Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Apr 10, 2012 21:35:10 GMT -7
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Name:Rumpelstiltskin in the Fairy Tales & Mr. Gold in Storybrooke
Birthday:Unknown for both
Age:Unknown for Rumpelstiltskin but, like about 40 or close to it for Mr. Gold
Face Claim:
Cannon:Yes
Fairytale Character:Yes
Powers:Has many, can give a person what they most want from forgetting some one, to knowing what is to come, to being able to stop a war for a village.
Friends:He had one as Rumpelstiltskin, who was Bella or one you would call the closest thing to a friend. But, as Mr. Gold he has none
Foes:Many
Allies:None
Hobbies:As Mr. Gold making deals, making peoples life's hard when he chooses.
Dislikes:The Queen mostly
Likes:Mostly when ever, things go his way. Making deals & more money.
Fairytale Land History-
Once Upon A Time.... In my early years I was a commoner, one that none really
looked up to or expected much form at least when it was not something they
needed or wanted. But, when they wanted something you quickly found the meaning
of there place in your eyes, it was not short that they found pleas-pleaser in
making once kiss or lick there boots just as they did not care for those that
where below they're so called station. How unfair life can appear when, one is
all but at the bottom of such a list of titles in a statue that the only going
up in rank is to do better then your noble or if you are lucky you might find a
sliver of something, fighting in the Ore war that has taken more lives then I
dare count & the number only keeps on going up. In such a way that now the
children are being sent to fight, when they should have a chance to know what
life is about & get the chance to live it. I was a present living a life
that got use by spinning & other odd Jobs to keep my family safe & feed.
Though it was a simple life but, a happy one but, nothing is meant to say happy
at least not for me. Soon I would find my self enlisted in the army fighting
org, it mattered little if I wanted to be there or not, not going only meant my
family would suffer. But, the war does things to one that, unless you have been
there you cannot explain. It caused not only injury to my leg making it harder
to walk... no more limp with aid. It was in the mind as well, that was not the
worse those one would think it would be. The worst knew that back at home my
wife, was getting ready to have are son. Something I had hopped to be there for
& knew that there was no way that I could ask to leave, so that life little
choose it was ether stay & fight, a fight that was not to be so simple one.
even more so when one has a hard time to stand. The other choose was to flee
like a coward, turn tail & go back home, one always has a choose & has
to live with that choose & whatever events come form it. I choose to leave
become seen as a coward, all becomes I wanted my family more then any thing
else. The only problem is that, news spread faster then I did & as soon as I
got back my wife wanted nothing to do with me & soon after are son was born
left... left for me to raise the child alone. One thing that likely keep me form
having to go back to war, for I was alone raising a son or it could be they did
not want a coward or one scene as one back in there group, Ether way I raise my
son Baelfire alone, teaching him all I knew never wanting him to want for
anything but, knowing there where items I had to but, I did the best I could
& gave him my love, something that means more to one then any things else
for love... is a powerful thing. As my son grew the years went by fast & I
soon found my self deeding what was to come, his time to serve in the army in
the war I had fled. Or coarse telling the troops this did not matter to them,
they did not care. I would of killed them if I could have, to save Baelfire my
son form going to war. But, among the number of guards, my condition & the
dark one as he was called, I was no match & was told that my son would soon
be taken away. Fear gripped my like no other time & in that moment, I choose
once more to take my family & run, to keep my soon safe I would do any
thing. Funny how such chooses came become a be impacted later, we passed a
traveler that we stopped to help soon, after speaking with them it was learned
of how to control the dark one, something that gave me hope to save my son for
in controlling the dark one I could, at least at the time I see away to save my
son. All I had to do was get into the place the dark one keep this danger I was
told of,... of course I found it an odd looking dagger that had a curved blade
like a flame with a name on it... I was told all I had to do was say the true
name with dagger in hand to control the dark one. Imagine my surprise that it
was the traveler I had met not that long ago on the road & how easily I
learned they knew how to make my anger flare & my reason of though to leave
me. Of course with the words of the traveler burning threw me I acted without
thinking clearly... I stab him, though I learned to quick they had mealy used me
knowing a desperate soul when they saw one. How right they were, I had been to
save my son I indeed was such a soul, the name on the dagger changed &
reappeared with mine. I had no idea what I had done or more so unlocked. But, it
was only the beginning for me really, the darkness of the dagger or what would
be seen as darkness quickly eat at me. I was now the dark one, the day the
troops showed up for my son they learned the event that I was the dark one, I
killed again & it was not likely the killing but, the fact I was not really
my self, I scared my son Baelfire off never to see him again. Odd how in the
start all I wanted was my sons safety & I choose this new form of power that
allowed me to fear none, like I had before. The dagger now carries my name,
hidden well it is but, still there is always a threat that someone may find it.
