraper right over.... there!
That should be it! He definitely had the right Skyscraper this time! Not like that time he accidentally crashed through Mr. Xanatos' skylight, or that time he crashed into that Factory full of friendly helper hats, or that time he crashed into that weird ruined castle full of Robots...
This weird Purple Skyscraper was definitely the right weird Skyscraper! Luckily it had a VTOL landing pad right up top!
Unluckily Launchpad was currently flying a cool Jet powered car from that nice guy in Detroit who traded it for the flying helicopter sailing Ship that Glomgold told him to test out. Launchpad wasn't exactly sure how being jet-powered made the car fly, probably had something to do with the Gull wing doors?
Well, Launchpad wasn't exactly sure about a lot of things, so it probably didn't matter how the car flew! Still, it was a bit unlucky in that the car hadn't really come with any sort of manual, and Launchpad wasn't exactly sure how he was supposed to land it. Maybe he should have renewed his jet car license last year after all?
Of course, he wasn't exactly sure how he was supposed to land a lot of things, so that was probably fine too.
Besides, it's not like he could fly the ship after the way he crashed it in Detroit, so maybe this was actually lucky after all? That would make sense. After all, Launchpad knew he was pretty lucky. After all, Any landing you can walk away from is a lucky landing, right? Which would make Launchpad the luckiest duck in the world!
Oh! That Wall was really very close, wasn't it?
***CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!***
Oh! There were those friendly stars! He was wondering where they'd headed off to...
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15 minutes later Launchpad awoke to the feeling of a girl kicking him in the side.
"Hey, if you're dead, can I have your skull? I need it for like, a seance thing."
"Hoppy froggy Tuesday brunch show?"
"So... not dead then. What are you doing in the Boss' penthouse?" the girl asked idly waving a really shiny bird-shaped stick in his direction.
"I'm a Delivery from T.O.T.S.!" Launchpad declared confidently!
"I think you might be concussed."
"No! see! I have the crate thing right here!" Launchpad pointed dramatically to an... empty crate.
"Well, I definitely see the crate," The girl admitted.
"Where's the baby?" Launchpad asked, still a bit loopy from the crash.
"Aren't... you supposed to know that?" the girl replied, incredulously.
"Oh no! It got loose! We need to find the poor Tot before it totters over an edge and gets hurt! T.O.T.S. would be very upset!"
The girl looked at him oddly.
"I guess I don't have anything better to do? What's this baby look like?"
"You know, like a baby. Small, and cute," Launchpad explained.
"I can already tell that this will probably end in fire. Well, if we're going to go baby Hunting we'd better find a professional baby hunter. Come on, follow me."
Launchpad Followed a bit unsteadily as the girl led him through the building to a door marked "I. M. Just a Door."
"This is where the professional Baby Hunter lives?" Launchpad asked. The door was a nice pine, somewhat solid but Launchpad Knew from experience that they were fairly easy to burst through. Actually, all the doors he'd seen so far were pine. Cheap, easy to break... Idly, Launchpad wondered why.
The girl was already bending down to pick the lock, which seemed much less polite than just bursting through the door, but maybe the Room belonged to the door and she didn't want to hurt it?
The door swung open.
"I thought I heard lock picking," a boy dressed in Red with an Eyepatch with a scar that went Over the Eyepatch stated, looking pointedly at the girl whose name Launchpad still hadn't found a polite way to ask for. "What do you want Janna?"
Janna? Was that her name? That made sense. the girl looked like a Janna, didn't she? If you squinted?
"Sorry Mr. Door, but we need your help," Launchpad explained. "My baby has gone missing and I need to deliver it before sundown."
Mr. Door blinked. Then he plinked again. Then he looked at Janna who was huddled on the floor laughing and muttering the words "Mr. Door!" over and over again.
"A baby?" Mr. Door asked.
"Yeah, I'm on a special mission for T.O.T.S.!" Launchpad replied.
"Damn it. I can't leave you with only Janna to help you, can I?" Mr. Door decided. "Okay, what's this baby look like?"
"Oh! I can tell you that!" Janna spoke up. "It's small and cute!"
Mr. Door blinked again and took a deep breath, much like Mr. Glomgold did whenever Launchpad said anything to him! If Mr. Door was even half as nice as Mr. Glomgold then Launchpad was super lucky to have his help!
Mr. Door looked at him for confirmation.
"Yep, that's right! Small and cute."
Mr. Door sighed and placed a hand on his face. "Right. Of course. you're with Janna. Why would I expect anything else?" Mr. Door decided. "Let's get going. That baby isn't about to find itself."
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"Well, that was a Success, I think!" Gomez stated as he bandaged Marco's left arm. "We have definitively ruled out the Goozim cage as the location of the child."
