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&& Starter Call. I normally won’t write starters but to kick things off I will! So give this a like and I’ll write a starter I think will work for our characters. If you’d like to plot we can.  * 3-5 Paragraphs  * If Multi Please Specify or give me a few options  * Most likely will default to Fabletown Verse that takes place prior to TWAU where she is working at the business office.

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&& OOC. I got a question about interacting with other Snows besides @threedrops​ and yeah ofc! I am 100% multiple/dupe friendly, that Snow (who happens to be my girlfriend) is just my MAIN but we aren’t exclusives. I don’t do exclusives, everyone has their own unique take on characters. I firmly don’t believe on limiting myself to just ONE portrayal of characters for that reason. The only exclusives I EVER do is for SHIPS, but even then I will interact with multiples of that character just not in a romantic way. So yes, I will 100% threaten your Snow White it’s okay Goldie has enough hatred in her heart for ALL of you trust me. I know there are more out there, I just normally won’t follow first in case you do have an issue with dupes threedrops will be on my blog A LOT. As long as you’re chill with that though come here, I want to interact. 

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&& Starter Call. I normally won’t write starters but to kick things off I will! So give this a like and I’ll write a starter I think will work for our characters. If you’d like to plot we can.  * 3-5 Paragraphs  * If Multi Please Specify or give me a few options  * Most likely will default to Fabletown Verse that takes place prior to TWAU where she is working at the business office.

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@threedrops​ said…

“Snows working unpaid overtime too goldie stop being a bitch”

If anything that just makes her a source of the problem, does that hurt your pride Snow? Being the source of the problem you created rather than the solution your complex craves you to be? Does it taste bitter knowing you contributed to the very system that has killed so many fables? Does it make you feel good knowing there are hundreds of your subjects who would rather return and be killed by the empire in a hopeless war than ever submit to the broken shambles of this thing you call a democracy? You rigged it from the beginning. 

plus a bonus snow. rot in hell

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@threedrops​ said...

“Snows working unpaid overtime too goldie stop being a bitch”

If anything that just makes her a source of the problem, does that hurt your pride Snow? Being the source of the problem you created rather than the solution your complex craves you to be? Does it taste bitter knowing you contributed to the very system that has killed so many fables? Does it make you feel good knowing there are hundreds of your subjects who would rather return and be killed by the empire in a hopeless war than ever submit to the broken shambles of this thing you call a democracy? You rigged it from the beginning. 

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&& Headcanon ;; Hypocrisy 

Goldie is the ultimate hypocrite. While yes she does sometimes have some solid points that are worth further discussion, they’re often a double standard that doesn’t apply to herself or only applies to those she doesn’t like. She often doesn’t even see the hypocrisy in her own logic, simply because she always thinks she is correct. This woman could debate anything and do everything in her power to convince you and everyone else that she is right even if she was dead wrong. This has been proved time and time again, she is a constant case of “You had me in the beginning, but you lost me.” 

Where she judges Snow, Briar, Beauty and various other human fables based on rumors she is often guilty of the rumor herself. Always the saint but never the sinner situation, this comes from her aggressive nature and desire to always villainize those she has been hurt by. There is genuine pain within her motives, she does feel like she was betrayed and treated poorly by Fabletown. 

At one point Goldie was an extremely valuable asset to the community, and was never fully replaced. You could even say it was because of the loss of her skills that the crooked man was able to come into power during TWAU (The timeline actually supports this being the reason that the crooked man was able to do everything he did) She has a bad temper and while yes that is problematic, they deemed her less than human and shipped her off the the farm. That’s the only time they’ve done this to date in the series, and it has said multiple times this was a decision Fabletown deeply regretted. 

I think part of that was because Goldie refuses to die. Ever. But also because Goldie had such a specific skill set that was so vital for the survival of fables in the mundane world. A lot of things happened shortly after Goldie was fired from her job in the Fabletown political system. Not limited to, A blackmarket forming, glamor prices increasing, more farm outbreaks, an undergrown fable mafia starting up, the illegal trading of magical objects and items.. so on. All of that lines up with losing the person who was in charge of all that stuff. 

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“ the journey - if you look at it all at once, it’ll overwhelm you. it’ll hurt your mind. if you take it day by day, then…then it won’t hurt quite so much. ” // when goldies working in fabletown

The smell of drying ink on parchment, an expansive library and the faintest metallic note filled her tiny corner of the office. Forbidden magic written in a language long dead sat in the pages of these tomes piled higher than the petite woman sorting through them. Adjusting her glasses she set to her difficult work, hours upon hours doing only something she knew how to do. A break was needed as she stretched tired limbs and strained eyes, blueish green hues shifted to gaze into the darkness of the never ending corridors. The only light was a lantern she had left deep in the darkness, but it was a mere speck even with her glasses on. One had to squint to even catch a glimpse of the pale orange glow. Goldie had translated and decoded thousands, no perhaps millions of these books through the years all for what? Fabletown didn’t appreciate her work, she was constantly written up and shut down every time she even dared to open her mouth. 