My title & states were quick to change, it became I was the one making the
deals calling the shots. It mattered little to me about others for after living
as I had under everyone foot, I could care little it was only there own
treatment back. However, I might be a beast but, not fully so at least where
children are concern perhaps it is because of the away I became the dark one or
course it was like because now, after know what I knew I would trade it all for
my son back, something that cannot be done. Chooses are made but, few can ever
be changed or have were one has a second chance. I feed of the power & the
way to find souls that where in need, I always gave them a choose of course,
some choose wise others choose well perhaps they though they did, without
knowing what would be the price for it. All magic comes with a price indeed
dearies, one must be willing to pay, that price if they make the deal after all
one has to honor their agreements. I only made it where it was harder for one to
back out of it, I always get what is owed to me one way or another. I have <A
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fairytale land at some point, of course some are not as well know as others but,
that does not chance the fact. A powerful man, some would call me... something
impressive after knowing where I cam form but, it soon become lonely though I
would not admit it . To do so was to be scene as weak & that was not
something I wanted to be scene as, I never wanted to be scene as weak again or a
coward. Of course, how funny it is that the loneliness is way lead me to make a
deal with a king, in exchange for his daughter that... I can say dearies is one
of the few that willing gave up their freedom for others. Perhaps a bit like my
self though, that would never be said a deal maker I am, I always after in one
way was what was most dear to the king & second it would give some company
as any excuse. How things can quickly change well, at least in the since I did
not plain to feel anything for this princess Belle ow, but that is the thing
love is not something that is controlled at least not in such a way. It is
something that is slow, at least it was for me I am sure it was for her to but,
it grew & soon, not wanting to admit it I had my second chance. How I wish I
could change, that moment & go back to it & fix the wrong not that
loving her was the wrong but, that when she said she loved me... perhaps it was
knowing the queen, spoke to her about curses & I took it the wrong way, of
course I did after all I still feel the pain, she was right when she said all I
would have is a chipped cup & an empty heart. When I learned of Belles death
or more what I though was truth, I felt I had nothing to loose when giving the
Queen the answer she wanted her, deal. I am the one that told her how to make
the curse work & I am the one that knows how it can be broke as well. Of
course now I am imprisioned in a cell, can you imagin the most powerful man in
the kingdom inprisioned for who knows how long, likly the rest of my life.
Storybrooke History-
I limp once more, a dealer & a very rich man, I know laws for one reason I am a lawier & I use them well. Though there is somthing diffrent about me then you for you see I remember who I am, I know who everyone else is to though I know I cannot tell them I have to allow them to figure it out but, it is clear that I am not the only one that remembers, the Queen does as well though I did well to see to it that when the deal was made. Should I not wish to deal with her all I had to say was please, something I hardly use but, I have when I do not wish to give her the time she so wants.
She soon learned of who I am & this is an unsure place to be she has always wanted my power even when she is not as powerful but, then we still make deals at times at least when it is in my favor, expert the time she had my chipped cup grounds I do not plain to ever give her again.
The reason you might as on how she got the cup, she used Moe French (Bells Father) to do the deed or course I almost killed him once I got a hold of him but, in the end I did not & needless to say I am not in jail now ether.
