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A surprised ‘oh’ left the doll as she saw her apron get magically cleaned��and magically turn orange. She reached up to take it back with a ‘thank you’, looking at it for a second, before mindlessly tying it back on. It clashed terribly with her light blue dress, but it was the thought that counted. 

“Tricks and surprises can be fun sometimes.” She concluded with a grin. “It’s exciting not knowing what’s gonna happen today. That means I can wake up and maybe have an adventure!”

She smoothed out her new orange apron, secretly hoping she still had a spare white one at home. “But…I think I should still practice my wishes. When I’m good at wish making, then I can grant other people’s wishes too.”

The glow inside his pumpkin grew just a little brighter. “How very, very true,” he purred. “People would have so much more fun if they thought of life as an adventure.”

“As far as wish granting... well, I suppose only time will tell, hmm?”

The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself– although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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The force of the landing was enough to cause the rag doll to jump as splats of frosting landed on her dress and face. She slowly opened her eyes, taking note first at the evidence on her apron. Her wide gaze followed through to the silent scene before them, bits of cake, sprinkles, and icing strewed around and ending to the crushed forms beneath the blanket tomb. 

She was tense for a moment, holding her breath in and not seeming to have the will to look away at the horror before her. And then...

...a sigh of relief.

“A nap is always good to calm people down.” Clementine stated as she scraped some of the icing off her cheeks, wiping down her hands on the few cleans spots of her apron. She looked up to Gourdon, noticing that he got caught in the frosting fire as well. 

“Oh. Uh...” She reached into her pockets, trying to find a handkerchief for him before giving up and just untying her apron, presenting him with the underside of it. “Here. I’m sorry. I don’t think I’m very good at wish making. I think I need more practice.”

An uncanny tongue snaked its way out of Gourdon’s maw, slurping up the icing on his face; he wasn’t too concerned with his clothes. Instead, he took the offered apron and gave it a flap, cleaning it thoroughly but also turning it neon orange, like a traffic vest.

“You would be surprised at how few people are actually good at wish making,” he drawled, handing it back to her. “There’s a trick to not getting tricked, and it takes a lot of planning and forethought. I’d say the wisest people leave well enough alone, but, well... where’s the fun in that? Nothing ventured, nothing gained, after all.”

The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself-- although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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Oh. Oh no. This poor, idiot child; if Gourdon’s mouth wasn’t already a perpetual grin, it would have twisted up the sides of his face.

With a wave of his hand, a 25lbs blanket appeared several feet above the perverse pastries. As the magic faded, gravity did its thing and the blanket fell to the ground with a heavy fwump, followed immediately by a creamy splunch. Spatters of frosting squirted from beneath the blanket as the two lumps stopped moving.

The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself-- although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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Clementine opened her eyes once Gourdon spoke, confused at his words before seeing the sight before her.

“…uh oh.” She simply said after a little while, looking up at the other apologetically. “I didn’t mean to wish for fighting cupcakes. I’m sorry.” There must have been some mistake on her end. Hopefully the stars weren’t upset at her.

“Please don’t fight.” She addressed the cupcake monstrosities. “Cupcakes are filled with joy and love. If you two talk to each other, maybe you can feel love again.”

Gourdon had to struggle not to laugh. The cupcakes, meanwhile, turned to look at the doll with their beady sprinkle eyes. They considered her for a moment, and then began to advance. The green one scooped up a clawful of frosting and tossed it at her, missing by a couple of inches.

The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself-- although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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Cupcakes... how perfectly reasonable.

Which, of course, meant he had to do something unreasonable.

While her eyes were still closed, Gourdon summoned two extra large cupcakes, one green and one purple... both with crab legs and claws. The cupcakes immediately began an elaborate dance of combat, trying to strike at and evade the other.

“Hmm... my money’s on the purple one. How about you?”

The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself-- although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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The rag doll watched as a group of fireflies floated around the pumpkin patch, pointing at them curiously. “Do pumpkins have wishes too? Is that why there’s so many stars here? What do pumpkins wish for?”

“I imagine most things have a wish, even if the thing itself is not aware of it,” he drawled, idly turning some of the stray fireflies into pennies and back again before they hit the ground. “I can’t speak for the other pumpkins, but do you know what I wish for?”

“I wish I was an alpaca with a diamond tiara.” As soon as he said it, it happened, without any fanfare or flashy effects. One second he was Gourdon, the next, an alpaca.

“Ah. Now would you look at that. My wish came true,” he deadpanned. He shook his fuzzy alpaca head and the diamonds sparkled in the light of the fireflies. In another blink of an eye, he was back to being himself-- although he still wore the tiara around his twisted stem.

“Taa-daa!”

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Gourdon but with a gun

“Don’t mind if I do!” he cheered, taking the weapon delicately between his viney fingers. He promptly dunked the barrel in chocolate syrup and slid the whole thing into his grinning maw, where it vaporized with a crackle of green sparks.

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Headcanon Dump!

 Gourdon’s favorite people to mess with are paladins– especially paladins of Ninox’s friend and rival, Ilstavi, the God of Order.

He will often play at being a gentleman, though he’s also been known to take on the persona of a beggar, a merchant, or a gambler.

He likes to travel, and rarely stays in one place for too long. Even his favorite places can only hold his attention for a few years at a time.

Though he rarely kills anyone directly, he will often lead people into dangerous situations that may result in their deaths.

Gourdon loves to bake. Most of his recipes use pumpkin in some capacity.

He also does home brewing. There’s nothing quite like a glass of spiced pumpkin wine.

He, like Ninox, has a fondness for children. Little balls of chaotic energy, they are.

He’s a sucker for a game of chance. Win or lose, live or die; it’s all so delightfully random.

Gourdon typically stands at around 9ft tall, though he is capable of changing this.

Should his pumpkin head be smashed or otherwise destroyed, what sits on his shoulders instead is a swirling, wispy miasma of neon green energy.

Beneath his clothes, his body is comprised largely of vines.

Gourdon has often acted as a sort of test of skill for adventurers who have been selected by Ninox. If they best him, Ninox will usually send them on some type of quest– not that said adventurers are necessarily informed of this. 

Gourdon’s voice claim is Brian Mathis, specifically in the style of Elias Ainsworth from The Ancient Magus’ Bride.

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I have updated the rules (x) and mun (x) pages.

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So my girlfriend @thefriendinthenight posted this excellent drawing of her oc Gourdon and I loved it so much that I just had to try my hand at colouring him. 

It’s been a while since I’ve done marker art, but am quite happy with this. I added the glow and vignette in photoshop to make give him a bit more pop. 

You can see the original marker art before effects below the cut. 

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((At long last, a fully rendered Gourdon! And the first thing I’ve fully rendered in forever; I’ve been lazy with my art lately, lol.

Hopefully the colours are accurate to what they should be; they’re fine on my computer monitor, but much too warm and saturated on my phone screen, so… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ))

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((This is him, by the way. I drew this back in 2017, though, so I kind of want to update his outfit.))

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((Tag dump.))