#the danish couple basically kidnap families

[awek-s-archived]

just watched speak no evil and it was literally so promising until the last 30 minutes when it just went to pure shit. it’s like the (very single and lonely) creators got bored of their own premise and decided to throw it away at the last second.

[owlsong74]

Scanlations

It feels like I’ve done enough of them now to warrant a hubpage of some sort!

Completed

Duck Avenger & Super Daisy/Duck Defender

A Triumphant Return! There’s a fake Duck Avenger. DA investigates. NOTE: there’s an official English translation now! Inducks

The Sleeping Beauty Scrooge tries to trade a painting for Donald’s house. DA intervenes.

A Tangle of Twins A couple twins try to use truth serum on Donald. DA tries to find out why, uncovering a mystery surrounding two statues.

Ariadne’s Thread Daisy wants to teach Donald and Uncle Scrooge a lesson as the Duck Defender for their misogyny, and meanwhile Donald is kidnapped

Fantomius Stories

The noble behind the mask Fantomius’ origin story.

Fantomius in Egypt Fantomius and Dolly Paprika find a welcome surprise while in Egypt

Danish & Dutch Stories

Little Helper: The Perfect Helper Little Helper makes his own helper

Donald: In Fashion Donald struggles with fashion

Quackfaster: A Break for the Brain Quackfaster tries to have a day off, but keeps doing math despite herself

Magica & Quackfaster: Missed Spell Magica tries to sneak into the money bin

Scrooge & Goldie: Mystery in the Dark someone stole scrooge’s gold. just guess who

Magica & Quackfaster: Snowball Fight  Snowball fight between Quackfaster and Magica

Donald: Nice Rice for What Price? Donald learns to value family over career

Donald: Good Luck Duck Daisy follows along as Donald goes through a really unlucky birthday.

Great Mouse Detective Stories

The Job Applicants One-page mystery puzzle

Possible Future Scanlations

To help keep better track of the scanlations I’d like to do. If anyone else has already done one on here, please lmk!

If you have a request, feel free to send one in! I’m basically willing to scanlate anything from French or a Scandinavian language that’s ~15 pgs or less. More pages or another language is less likely, because of the time they take, but I’ll consider it.

Paperinik e l'oltraggioso sospetto

Paperinika contro Paperinik

Il nobile dietro la maschera

Daisy & Donald: Good Luck Duck

Donald & Daisy: The Greatest Treasure

Quackfaster: Out of the Frying Pan

Fantômius d'Egitto

Notre Duck

Paperinikland

[frankles]

