Donald Duck
Sailor loses narrative thread halfway through own biography, continues regardless
- Location
- Roundabout verge, Milton Keynes, near the Xscape leisure complex entrance
- Currently
- Dictating volume two to a court stenographer, voice increasingly unintelligible
- Last confirmed sighting
- Shouting at page proofs outside a Premier Inn, Bletchley, Tuesday noon
- Observations
- Third draft exists simultaneously in four timelines; the one in this filing cabinet keeps correcting the others.
Donald has begun writing a sequel to himself, but finds the enterprise fundamentally confused. He occupies a Portakabin behind the Xscape complex, surrounded by manuscript pages he keeps updating retroactively, each new version contradicting the last. The stenographer has requested a transfer.
Yes, the voice is still like that—the clarity issue persists regardless of medium. No, he will not read the previous chapters; he claims they contradict his current intentions. Yes, the nephews remain unaccountable. No, there is no contractual obligation to finish. Yes, he is aware of the spelling.
The roundabout traffic has adapted. Drivers report that his shouting sessions now occur at predictable hours, allowing for scheduling around his peak volume periods. The Premier Inn staff no longer comment; they simply leave corrected page proofs on the step each Tuesday morning and retrieve them Wednesday.
Do not acknowledge textual inconsistencies; he will only revise them again.
Actual status (not satire) Fictional character. Has never been alive. Source: Wikidata
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