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[gild]

Is this to be a weekly thing then, dearie? Hm. Well. Until season's end, that is.

[ Memo to you, Gold: long walk; short pier. :| ]

Anyway. Yes, as I've stated I've my reasons for not getting on with Storybrooke's local contingent of... Nuns. And they will remain my own for the time being. If you've a mind to waste time asking for more on the subject, you'll be sorely disappointed.

[ FINE. WHATEVER. At least give me SOMETHING re: the bonus Belle this episode. ANYTHING. ]

I think I'll have to decline that request as well.

[ You kind of suck. A lot. Just so you know. ]

Comments

I'm so sorry ;;

[steed]

How can you not get on with nuns? They're...they're...nuns!

oh my god no never be sorry

[gild]

[ Eyebrow. And yet other than that, he doesn't seem to find that much issue with a talking donkey. ]

I find it easy enough.

you're too kind mister gold

[steed]

[Of course he wouldn't be, Mister Grumpypants.]

Yeah, well, I bet you would. Ain't witches runnin' around with their black gums and pointy teeth, and their skull grabby...things! With the chains and the pumpkin bombs. Worse than bein' hit and called a pinata, even! [oh my god who are you talking to right now donkey] Though...what'd you do to get so tall and [read: old] ...tall?

awwww how sweet. just wait til you get to know him u__u

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[ Hey hey hey hey no, his pants are fabulous. Don't even start. Besides, like a donkey knows anything about pants in the first place. Geez. ]

"Skull grabby things". [ so much judging right there. who are you talking to, donkey, the world wants to know. ] Cleared the veggies off my plate and drank my milk, I suppose.

is it bad that i don't really follow the show that much, but...donkey?

[steed]

[PINOCCHIO USED IT FIRST BLAME THE WOODEN BOY HE GAVE THE NICKNAME TO HIM

He's talking to the whole world, not one person or his wife or friends, but every man, woman, child, and fairy tale creature. He speaks of the sentient condition of humanity, through the lyrics of Madonna, of Harry Chapin. He speaks not of or to one, but to all. They simply need to open their ears and listen as opposed to tuning him out.

...the world doesn't want to know, why would you tease him with that.]

Hell if I know what witches call 'em! You could ask Prince Charming if the wife hadn't made quick work of the guy, or...well, if you're Rumpelstiltskin, suppose you could ask 'em yourself. Maybe you could find one dumb enough to take a deal!

[Donkey's coming across as dumb, too.]

pfft not at all. DONKEY IS APPLICABLE TO ALL FANDOMS. SOMEHOW. we'll make this work.

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[ Because it's fun to poke and bring up the hopes of harmless/annoying woodland critters, Donkey, come on. This is basic villainy 101. ]

You do seem an expert in who'd qualify to deal with me, yes.

rumpel is the big bad in the fourth movie!

[steed]

[STFU! Seriously! NO ONE WANTS YOUR DEALS ANYMORE FRUMPY...FROWNY...FACE!]

Yeah, the dumb ones. I wouldn't ever! Everyone knows you don't deal with Rumpelstiltskin. He'll be all, "Do you want this amazing thing for not really much of anything? Sign here, with my magic ink and goose buddy's quill, go on." And all be all, "Hell no, man! And don't pluck that feather, that's animal cruelty!"

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[ Except everybody ends up signing with him eventually, kiddo. HE IS IN DEMAND. He can even get you a dictionary for proper insults. ]

And yet I've still a list long as my arm of people who sign on the dotted line. Hardly my fault few enough of them realize that a paying the price can cost so dearly.

[steed]

[Donkey doesn't need them. He has Puss for Charm, Shrek for wit, oh, and he's married to a fucking dragon. A dragon who has mothered his mutant dronkey babies. WHO NEEDS A DICTIONARY OF PROPER INSULTS with all that awesome on his side.]

Then I guess you ain't met Shrek yet. [GASP] Oh crap...maybe when you do, you'll remember...and then...and the witches...

[Look at that horror, you'd think he just disrupted the space-time continuum, which is what he thinks he just did.]

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[ Oh, yay, Stilts likes horror. I mean. What. He's just an old man here. Nothing at all sinister. Do~de~doo~ ]

Enjoying that sinking realization there, are we?

[steed]

[LIES. SLANDER AND LIBEL AND LIES.]

Well...well, it won't happen! Because, uh...you're a different Rumpelstiltskin. [oh my god he's finally catching on to alternate universes in rp mun is so proud, bravo] Don't see the toothy goose, or a pretty big ball, or...your—my—his carriage, so...it's like a universe that's not mine but...someone else's!

...if you look above you'll be like "holy timing."

[lucency]

Nuns. Of all people, Mister Gold? [amusement!]

......AHA. that's brilliant.

[gild]

[ A totally and completely harmless grin. ]

What can I say? I'm one to hold a grudge.

fmllll.

[lucency]

Are you sure you weren't the one in the wrong? SInce they are supposed to be dedicated to all things good and heavenly? [That's part even-more-amusement and part I-will-get-to-the-bottom-of-this.]

this show owns my life now it's a sad sad fact

[gild]

Me, in the wrong against nuns? Do really I seem the type? [ Curiosity, cats - a cautionary tale, mademoiselle. Never mind he's so very wounded. Look at that wounded-ness. ]

no it's okay mine too. we need a support group tbh.

[lucency]

Perhaps. I can't say if it would be a regular occurrence, but we've all done our questionable things. Maybe it's not too far off the mark.

Since you won't come right out and say what the grudge is, of course.

[Because that would stop her. ~And I will try to fix youuuu~ etc.]

we can put out punch and pie and sob on each other.

[gild]

Such a lack of faith, dear - cuts to the very quick. [ It never has, gosh darn it, Belle. /weak fist shake!!! bnr ] Of course. Must keep an ace or two up this sleeve of mine. Otherwise I'd be a very dull duck indeed.

can we have ice cream too? oh oh oh and a david punching bag.

[lucency]

[~your weak threats mean nothing okay.] I never said it would change my opinion of you. In fact, I think it'd be plain stupid of me to expect you to be a saint.

do you one better - david pinata B)

[gild]

And just what sort of opinion would that be? [ It'll be too kind by half, but. Aha. He's not gonna disabuse her of the notion. He will live this Dear Mun lie as loooong as possible. ]

as long as i can claim the head and also punch it look i just really don't like him.

[lucency]

[She blinks. And then, well, he did ask. And besides, d-m lies are the best lies.] For starters, I think you're too caught up in your secrets.

you can maim it to your heart's content

[gild]

[ Tiny chuckle. ] Not one for a good mystery, are you?

thank you this is the best present i'll treasure it forever.

[lucency]

Not when they adamantly refuse to be figured out. Having the answers is more satisfying.

aw shucks it was hardly anything c:

[gild]

Even if they're not the answers you want?

~*it's the little things*~

[lucency]

[A pause. Then she nods.] Yes. It's better to know things for sure than to make assumptions. It can be hard sometimes, but it makes you stronger in the end.

[nosuchthingas]

Nuns? Really?

[gild]

What can I say. I'm not terribly fond of candles.

[nosuchthingas]

I hope we get to hear the reason behind it one day.