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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. ]

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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!