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[tropism]

WHO: giorno!!! and you!!!
WHEN: all october
WHERE: [ waves hand ]
WHAT: catch-all for quests and some other stuff!
WARNINGS: some gross stuff related to insects in prompt v.



i. skellington

[ later that day, giorno can be seen trying to pick six good-sized pumpkins; he's being very meticulous and is trying to find long, stout ones. he's not having much luck since by the time he gets to the garden, a horde of skellingtons attempt to steal it from him. he's been summoning his stand to beat them up. ]

Hey, can we not do this? I'm in the middle of an important decision-making process.

[ he is trying to find a fifth one now. ]





ii. pumpkin-carving

[ he's never really done anything related to carving all his life unless you count that one time he caved luca's skull in!! neat!! but giorno is on a mission here. that mission entails drawing his friends' faces on the surface of the pumpkin and attempting to carve them.

it's going .... not so well!!! he lops off the tops of the pumpkins and tries to carve a face but he succeeded on making a giant hole in the middle of what was supposed to be mista's face, and giorno frowns. well, he's no artist, but he's going to do his best, and anyway none of them are here to defend their respective honour against his shitty art skills.

towards the end of the day in flavo, you might see him taking his finished masterpieces to his house!! if there are any candles around he'll put little tea lights inside of them. some of them are plainly unrecognizable, and if asked, giorno will readily say that they're his friends from home with pride. some of them, however, are of his close CR/canonmates; they all look terrible and he's not sorry. ]





iii. what's an important memory [closed]

[ he is going to approach the well apprehensively. ]

What if he comes back?

[ the 'he' in question is a photo of his father. ]





iv. italian bossip nite [canonmates] [yes that means botaro too]

[ he is going to painstakingly write the numbers in for the playing cards he found so they can get going with the game. alternatively we can all do something else, like giorno teaching you them how to flashdance or something.

they can also tell spoopy stories. ]





v. trick or treat.

[ in the spirit of the season, giorno has a huge cape draped around him that's supposed to make him .... a vampire. dundundun.

IF YOU ASK FOR A TREAT:

a - from the pumpkin seeds that giorno has in his pocket, giorno will make flowers, butterflies, four-leafed clovers, giant dandelions whose fluffs can totally be blown enthusiastically in the wind, hummingbirds/small birds, a snail, a turtle.

IF YOU ASK FOR A TRICK:

b - from the pumpkin seeds that giorno has in his pocket, he will take a handful and he will turn them into any of the following: wasps, millipedes, roaches, bats, maggots, termites, moths, and, if he's feeling really mean, a skunk. alternately you can also ask for the BODY HORROR OPTION so you can see him grow shit like jellyfish in his mouth.

pick your poison! let me know if you want trick or treat in the subject line!

to anyone who approaches him, giorno will smile and show them both of his hands, clenched tightly. ]

Careful what you wish for.





vi. other.

[ pm me or help giorno clear out some space in flavo for farm shit. ]



ooc; if you want something else and it's not covered in the log just lmk via plurk (ilium) or pming this journal!

Comments

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[uselessgoddess]

[To be fair, this seems like an entirely good time to ply her best trade in existence. Or just her only actual ability. Killing undead. Skeletons included. But leave it to Aqua to mess everything up despite things being in her favor.]

I can take care of these evil things for you. While you do whatever it is you do.

[There's absolutely no concern on her end but she does give a skeleton in the distance a angry glare. It's an inborn hatred.]

But, you know....it's not for free. If you know what I mean.

[It doesn't help that she's actually standing and doing nothing to help Giorno, who is probably only minorly inconvenienced by such things.]

[tropism]

.... you can make the offer, if you wish. Though I'm pretty discerning about the type of help I get.

[ he's not exactly useless to begin with.

that being said, he's a little busy trying to fend off one of them that has clung to his knees, so he clicks his tongue and shoves the pumpkins towards her. ] Hold this.

[uselessgoddess]

I didn't really think that far ahead...

[No, she didn't. But she took the pumpkins without complaint and held them in her arms. Though that might have been a mistake.]

...though these look pretty tasty.

ii

[withwisdom]

[ zelda stops by during the day to check on giorno as a friendly visit, but is faintly amused when she sees him struggling with the pumpkin. not that she would be any better at it, having never carved one in her life, but there's something charming to his efforts. so she approaches with a small smile, inspecting his work as he goes. ]

Who are you trying to make?

