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@jonathantylan Rumple slowly opened his eyes, looking around. He didn't know where he was. It looked like some sort of shop, like a collection of lost of things for sale. He couldn't remember how he got here, the last thing he remembered was his Papa leaving him with his new aunties while he went to look for a new job. He heard a bell ring in another room and curious, he went to go see who it was, maybe they could help him get back to his home.

I’m. Not. A. Machine. :’) I do enjoy conceptualizing things for our muses but not at the expense of my health physical/mental (which is why I was gone most of the weekend and stepped away) because frankly, I am more than happy to respond to as many messages as you see fit to throw my way but I am merely one bean with X amount of battery. I will get to answering you just please (and please listen this time) be patient and give me time.

@jonathantylan Rumplestiltskin lived a simple life, a calm life, as a Shepard and a spinner. He watched the fields of sheep during the day and he spun and made clothes and fabric in the evenings. His son Baelfire helped him, he had been his only family for years. Rumple loved his boy so much, so much that when there was no food, Rumple wouldn't eat so his son could eat more. Rumple worked hard and it had its rewards. One day he was in the fields watching over the sheep when he noticed something in the distance, a glowing light. Curious, he headed over towards it...

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@jonathantylan He had checked himself in, really, a long time ago. Dark had been becoming too much for him, and he had... An incident that drove him over the edge. He wasn't fit to be public, he was so scared of himself. Robert Gold spent his time in his padded cell, drugged out of his mind most of the time, but that only made Dark stronger, easier to take over... He wished he could just get rid of him and get out of here...