Nobody was worse than the fairest fables, Snow White being the fairest of them all. Crane only kept her around because of her big doe eyes and lovely ASSets – she wasn’t fooling anyone with that. Everyone knew she slept her way to the top, even found a place in the mayor's bed. It wasn’t like she was good at her job, that ditzy princess hardly had a single original thought. All a bunch of spat back rhetoric from her higher ups, a mundy macaw could replace her in a heartbeat. Perhaps a parrot would be too smart for them though. Cracking her neck she sighed, those damn 13 floor witches were always having Snow come put the heat on her too. As if any of those overpaid magical corporate dogs could do what she did! Did they have any idea how long it took to learn over 50 dead magical languages? – her internal ranting was cut short by the sounds of heels on tile. 

A familiar sound she had learned to dread, please don’t be Snow. Please for everything decent don’t be Snow fucking White. 

Alas the Goddess wasn’t merciful on this day, as the deputy mayor’s assistant gave a polite knock. “Did I catch you at a good time Ms.Locks? I have a rather urgent request from Ozma herself. This book was just recovered from the homelands and needs to be translated by the end of the month. She said to cease all other projects to get this one done.”

Every single word that came out of her mouth was bullshit, oh how her blood boiled just seeing this woman but now hearing her spit this crap made her even more furious. Less than a month? What a bitch. She was so close to walking out, but instead grit her teeth. “You can tell those pompous oversized fucking fairies that I won’t drop everything I’m doing just to be their good little girl and get shit done on an impossible time frame. Less than a month? Who am I?? Fucking Merlin? No I’m not, because even Merlin wouldn’t be able to do what I do. What are they even paying me for that? Overtime? Oh I’m sure that’s not in the Fabletown budget.”

Snow gave a sheepish smile. 

“Oh are you kidding me? What disgusting abuse of power is this? You expect me to work overtime, burning myself out to get this task done and for what?” The blonde asked, giving a disgusted look as she leaned back in her chair. 

“Uhm well, it would benefit Fabletown greatly.”, Snow answered with a sigh, “Listen I know what you do is extremely valuable but we all have to make sacrifices.” 

“Sacrifices? Sacrifices. That’s almost funny coming from you.”, she scoffed right in the older woman’s face, “You’re exploiting me, just say that. ALL of this, so what? I crave the approval of this broken system YOU built? Yeah, I’ll pass. March your pretty pert ass right back up those stairs and tell the witches that I am ONE more impossible demand away from a walkout. If they value their precious spells so much and want me to keep discovering more and unlocking the magical potential in potions, magical objects and creatures alike in this barren world we all call home, that they can come down here and talk to me themselves! I’m sick of getting sent their little SONGBIRD.” 

Snow’s face contorted into a forced smile, Goldie wasn’t stupid she had been warned about her temper so many times that it had become an inside joke among the fables that worked at the business office. Clearly the deputy mayor’s assistant was doing her absolute best to avoid writing up their irreplaceable asset for the 17th time this month. So after a deep breath and regaining her composure she spoke…

“ the journey - if you look at it all at once, it’ll overwhelm you. it’ll hurt your mind. if you take it day by day, then…then it won’t hurt quite so much. ”

What. The. Fuck.

“Did you poetically just threaten me to do this job anyway?”, her tone became mocking, “Just take it one day at a time, if you work at it little by little you can achieve your dreams.” Taking her glasses off she rubbed the bridge of her nose, “This has to be a violation of the terms I signed before taking this job, but then I’d have to hire a lawyer and the mayor would probably just settle outside of court or rig the system against me.” Well there were no more options, with a defeated sigh she held out her hand. 

“Fine. I’ll have it done next month, no sooner. I’ll lick their shoes for only a bit longer though, a time of revolution is upon Fabletown. With every year the ignored cries of those you step on get a little more desperate, within desperation will always come solutions. Ignorance will be your downfall.” 

Snow clapped her hands together, “Great. Lovely speaking to you as always Ms.Locks.” With a little too much eagerness the woman scurried from her sight not unlike a rat being chased with a butcher knife. That skirt was too tight for her.

Whore.

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threedrops​:

These childish outbursts are why you got fired from Fabletown, Goldilocks. Your consequences have actions.

IT’S PRISSY PISSY REMARKS LIKE THIS THAT EARNED YOU THAT SCAR ON YOUR FORHEAD. MY ACTIONS ARE YOUR CONSEQUENCES, SNOW. 

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Where the Water Tastes Like Wine is a Narrative-Adventure game about traveling, sharing stories, and surviving manifest destiny. Some quotes have been edited or paraphrased for RP purposes. Feel free to change it up to fit your muse. 2/?