[tropism]

Er, um .... I'm trying to make a friend of mine. He wears a hat in his forehead and the front part kind of extends down to his nose .... but that didn't work out well.

I know he's not here to tease me about it, but I feel bad all the same. [ sighs. ] I looked for a good pumpkin and all.

[withwisdom]

Ahh. I'm sure he looks quite dashing, just like your work.

[ ...wait that didn't come out right and she's just realizing it now. erk. ]

Um, would you like any help? I'm not the best myself, but we can work on it together?

gossippe

[pursestrings]

[Okuyasu probably brings his annotated, shitty map of Morioh to this meeting of the minds; it's cramped and has no sense of scale besides "drew all the places he likes first and therefore biggest," which is an emotional scale, certainly.

Anyway, that's somewhere, presented with pride and then forgotten about so Okuyasu can settle in and look around.... no porn on the walls still, huh.... tragique. He wants to learn cool card games, but also, bond.]

You got a roommate here or nah? [because of the porn wall thing, he can't let it go.]

[tropism]

I do. Don't worry about him.

[ does that make it better or worse?

in any case giorno is busy looking at his diagram on the table. the house is actually pretty clean. hipster minimalist, but with plants. nothing odd to look at. the pumpkins that giogio had successfully carved are on display by the windows, they all look horrific or comical. he tried. ]

Alright, explain to me your little map here.

[pursestrings]

[8 years pass]

Okay... well, uh, here's the school, and that's my house and that's Josuke's house, and Koichi's house is somewhere over there, [He is pointing all of these out, naturally, and providing precisely enough context for this to be meaningful.

He goes through, like, seven more things in this span of time, then the big finish:]

—And that's the transmission tower with the dude living on it, and that one's Rohan's place.

[Kishibe Rohan's house is just a wang drawn on a map. It's not even hidden.]

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[promissum]

[Val just hits the closest skeleton with his sword. He looks incredibly disappointed when whatever magic was holding it together seems to dissipate and he's just left with a pretty pathetic looking pile of bones.]

They don't seem to understand speech.

[tropism]

Unfortunate. But maybe it's for the best.

[ he disposes of another couple of skeletons here and there, though giorno had to transform the pumpkins into .... butterflies. all it took is for him to put his hands on the side like you would for a ball and squeeze them in. the effect is instantaneous and he is left with two monarchs, which then frees him to do battle with his stand: a gold figure of similar height and build beside him which punches whomever gets too close to giorno. ]

How are you doing? [ besides ... this. ]

[promissum]

Even zombies have the capacity to speak.

[ These skeletons are just... Sad. Val hits another with the side of his sword and watches at it crumbles to the ground. The magic has given up.

He's so bored these things but they're the only hostiles out at the moment. ]

I've had more interesting days than fighting low level skeletons.

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[underwraps]

[While their presence had initially been unsettling simply because nothing has wandered so closely into town before, it doesn't take long for Aizawa to treat them at the threat level they deserve. It's not very high.

It's why he just kind of watches the scene unfold in front of him for a good minute before finally deciding to step in when one of the skeletons actually gets dangerously close to one of the pumpkins. Aizawa whips his capture weapon at it, the fabric wrapping itself around one of its legs before ripping the limb right off and causing it to crash into the ground.]

Why do you have so many pumpkins?

[tropism]

I have that many friends. I still need a few more.

How come you don't have one?

[ everybody is in the halloween spirit, come on. ] This is an odd tradition. We don't usually celebrate it back home. I've never carved pumpkins before, though.

[ but he watches aizawa whip out the fabric and giogio frowns. ] Hey, don't do that. That'll get dirty.

ii

[nascere]

[ so, pumpkin carving. noctis is coming over with two pumpkins and having decided to share one with him, he knocks lightly on giorno's door. one good turn deserves another, right? ]

Hey.

[tropism]

[ he opens it and looks up at noctis in surprise. ]

Hello. You've brought a friend. [ he means the pumpkin. ] Did you make that?

[nascere]

Definitely a friend.

[ he grins, offering one of the pumpkins to him. ] No, I found it. Thought you might want to carve one out with me?

