Gon August Catch-all

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Who: gon freecss and YOU!! (if you so desire)
When: all through various points of august
Where: around various points of aefenglom and also the Wilde
What: quests! hubris! transformations! misc bafoonery and other things added as necessary
Warnings: none yet...

EVERY PROMPT (unless otherwise stated) is OPEN! prompts below!

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quest: FORGET-ME-NOT

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[this task didn't strike Gon as tremendously difficult when he'd initially read about it, even with its warnings in tow. all one needs is a general lack of regard for their safety (when not in lethal situations!! Gon has learned), and a learned way around wild life in general...

wearing some gardening gloves and having changed into a cheap pair of trousers bought earlier that day for such the occasion (though no outerwear, despite the cold), Gon simply wraps his face in one of his pillowcases as he leans far into the brush to extract some of the flowers. it's difficult for sure, but Gon manages to eventually pull some up with success without having to do anything extreme like cut away bramble.

he does, however, end up bit towards the end by one of the little white foxes. despite Gon's screams (initially surprise, then pain), he successfully shakes the fox loose and seems okay! he looks a bit disheveled as he carefully wraps what flowers he managed to grab, a couple of twigs and a some leaves stuck in the coarse stalk of his hair. while packing up, Gon carefully wiggles his garden glove off.

and he blinks, crouched before his backpack, holding his hand out as he spreads his fingers apart and flexes them. the action causes some blood to seep from the bite site on his hand, which appears to already be bruising.]

Wow, it actually got through the glove...

[Gon lowers his hand to look at the back of it, eyebrows lifting as his dark, fuzzy ears flip up in earnest curiosity.]

Good bite force for something so little...

[oathkeeper]

[Meanwhile, Sora is working on this type of quest as well. He has already managed to get a fair bunch of the violet coloured flowers gathered although he still has a long way to go. And Sora isn't even using gloves and is just using his own claws to pull and snatch the flowers up from the brambles. At least he hasn't used his teeth on them. Yet?

It's the other boy's screams that have Sora jumping up straight, long rabbit ears picking upwards.]

Gon?!

[He comes over with concern in his eyes. He does glance at the staring little fox and then back at Gon.]

Uh, are you okay? Did it bite you?

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Huh?

[Gon blinks curiously, looking around when he hears his name. a familiar sounding voice...

when Sora approaches, Gon's body language perks up; he straightens, shoulders lifting as his eyes widen, his dark bovine ears flipping up in Sora's direction.]

Sora! Are you doing quest stuff, too?

[he glances at his hand, then flexes his fingers again.]

Uh huh, he bit me. But I'm okay!

[he beams up at Sora, laughing.]

I'm really tough, and I heal super quick. I was just surprised.

[oathkeeper]

[Sora nods quickly as he notes that Gon is already getting some of his monster changes it seems! It's always so strange to see people day after day with something new about them. He smiles and tucks his arms behind his head casually.]

Yeah, I'm working on getting some of these flowers picked and moved. You too, huh?

[The bite mark looks okay...?? Sora tilts his head anyway.]

Do you think there's a lot of those little guys around here? It might make picking flowers a bit harder to do. You sure you're okay?

quest: FRUIT ANTLERS

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[Gon won't admit that the literal fruits of his labor didn't come with some struggle.

he'd spent hours carefully, quietly stalking the rare albino bucks whose antlers bear what appears to be fruit—which is certainly strange (maybe it's a colloquialism and not literal fruit?), but Gon's seen stranger. what's difficult is that the bucks are already a bit skittish, because Gon's likely not the only one to have hunted them. and further, they're a mite aggressive by now, and powerful besides. so Gon's been focusing on dimming his presence, biding his time patiently—the whole time, devising ways to carefully remove the fruit without hurting the buck, lest he poison himself. he knows that the animal will move wildly when Gon finally has the right opportunity to literally leap on its back, so he has to find a way to center his core and his own strength to remove the fruits..

eventually, with some strife, Gon does indeed succeed—and he bolts, clutching his backpack, now full of fruit after managing to get a few of the deer in the span of about 8 hours. he's now running with a frantic quickness, one of the angry, territorial freshly-plucked bucks chasing furiously at Gon's heels.]

STILES

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[while looking only a little bit scuffed up, Gon manages to make it back into Aefenglom in pretty decent time, his long-lasting adrenaline helping him keep his pace quick. he puzzles over his city map with his full bag on his shoulders, squinting as he takes another hour or so to eventually meander in front of the shop.

Worse Dragon.

Gon doesn't know too much about that kind of thing, nor is he interested to know, but he at least understands it's a store for adults—unsavory in that way, but knowing no other particulars. makes sense they'd want an aphrodisiac, but Gon, all the same... doesn't want to get too close. shoot. he hadn't really thought about how to actually bring the goods to the shop without actually going in...

feeling more than a little awkward, Gon manages to get the nerve enough to knock firmly on the front of the door.]

Um, hello! I have some items to sell, [Gon calls, fishing a quest receipt from his sign up out of his pocket (giving him a good excuse not to have to look through the windows), eyes scanning for details. Gon blinks, leaning his head back a little in surprise.]

For..."Stiles"...?

