i just got a song stuck in your head, nbd

[futurelyinclined]

Aw, shucks. You really know how to make a fella feel welcome! And are those peaches I see in this ice cream? You even got rid of all the nuts yourself. You know, that's just the kind of thing that makes good help so hard to find nowadays!

All that's missin' is, oh, a little somethin' like THE REST OF THESE INGRATES BENDING TO MY EVERY WHIM! THEY'RE JUST WALTZING AROUND LIKE THEY GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO WHEN THEY SHOULD BE SCRAPING THE DIRT OUT FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY SHOE!

So, friend, how about we do a little re-organizing while I'm here? You won't mind, will you?

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[selfmadeprincess]

[Well.]

....Erm, I like your attitude, but you could benefit from a little more subtlety.

[futurelyinclined]

I'll show you who's subtle!

Besides, you can shout from the rooftops and half of these yokels still won't put two and two together. Heck, it's the only way to really get anything done around here.

[selfmadeprincess]

Hmmm...you might have a point. I awoke from a lengthy sleep in my Mun's headspace and the first thing I did was burst into loud diabolical laughter in public. So far, nobody seems to have noticed or paid it any mind.

[futurelyinclined]

Little bit of laughter like that's good for the soul, if you ask me. Shame none of them appreciated it, but the best kinda joke's the one on somebody else, anyhow.

[terci]

Hey Gideon, how's the county jail? [Look at that smug look on his face.]

i am so sorry

[futurelyinclined]

How dare you speak to me after everything you've done!

[whoa that's getting a little out of hand calm down kid.]

You can keep gloating! One day the shack and all its secrets will be mine!

DONT BE SORRY

[terci]

Sure, sure. And one day I'll become the new leader of the Blind Eye Society, heh. [Oh he'll gladly keep gloating.]

[futurelyinclined]

Sounds like you're volunteerin' to me....

[does he even know what the blind eye is? maybe, maybe not, but he's still gonna be a creepyface over it.]

[snaptrap]

... Didn't think I'd meet a kid with more issues than Mabel.

[futurelyinclined]

[you're dealing with the eric cartman of gravity falls, man. you'll be hard pressed to find anyone worse]

What'd you say. [: | ] YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW!

[snaptrap]

[You are all kinds of special, you beautiful pile of garbage]

Nah.

S'true. Yer a million times worse, an' I didn't think a lil' girl talkin' 'bout folks turnin' inta trees an' oil could be topped.

Ya deserve a medal fer this one, kiddo. Sure it's made outta garbage, but garbage medals are still medals, amiright?

[futurelyinclined]

What do you know about anything, you're just a walkin' glorified bear trap! ALL I HAVE TO DO IS FIND A COUPLE MAGNETS AND YOU'LL REGRET EVERYTHING YOU'VE EVER SAID!

[whoa now.]

[partycrown]

...Um, yeah. No. The chances of that ever happening are, like, nonexistent.

[futurelyinclined]

You know what, when it turns out I'm right about all this, we'll just check the math again, don't you worry.

[partycrown]

Oh, please. You can check the math all you'd like, but it'll still amount to zero.

[futurelyinclined]

Who needs odds when folks like me are just gonna ignore 'em!

[gideon you're pretty screwed let's just admit it ok.]

[donotsummon]

Shortstack! I got a bone to pick with you!

[Much like how he treated Dipper to an always screaming head, out of nowhere Bill "summons" a skeleton behind Gideon... one that's still partly covered in rotting flesh and infested with maggots. It looms over the boy in the blue suit, looking like it's about to grab him.]

Ha! Ya get it? Bone! Ahahahaha!

[futurelyinclined]

AAH! [yeah that's him nearly jumping out of his actual skin. he's really gotta learn to expect that with you already, jeez.]

What do you want now?! Thought I told you the deal's off!

[donotsummon]

[Luckily (or not) for Gideon, the skeleton then just collapses into a harmless pile of bones, although a few of them probably land on him. Gross.]

That's where you're wrong, kiddo! Where do you think YOU get off trying to weasel out of a contract?! We shook on it, remember?

I GAVE IN, IT'S-A ME

[pinephresh]

Ugh, do you ever give up? Or at least stop the yell-y whiplashy thing? It's weirdin' me out . . .

[futurelyinclined]

Oh! Is that botherin' you? I can switch to the whisperin' thing, dumpling, it's no problem at all.

For you.

[ugh]

[pinephresh]

[yeah, dramatic shuddering is a go]

Nooo, not the whispering thing . . . And don't call me dumpling, ew.

Can't we just talk like normal people? I think you'd actually get along with [someone] more people if you weren't so creepy all the time.

[oh no the whispering thing is catching!!!]

[matchmade]

Gideon.

[ Ugh why is she even here. ]

You know, maybe if you were nice and not really creepy and weird, people would actually do nice things for you. [ She's not talking about taking over a town by making them think your a psychic, either. ]

[futurelyinclined]

[idk either. these muns be cray.]

Why if it isn't Mabel Pines! How's life been treatin' you? I'm sure it must be nice, you know, bein' free--

[you'd think he could get through more than a few lines without either the shouting or the creepy whisper. you'd be wrong.]

But that's probably just my crazy imagination runnin' away with me.

[does using dynamite and/or deals with demons to get a deed count? he's thinking no.]

[matchmade]

Yeeaahhh about that. Unless a one way ticket to horror town counts, I haven't really been enjoying freedom recently.

[ At least she's not stuck in a single cell for the foreseeable future, but it still stinks. Like, big time. ]