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[totheno1]

[Kei doesn't say anything when he walks over, noticing the undead horde continuing to be a nuisance for everyone. He does not know what's so important that it requires to be complaining while fighting the horde, but decision-making processes are always important. And so;]

Persona.

[Briefly, a glowing blue summoning-like circle inlaid with symbols appears under his feet as the wind picks up, before the light rises into the air and reforms into a gigantic warrior woman behind him.]

Go.

[The creature floats into the air, sword first before it slams into the first one, piecing its middle cage before it them throws it to the ground, shattering the beast and right into the others standing there to knock them down. Whitish light begins to glow on their entire bodies as Divine Judgement is cast, causing some of them to be turned into bone meal.]

[tropism]

Oh, that's mighty efficient. Thanks.

[ your girlfriend's very much in the halloween spirit too, giorno appreciates it a lot. ]

Can you keep them at bay while I pick up some gourds? I just need a few more.

[totheno1]

They are slow but quite a predicament...

[Also not his girlfriend. The Persona disappears in a flurry of light before he nods at him, turning his back to he can better face the monsters.]

Understood.

[He thinks about using his sword and doing it himself, but instead goes for another summoning, the bluish circle starting once more, but ending with quite a different Persona.]

Vishnu!

[Mirroring Kei's own movements, the Persona raises a hand and then snaps his fingers, causing ice to fall from the sky, slamming into some of the remaining beasts, but thankfully not touching the garden otherwise.]

ii walks in late with starbucks

[organfarm]

[ The smell of so much pumpkin innards is kinda gross, to be honest ... But at the same time, he's never really been a part of holiday festivities like this before, so he's really curious about what's going on. So Jion wanders and hovers and takes in the sights, and when he spots that familiar weird triple-donut hairstyle, he trots over to go see what's going on. ]

Hey, how's it going? [ He leans on the table carefully to avoid jostling it, tilting his head to look at one of the pumpkins. It, uh, sure is a thing. ] Looks like you're really into this kinda thing, huh?

[tropism]

'tis the season, y'know? And it's either I do this or a life of crime awaits me.

[ in other words, he's bored. ]

Anyway, how does this guy look? [ slits for eyes. wide mouth. almost carved in half like in an accident instead of the light scarring that jion has on his face. giorno tried to make it look like it's laughing but the way the pumpkin is carved, it looks more like it's screaming rather apathetically. jion should be happy to know that this is he. ]

[organfarm]

Well, I mean, there's options between those two extremes, I think? Pumpkins and crime. Not like people go robbing houses the moment pumpkin aren't in season, right.

[ Still, he's not gonna dwell on that topic too long when there's a pumpkin to judge first. And it, uh, sure is a thing. ]

Um, it's looking great so far! [ He's not completely lying, to be fair! He has no idea how hard pumpkin-carving is, so he respects what Giorno's done so far! Even if that face looks sort of horrifying. ] No offense though, that seems kinda dangerous? The, uh, that bit -- [ Ironically, he gestures a line across his face, indicating the cut that's almost totally bisecting the pumpkin. ] Aren't these things supposed to hold candles? Isn't there a danger of fires if you cut it in half like that?

iii shh

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[Jotaro kind of regrets letting himself be drawn into this, but hey, that's what family's for. He stays a few steps behind Giorno for now, avoiding that creepy-ass well now that he knows firsthand the bullshit it's capable of.]

If that happens, we can burn it instead.

[He sounds confident, and at least on that part he is; he doubts they'll see the photo again, but it doesn't hurt to have a backup plan.]

[tropism]

.... maybe we should do that, then.

[ a pause. giorno leans on the side of the well over the bricks, looking over its depths with a frown. he's not superstitious, but .... ]

Feels like a funeral. [ he takes out his wallet. the only photo he has of his father, signed by him. in this light, at this angle, he really looks very much like himself and he's reluctant to throw it away. but jotaro had told him as much that this isn't the man that he thought he had been, and it feels very wrong to hold on to a memory that serves no purpose other than to hurt others.

there are other ways to grow and heal. he'll learn and adapt; he always has. but he's had this picture of him for so long ever since he was a child, and he thought the world of him even as he was still named haruno shiobana. maybe that's just part of growing up, too: giving up things. ] Do you have a lighter?