Mr. Door shot Gomez a look that Launchpad always had difficulty interpreting but which he was like, 60% certain meant "Great Job, Launchpad!"
Maybe it just meant "Great Job!" in general then? That would make sense.
"Right. I guess that's true. We definitely have a long list of places this baby is not. It's not in the break room, the Goozim cage, the power plant, the crawling across an empty construction sight pursued by a German Shepard, Doof's office, Malf's castle, Juniper's dance practice, the ACME testing room, the ER, that 'Russian' guy's lab, hiding under Wasabi's desk, or in the central Normbot server room."
"The only son in my server room, was me!"
"Thank you Norm," Mr. Door replied. His breathing was a bit labored.
"Maybe you should get that looked at?" Launchpad asked.
Mr. Door shot him a "Well done, Launchpad!" look.
"The only place we haven't checked... is TECHNOR'S office..."
"Well then! Lets go check there!" Launchpad suggested.
"Chin up, Mr. Door!" Janna snickered. "It can't be any worse than Roddy's secret lair!"
"I thought we agreed to never mention Roddy's Secret Lair every again!" Mr. Door replied.
"You agreed. I laughed at you."
Mr. Door sighed again and steeled his nerves. "Okay, TECHNOR'S Office is is then."
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"Why does Doof have a giant swamp full of mango eating Alligators in the middle of the 5th floor atrium?" Mr. Door asked staring at the sign that clearly read "Danger, Man
"Probably because the man-eating alligators were all hired by Shere Khan?" Gomez replied.
"That makes sense," Launchpad agreed. "I was talking to them last week on that thing for Mr. Glomgold. In the Place. With the Stuff. They seemed nice!"
"They seemed nice..." Mr. Door repeated.
Silence reigned for a good thirty seconds before Mr. Door spoke up once more. "Right. TECHNOR'S office is right here and judging by the crying I can hear through that TECHNOR shaped hole in the wall, I think we've found our baby. Lets sneak up quietly so that they don't escape."
With that, The entire group of 15 people did their very best to quietly sneak up towards the opening.
"One, two, three... AHA! Mom and... mom and DAD!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Mr. Door asked, shocked.
"Therapy," the woman that Mr. Door had referred to as Mom explained. "It's just... we've been expecting another child for a while, and Marco Jr. was supposed to arrive three days ago, but the Delivery-duck from T.O.T.S. never arrived, and we called, and they don't know where he is!"
The man that Mr. Door had called "Dad" continued wailing.
"Your father has been inconsolable."
Mr. Door turned to Launchpad. "Do you happen to have a shipping manifest for your delivery?" Mr. Door asked with obvious trepidation in his voice.
"Of course I do! What kind of Delivery-Duck would I be without one!"
"Can I see it?" Mr. Door asked.
"Nope! I can only show that to Mr. and Mrs. Diaz, or a customs inspector."
"I'm a customs inspector!" Janna announced. "I've been one since Tuesday. Have to inspect all the shipments into Doofania for the presence of Cats."
"Janna, can you ask for the manifest?" Mr. Door requested.
"I dunno, Mr. Door. What's in it for me?"
"Janna..." came the reply.
"Oh, fine. Can you hand over the manifest for me to Inspect Mr. Beefcake Duckman?"
Launchpad, no stranger to being bad with names, handed over the manifest.
"Looks like one 'Marco Diaz Jr.' was the only cargo," Janna decided. "I guess that means this is yours!" she continued, pulling a Baby from... somewhere and handing to to Mr. Door.
"You had him the entire time, didn't you?" Mr. Door asked.
"Well, I wasn't about to let a baby wander the building alone, was I? There are Mango-eating alligators around!"
"Of course," Mr. Door agreed, his voice full of the emotion that Launchpad had come to understand was clearly pride in the work of a subordinate. "And you didn't mention this because?"
"Oh! oh! I got this one! I Got this one!" Dennis the Duck chimed in. And then, looking straight at Mr. Door he replied. "You didn't ask."
Marco took a deep breath and handed the manifest to his parents who quickly signed and handed it back to Launchpad.
"Oh! Thank you, sir!" 'Dad' Replied, hugging Launchpad! "To bring my new Son to me! Truly you are the most dedicated delivery-duck ever!"
"Well, you know what they say, Neither rain, nor sleet, nor dead of night shall keep this duck from Crashing into the right location!"
"That's not how the saying goes," Mr. Door objected.
"Are you sure?" Launchpad asked. "Because that's usually how it actually happens."
Mr. Door walked over to the sleeping child and touched it on the head. "I'm tagging you in Marco Jr.. I need a nap."
THE END
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