So life goes on for me making deals as I always do, taking what I want & giving nothing back unless I choose to. At least that is tell I learned that Belle was alive, though I am not sure how much she remembers but, the fact is that I know know that the Queen lies to me, not the best thing to do. I am not sure how to deal with her, it is hard to treat her as the others & I work hard to not show that I car for her any differently then anyone else. But, it is hard & will be harder as she remembers her past & along with it ares.
My story goes no but, only time will tell how... though it is clear that I will have an issue to speak to the mayor about now with knowing the truth. But, the question is in the end will I be the deal maker or will she?
RPing Sample:
Once Upon a Time, I suppose is as good a place to start as any after all that is how all fairy-tales start. Though not all end with happy ever after, as you might think or at least mine did not. Some how I wish it would of but, I blew that chance, who am I you might as.. well dearies.. I am the most powerful man in the fairytale realm & here in storybrooke, do not think I am not as strong it is just not as clear as in are real home.
My day started like any other day collecting rent, from those that owned me collecting form those that could not on items they likely need form there job or even a place to say. I am in no way scene as the nice guy, the one that lets people slide when it comes to deals or agreements with me. Not if you though that you are dead wrong, though I do have a soft spoke for children something, few even know & fewer see but, it is there perhaps because children do not see the world as adults & most cannot work to insure they have a home or a good life.
But, for the reasons to that mystery well you will be waiting a long time, unless you care to make a deal dearies but, remember that all magic comes with a price & to make a deal with me you must be willing to accepted it or suffer for breaking the deal dearies. Not much changes in this town that I do not know about, though as ever one knows some days something can happen that will change events that are in motion. I cannot help but, grin like a cat that has stalked is prey, "You wanting to know what that event was, well dearies.... it will cost you... care to make a deal? But, remember it comes with a price are you ready to pay it?" My grin only grows as I wait for the answer to come, as if I know what it will before even you.
Other info: He still has his dagger hidden away
Name:Rumpelstiltskin in the Fairy Tales & Mr. Gold in Storybrooke
Birthday:Unknown for both
Age:Unknown for Rumpelstiltskin but, like about 40 or close to it for Mr. Gold
Face Claim:
Cannon:Yes
Fairytale Character:Yes
Powers:Has many, can give a person what they most want from forgetting some one, to knowing what is to come, to being able to stop a war for a village.
Friends:He had one as Rumpelstiltskin, who was Bella or one you would call the closest thing to a friend. But, as Mr. Gold he has none
Foes:Many
Allies:None
Hobbies:As Mr. Gold making deals, making peoples life's hard when he chooses.
Dislikes:The Queen mostly
Likes:Mostly when ever, things go his way. Making deals & more money.
Fairytale Land History-
Once Upon A Time.... In my early years I was a commoner, one that none really
looked up to or expected much form at least when it was not something they
needed or wanted. But, when they wanted something you quickly found the meaning
of there place in your eyes, it was not short that they found pleas-pleaser in
making once kiss or lick there boots just as they did not care for those that
where below they're so called station. How unfair life can appear when, one is
all but at the bottom of such a list of titles in a statue that the only going
up in rank is to do better then your noble or if you are lucky you might find a
sliver of something, fighting in the Ore war that has taken more lives then I
dare count & the number only keeps on going up. In such a way that now the
children are being sent to fight, when they should have a chance to know what
life is about & get the chance to live it. I was a present living a life
that got use by spinning & other odd Jobs to keep my family safe & feed.
