Acoustic Vengeance - BatDuck 🦇🦆

I asked BatDuck another question, this time about his taste in music, or lack thereof and this was his reply. The Story: *Smooth jazz and civilian beats cannot fathom the brooding depths of my soul! Justice demands a grim, operatic cadence capable of shattering villainous resolve. Scaling the desk, I requisitioned an elite acoustic resonator: a dense black plastic pocket comb wedged against a ceramic pencil cup. Anchoring my rubber base firmly onto the timber, I raked the edge of my rigid wing across the comb's fine teeth in a disciplined, rhythmic sweep. A raspy, low-frequency buzz vibrated through the wood and echoed straight into my cowl, resonating like a miniature gothic cello. I answered the vibration with a gravelly, theatrical baritone quack. The Dark Symphony of BatDuck has found its anthem.