“ i wasn’t one to accept death. to live beside it - that wasn’t my way. ”

“ i threw him away. i thought i loved him, but he was nothing to me. ”

“ i did not think that death could, or would touch me. before i met the devil, i was too worthless even for death. ”

“ i never feared the devil, no. he took something from me, but he gave me back something i lost, too. ”

“ when they died, it sucked the love right out of me. ”

“ i thought it would last forever. it should have. ”

“ joy? well, i think there’s more of it in the world than there was. ain’t mine to have, but it’s there. people dance more now. they smile more, i think.  ”

“ you ever wake up, already silently screaming in your head? ”

“ heaven don’t last. ”

“ do you need a soul to love? i don’t think i’m capable of it anymore. ”

“ what’s freedom to me? some say that when we end, that’s freedom. ”

“ i wish i could find comfort in the notion of death, but i know what waits for me beyond the veil. ”

“ don’t bother wishing me any luck. luck’s not in my stars. love ain’t in there, either. ”

“ sit with me - let’s talk. i don’t want to sleep tonight. ”

“ this life is a prison and sometimes i laugh because i made it. i made this whole world and now i’m trapped in it. ”

“ we were all cursed. right from the beginning. ”

“ i think i was born cursed. there was never a happy ending for me; i die alone no matter what path i took at that crossroads. ”

“ the devil doesn’t give even deals. ”

“ the devil gave me everything - but he took everything, too. ”

“ it was me. it was me who made this world. that’s all i have now, and i need you to know this; i made the world that ruined me. ”

“ there’s no running left in me. don’t weep for me. i will die here. ”

“ are we done here? i laid myself bare for you - that’s all there is to me now. ”

“ does being out here free that part of you? ”

“ i’ve met a lot of people like you on this road. there’s something you want from it, isn’t there? ”

“ i’ve been a wandering ghost for a while now, and i’ll be that way for some time to come. ”

“ it’s a fate i should have known i was in for. ”

“ sometimes i start to think: well, the world isn’t made for being happy in. not for someone like me. ”

“ i’ve seen a lot of change. everything - everyone - i thought i had is gone. ”

“ when i’m alone out here, i spend too much time inside my own head. ”

“ you know the hardest person for anyone to have faith in? it’s themselves. ”

“ what do you want from this life? do you think there’s a chance you’ll get it? ”

“ i still love him. ”

“ it takes a special kind of fool to become a poet. ”

“ writing poetry won’t make your sadness go away, nor will your problems be solved. but at least you’ll be able to look back and know how you felt. ”

“ maybe the traps i’ve fallen into are ones i made myself. ”

“ maybe what i think happened didn’t happen at all, and i’m the one who’s been a monster. ”

“ i don’t trust myself to see them and act like a decent human being. ”

“ i suppose after a while i’ll start to realize how little i can change and accept myself as seething with anger and pain. ”

“ a pity, isn’t it? to be stuck with ourselves like this. ”

“ i don’t want to be the way i am now. ”

“ looks like i’m still me and you’re still you. ”

“ it’s enough for something to exist in the past and for that to have been good. ”

“ i wanted to find what it meant to be alive. ”

“ most people go through life doing a lot of work to avoid the truth. ”

“ the past doesn’t even feel like it happened - it feels like it’s happening in every moment. in every slumber. ”

“ when your memories come back to you, do they clutch at you? at your heart? ”

“ do you know any happy stories? hopeful ones? ”

“ there’s some hope left for you, too, you know. don’t give it away too quickly. ”

“ faith? well, god and i haven’t been on speaking terms. i gave the fucker so many chances to make things right and he hasn’t followed through. ”

“ the days come and go and the terrors return. ”

“ they’ll never be able to pay back what they owe me, but i’ll always keep at ‘em. ”

“ what about you - is there something somebody owes you? ”

“ the journey - if you look at it all at once, it’ll overwhelm you. it’ll hurt your mind. if you take it day by day, then…then it won’t hurt quite so much. ”

“ they wanted someone to be proud of, and i did as they asked. ”

“ the sadness didn’t come immediately. when they died, it left me feeling like half of me was missing. ”

“ the emptiness didn’t last - it filled itself with sadness not long after. ”

“ for a moment there - just a moment - i felt better about it all, too. ”

“ the time for faith has long passed, friend. ”

“ love comes in so many forms. i love more dearly now than ever.”

“ i love more deeply than the sun and the earth. ”

“ loyalty to him is the only loyalty i don’t regret. ”

“ when everything has left you, all that remains is a peculiar peace. ”

“ the way people look at me…that’s when i miss being whole the most. ”

“ i wish i could talk about what happened the way you do. ”

“ wishes? if i had my way, i’d go back to a time before the war…but now, i have no wishes. ”

“ the stars cross the sky and they mean nothing. ”

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&& I’ll be here this weekend. Sorry for the late start, but I have so many HCs and I’m about to reblog a meme on here. Promise I am getting somewhere just stick with me for a bit longer I have a large commission queue and figuring out my streaming schedule is hell. 

 PRETTY FABLES DO NOT INTERACT THIS ISN’T FOR YOU

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If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple “Thank You” will suffice. None of this “How did you get in my house” business. So rude

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Goldie is a furry. That’s the headcanon. Send tweet. 

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&& Tag Dump 

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... Then Goldilocks went upstairs into the bed chamber and first she laid down upon the bed of the great, huge bear, and then she laid down upon the bed of the middle bear and finally she laid down upon the bed of the little, small wee bear, and that was just right. So she covered herself up comfortably, and laid there until she fell fast asleep.

Indie, Private, & Selective Goldilocks written by Kat.

Based on a modified canon of DC’s Fables series & Telltale’s The Wolf Among us series with original fairytale influences.