Though it was a simple life but, a happy one but, nothing is meant to say happy
at least not for me. Soon I would find my self enlisted in the army fighting
org, it mattered little if I wanted to be there or not, not going only meant my
family would suffer. But, the war does things to one that, unless you have been
there you cannot explain. It caused not only injury to my leg making it harder
to walk... no more limp with aid. It was in the mind as well, that was not the
worse those one would think it would be. The worst knew that back at home my
wife, was getting ready to have are son. Something I had hopped to be there for
& knew that there was no way that I could ask to leave, so that life little
choose it was ether stay & fight, a fight that was not to be so simple one.
even more so when one has a hard time to stand. The other choose was to flee
like a coward, turn tail & go back home, one always has a choose & has
to live with that choose & whatever events come form it. I choose to leave
become seen as a coward, all becomes I wanted my family more then any thing
else. The only problem is that, news spread faster then I did & as soon as I
got back my wife wanted nothing to do with me & soon after are son was born
left... left for me to raise the child alone. One thing that likely keep me form
having to go back to war, for I was alone raising a son or it could be they did
not want a coward or one scene as one back in there group, Ether way I raise my
son Baelfire alone, teaching him all I knew never wanting him to want for
anything but, knowing there where items I had to but, I did the best I could
& gave him my love, something that means more to one then any things else
for love... is a powerful thing. As my son grew the years went by fast & I
soon found my self deeding what was to come, his time to serve in the army in
the war I had fled. Or coarse telling the troops this did not matter to them,
they did not care. I would of killed them if I could have, to save Baelfire my
son form going to war. But, among the number of guards, my condition & the
dark one as he was called, I was no match & was told that my son would soon
be taken away. Fear gripped my like no other time & in that moment, I choose
once more to take my family & run, to keep my soon safe I would do any
thing. Funny how such chooses came become a be impacted later, we passed a
traveler that we stopped to help soon, after speaking with them it was learned
of how to control the dark one, something that gave me hope to save my son for
in controlling the dark one I could, at least at the time I see away to save my
son. All I had to do was get into the place the dark one keep this danger I was
told of,... of course I found it an odd looking dagger that had a curved blade
like a flame with a name on it... I was told all I had to do was say the true
name with dagger in hand to control the dark one. Imagine my surprise that it
was the traveler I had met not that long ago on the road & how easily I
learned they knew how to make my anger flare & my reason of though to leave
me. Of course with the words of the traveler burning threw me I acted without
thinking clearly... I stab him, though I learned to quick they had mealy used me
knowing a desperate soul when they saw one. How right they were, I had been to
save my son I indeed was such a soul, the name on the dagger changed &
reappeared with mine. I had no idea what I had done or more so unlocked. But, it
was only the beginning for me really, the darkness of the dagger or what would
be seen as darkness quickly eat at me. I was now the dark one, the day the
troops showed up for my son they learned the event that I was the dark one, I
killed again & it was not likely the killing but, the fact I was not really
my self, I scared my son Baelfire off never to see him again. Odd how in the
start all I wanted was my sons safety & I choose this new form of power that
allowed me to fear none, like I had before. The dagger now carries my name,
hidden well it is but, still there is always a threat that someone may find it.
My title & states were quick to change, it became I was the one making the
deals calling the shots. It mattered little to me about others for after living
as I had under everyone foot, I could care little it was only there own
treatment back. However, I might be a beast but, not fully so at least where
children are concern perhaps it is because of the away I became the dark one or
course it was like because now, after know what I knew I would trade it all for
my son back, something that cannot be done. Chooses are made but, few can ever
be changed or have were one has a second chance. I feed of the power & the
way to find souls that where in need, I always gave them a choose of course,
some choose wise others choose well perhaps they though they did, without
knowing what would be the price for it. All magic comes with a price indeed
dearies, one must be willing to pay, that price if they make the deal after all
one has to honor their agreements. I only made it where it was harder for one to
back out of it, I always get what is owed to me one way or another. I have <A
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fairytale land at some point, of course some are not as well know as others but,
that does not chance the fact. A powerful man, some would call me... something
impressive after knowing where I cam form but, it soon become lonely though I
would not admit it . To do so was to be scene as weak & that was not
something I wanted to be scene as, I never wanted to be scene as weak again or a
coward. Of course, how funny it is that the loneliness is way lead me to make a
deal with a king, in exchange for his daughter that... I can say dearies is one
of the few that willing gave up their freedom for others. Perhaps a bit like my
self though, that would never be said a deal maker I am, I always after in one
way was what was most dear to the king & second it would give some company
as any excuse. How things can quickly change well, at least in the since I did
not plain to feel anything for this princess Belle ow, but that is the thing
love is not something that is controlled at least not in such a way. It is
something that is slow, at least it was for me I am sure it was for her to but,
it grew & soon, not wanting to admit it I had my second chance. How I wish I
could change, that moment & go back to it & fix the wrong not that
loving her was the wrong but, that when she said she loved me... perhaps it was
knowing the queen, spoke to her about curses & I took it the wrong way, of
course I did after all I still feel the pain, she was right when she said all I
would have is a chipped cup & an empty heart. When I learned of Belles death
or more what I though was truth, I felt I had nothing to loose when giving the
Queen the answer she wanted her, deal. I am the one that told her how to make
the curse work & I am the one that knows how it can be broke as well. Of
course now I am imprisioned in a cell, can you imagin the most powerful man in
the kingdom inprisioned for who knows how long, likly the rest of my life.
