Calling out for castmates! And on the application for sirenspull!

[faustianism]

Well, well, well. I know you're worried, dearie, about too many words, but in my opinion, the more words, the better it looks.

Ah, but you're looking at those reserves, aren't you? Waiting, wondering, if more, what you call, characters, that we both know, will show up. I'd like that very much as well.

Why? I do have a vested interest in their futures, Ms. Mundane. Let's just say it would be good to know who I may be surrounded with, soon.

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[luckywolf]

Mr. Gold...great...

I guess this explains why the Mun here was in a mad dash to get me fixed up.

[faustianism]

Ah, Ruby. It seems both my mun and I have an affinity for words, especially those that get us all what we want.

[flewallover]

Didn't think they cared much for the, ah, patronizing nicknames.

[faustianism]

That would depend on the nickname. I happen to like them myself; there's so much more power in a name then someone realizes.

[flewallover]

I meant the muns runnin' the place. Yours cooperates when you're all suave like that?

[luckywolf]

Yeah, well, doesn't help mine has a bad weakness for words and commitments she really can't keep that well.

I get the irony here.

[faustianism]

I've heard it said that we all have another out there that is eerily similar to ourselves. Someone who is our counterpart.

Perhaps you've both found yours.

[faustianism]

As long as I help her, she does. If I was too be too difficult... well, she'd have more of a problem, and then I wouldn't get to stretch my legs.

[flewallover]

Ah, I gotcha. Play nice to get out of the ol' box for a while. Nice enough, at least.

[luckywolf]

Right, just a bit creepy. Honestly I can't tell which of us you were trying to offend.

[faustianism]

Neither, dearie. I was just making a general statement on the way this place seems to work.

[faustianism]

Isn't that how life works? By making those feel like they're in charge, you can accomplish great things.

[luckywolf]

I really don't think the world needs more than one of me thank you.

[Or you for that matter but...hush...]

[faustianism]

Oh, really? I don't know about that. If there were two of you, then one could leave the town, and the second could help out at the diner.