The original thread: https://ift.tt/1qLVLSc! I didn't die and have my organs harvested, despite this hilarious thread, thanks /u/ihatechange :-DI'll tell you all how it went and if you have any questions, I'll stick around for the next couple of hours to answer them. It is 1am here now so I'll have to sleep at some point. But please do ask any questions and I'll try to answer all of them.Also thank you to all of the people who PM'd me asking to help, or saying they were Danes and it was all cool.Excuse the wall of text. It turned in to a bit of a story, but I'm not a writer so didn't really know how else to get this all out. Check out the tl;dr: belowSo from the last thread, I'd accepted her money, it didn't vanish from my account, get charged back, or come from a kidnapping gang; but, it was from another name, a mans name. Which made me even more sure I was about to die.I booked the tickets, told her what time I'd be arriving. She sent back a link to the hotel (it was more like a high class apartment really) 10 mins away from the airport via taxi.It was all good. I was still quite worried. Also I couldn't get a flight there, shoot, then get a flight home in the same day, which worried me. My flight out was at 6am (I'm not a morning person), and the flight back was the next day at 6pm. I let her know and she said it was fine, I could stay in the room.I sent her a couple of emails, one with a huge list of fetishes and asked her to rate them out of 5. 5 being yes I love doing that, or having it done to me to 1, I hate that don't do it. There was also a check box for yes, do this. In the BDSM world some people get off on having things done to them that they dislike (I'm sure you knew that already though), and an email with a release.She sent it back almost immediately the questionnaire filled in, but no release. Alarm bells start going off in my head again. She said she didn't want to sign a release till she had seen the images and video.That was the first time she'd mentioned video. Great, so I need a couple of cameras now and tripods too.I think, fuck it, I've never been to Denmark before, it'll be an adventure.Pack up my shoot bag, 3 cameras, 2 tripods, 30 batteries for the speed lights and cameras, speed lights, modifiers, 5 rolls of 15meter rope, 4 sets of nipple weights, a set of pegs, smaller string, and she agrees to bring her "toys". I'm wondering if rope is ok to bring in a carry on?Still a bit scared on the morning. I woke up at 2am, then 3am, then 4am and think fuck it, just get up. Get the tube to the airport, I'm through customs with all the crazy shit in my carry on bag. They didn't even blink at my bag, it must be common for kinky people to travel via Stansted airport.Soon as I get on the plane I fall asleep.It feels like I blinked and I'm awake again, but we've arrived already. I trudge off the plane with the other passengers, all talking in Danish, all in on the joke that I'm about to have my organs harvested. I carry my bag through customs via the "nothing to declare" window, while wanting to scream out "OMG I'M GOING TO DIEEEE!". Walk out in to the main lobby of the airport, and sit down on the comfortable wooden chairs for waiting families and relatives.I sat there for a good 10 minutes, watching people. Waiting. I see couples meeting up after time apart. Families being reunited. It's really beautiful and life affirming. I don't really wanna die.I connect to the free wifi (thanks Europe you're awesome!) and a message pops up from her. "I'm in room 212, don't go to the main desk. Just come up. The door will be open." Red flag, RED FLAG!Walking outside the cool air rushes over me, waking me fully from my groggy plane head. I hail a taxi and ask to go to the hotel. The driver speaks a smattering of English, he asks how long I'm staying. The usual chit chat.The taxi arrives, I pay via credit card in his cab (is that a thing all over the world or just in Denmark? It's cool!). I step out, have my bag handed to me and the car drives away.I look around. I can see the building. I start walking towards it. Almost on auto pilot.It's a large modern building on 2 floors. Split in to 4 mini apartments.I climb the stairs to the second floor. Stand outside of door number 212. Straighten my hair. Adjust my shirt and go to knock.That's when I notice the door is slightly ajar and from the dimly lit room inside, I can see two bright eyes staring at me. I push the door open, fully, to make sure there's no one standing behind it and to announce my arrival in a triumphant way. The Dom side of me is starting to kick in. All the curtains are closed. A bedside lamp is dimly lighting one corner of the room, while the blue hue of a glowing TV, lights the other.The open door behind me allows a shaft of light to leak in to the room, pointing straight to the bed, illuminating the eyes. There sits a cute mid 30's looking platinum blonde, looking back at me. She's wearing a baggy jersey and nothing else. Her tanned legs peak out from beneath it, tucked up under her as she sits waiting.I walk in and close the door behind me, noting there is no key, just a twisting mechanism, which I could unlock and run away from if needed, but by now I'm 90% sure this is just what it seems on the surface.I walk over to the bed and introduce myself, her eyes dart up to me, then she looks down again "Sorry Sir" she nervously mutters, "It's the first time I've done anything like this".I look around and notice a towel on the table covering an array of multi shaped objects. I walk over to them and lift the towel. A huge collection of butt plugs, wands, cuffs, collars, whips, riding crops, chains, canes, basically anything you can think of relating to sex toys is there."Are you pleased with what I've brought", she half whispers."It'll do." I nonchalantly reply.The only other room in apartment is the bathroom. I'll investigate there in a minute. I mute the TV and place my bag on the bed behind her. She sits still, facing away from me, head slightly bowed. I slowly open every zip, bringing out each implement, I have with me and place them on the table within her vision (this is all part of the anticipation).I string this out to last a good 10 minutes. I can almost hear her shaking she's so nervous."That's me unpacked" I say, I walk in front of her, lift her chin and ask if she's ok. "Yes, just a little nervous, what do you want me to do?""Well I'm going to have a shower, then we'll begin." I say, letting her stew a little longer.I walked in to the bathroom, looking out one last time for someone ready to jump me, the chainsaw shower scene in Scarface playing in my head, but it's empty. I finally relax a bit and shower.I set up my equipment while she changes in to her first outfit, then we begin the shoot.tl;dr: It went okno really it was a great shoot, you should all go out and try something fun like this with a stranger.Update: I've added photos to a comment in this thread. they are very NSFW, very BDSM. Please only look for them if you're ok viewing that sort of material.Update 2: Sorry guys I've removed the gallery. I was getting a lot of very odd PMs. One user wants to "track her down" so he can "abuse her". That's not cool.Any questions? via /r/photography