Storybrooke History-
I limp once more, a dealer & a very rich man, I know laws for one reason I am a lawier & I use them well. Though there is somthing diffrent about me then you for you see I remember who I am, I know who everyone else is to though I know I cannot tell them I have to allow them to figure it out but, it is clear that I am not the only one that remembers, the Queen does as well though I did well to see to it that when the deal was made. Should I not wish to deal with her all I had to say was please, something I hardly use but, I have when I do not wish to give her the time she so wants.
She soon learned of who I am & this is an unsure place to be she has always wanted my power even when she is not as powerful but, then we still make deals at times at least when it is in my favor, expert the time she had my chipped cup grounds I do not plain to ever give her again.
The reason you might as on how she got the cup, she used Moe French (Bells Father) to do the deed or course I almost killed him once I got a hold of him but, in the end I did not & needless to say I am not in jail now ether.
So life goes on for me making deals as I always do, taking what I want & giving nothing back unless I choose to. At least that is tell I learned that Belle was alive, though I am not sure how much she remembers but, the fact is that I know know that the Queen lies to me, not the best thing to do. I am not sure how to deal with her, it is hard to treat her as the others & I work hard to not show that I car for her any differently then anyone else. But, it is hard & will be harder as she remembers her past & along with it ares.
My story goes no but, only time will tell how... though it is clear that I will have an issue to speak to the mayor about now with knowing the truth. But, the question is in the end will I be the deal maker or will she?
RPing Sample:
Once Upon a Time, I suppose is as good a place to start as any after all that is how all fairy-tales start. Though not all end with happy ever after, as you might think or at least mine did not. Some how I wish it would of but, I blew that chance, who am I you might as.. well dearies.. I am the most powerful man in the fairytale realm & here in storybrooke, do not think I am not as strong it is just not as clear as in are real home.
My day started like any other day collecting rent, from those that owned me collecting form those that could not on items they likely need form there job or even a place to say. I am in no way scene as the nice guy, the one that lets people slide when it comes to deals or agreements with me. Not if you though that you are dead wrong, though I do have a soft spoke for children something, few even know & fewer see but, it is there perhaps because children do not see the world as adults & most cannot work to insure they have a home or a good life.
But, for the reasons to that mystery well you will be waiting a long time, unless you care to make a deal dearies but, remember that all magic comes with a price & to make a deal with me you must be willing to accepted it or suffer for breaking the deal dearies. Not much changes in this town that I do not know about, though as ever one knows some days something can happen that will change events that are in motion. I cannot help but, grin like a cat that has stalked is prey, "You wanting to know what that event was, well dearies.... it will cost you... care to make a deal? But, remember it comes with a price are you ready to pay it?" My grin only grows as I wait for the answer to come, as if I know what it will before even you.
Other info: He still has his dagger hidden away