[...was that a common name in other worlds, or]

[mensrea]

[ It’s one of the few shifts where he’s working during the day instead of night, as his nocturnal Arachne schedule demands. As such, he’s lightly dozing at the front desk when the sound of knocking startles him into sharp awareness, a line of drool wetting his chin. Stiles stands, blinking in vague surprise, and absently wipes his face with a sleeve while staring at the front door. Because of the signage posted there, he can’t actually see who his visitor is – or hear them very well, for that matter. Maybe tomorrow’s shipment has come early? Sighing, he rounds the counter and heads to the front door. ]

Hold on, hold on, [ he calls back loudly, fighting down a yawn, ] I can’t hear anything you’re saying.

[ The moment he opens the door, it becomes immediately obvious why their visitor didn’t enter the store; it’s just a kid. Stiles is relieved that the anti-minor spells didn’t have an opportunity to go off – those things are annoying as hell to listen to as they screech bloody murder at the underaged intruder. ]

Uh, hi. You lost, kiddo?

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[oh..... he's definitely an Arachne. it's definitely the same guy. Stiles works at a place like this??]

Nope!

[Gon holds out the receipt for Stiles to inspect, which, of course, has Gon's name signed on it as someone who took the task to get the antler fruit. simultaneous to this, Gon shrugs his shoulder so that his bag swings off his back and in front of his belly, intending to open up the bag once Stiles takes the receipt to inspect Gon's business.]

I didn't realize you were the one who put up that quest bulletin; I didn't look at the name until now! We talked on the network. Little bit of a funny way to meet you in person...

[silentsavant]

[Soren had been lurking somewhere nearby, having only recently begun the quest. his strategy is quite similar, but more of a waiting game, hiding high in the shady boughs among their favorite food sources where he would ambush from above and seize the prize by the antlers when they weren't suspecting. it works well for someone who has wings to fly with and the strength of a dragon to wield... and he came equipped with some kind of soft claws nail caps for monsters to further avoid blood injury to the deer.

Gon may not have noticed him yet, since he's been so preoccupied with gathering fruit and Soren hasn't been here for very long. but it's easy to notice Gon when he's stirring up such a commotion. even his deer were startled and scattered...

well, that's annoying. more importantly, but perhaps even more annoying, is that the young faun over there could be in serious trouble. Soren doesn't have an altruistic bone in his body, but even he doesn't want to see a kid get mutilated by a wild animal. or worse, blinded. he doesn't leap haphazardly into action, observing the situation before deciding how to best avert the crisis. grabbing the sprinting faun seems too difficult at any angle without risking himself, so if he can't rescue the kid, he may just have to wrangle the deer.

...or scare it.

Soren leaps from the copse of trees and toward the clearing where their chase has taken them, landing a ways before their path but not directly before it. The compact little dragon boy with long dark hair and striking red eyes bursts into a whitish blue light and explodes into a giant winged lizard at least ten times his size, and standing erect on his hind legs. the buck practically flips over in its mad bid to dart the other way, willing to chase down a runty faun, but not when something that looks like an apex predator suddenly stands in the way.]

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[on one hand, Gon is a little mortified because he was handling it! but it's true that Gon is tiny, adorable, and not the most intimidating type of monster—Gon wouldn't be opposed to just smacking the animal unconscious, and he's certainly strong enough to hold his own in almost any situation... but it's safer to run away from the deer, rather than risk hurting it, even if Gon trusts his strength control generally speaking...better safe than sorry!

despite his being miffed, Gon is certainly awed by the display. he blinks, straightening from his surprised stagger at Soren's sudden appearance, mouth slightly going agape in wonder.]

Wow... So cool!

[Gon rubs the back of his neck.]

I was gonna be okay, though; you didn't have to go out of your way like that...

[silentsavant]

[the big ol' hurkin lizard stares down at Gon, expression indecipherable. he huffs. everyone is so easily impressed by a dragon... the soft and level voice of what sounds to be either a teenager or at least a young man rises from him, his mouth not moving but the sound suspended, like he's psychic and can talk with his mind or something. don't ask how it works. he's a magical reptile.]

I would hardly call that going out of my way. For how long were you planning on running away like that, then?

2ND/3RD WEEK OF AUGUST:

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[Gon's exploring some of the safer farmlands as he's been won't to do nearly every day since arriving, and he's quickly getting the hang of his compass and mental map regarding it. he's also finally learning a bit cohesively what is and isn't immediately useful in some capacity; he's learned what plants to stay away from, and which can be used for various purposes, and what can be eaten. he's looking for some edible stuff that he'll recognize, rather than gamble on foraging whatever he can get his hands on. the first couple of weeks Gon was here, he'd definitely briefly broken out in a rash on his palms from curiously grabbing something he shouldn't have. and that's how you learn! because books suck (okay, okay, he's actually been studying, too...).

but aside from Gon's mundane flora adventures, he's also been up to...developing some bad leg pain. nothing he can't soldier through, being incredibly resilient and stubborn that he is. but it's been getting uniquely difficult.

and it's today that suddenly, while steadily making his way up an incline that Gon's legs just suddenly give out beneath him. he hollers, startled, and sort of gracefully tumbles backwards, through various bramble and down many rocks. his backpack and fishing rod are flung someplace, and his watch some other place. grumbling, Gon pushes himself up, then scowls at his legs to give them a tender, RESENTFUL!! rub.]

Ugh... Jeez, what the heck is wrong with my body?

[he pushes himself into a sitting position, still scowling angrily at his legs, and tries to stand. he achieves some wobbly success, but ends up bracing himself against a young tree nearby. Gon hangs his head with an exasperated, loud groan.]

Augh, dang it!

[he has to at least gather his stuff; as it is, he can't even contact anyone right now! he's gotta find his watch...]

Stupid legs!! Work, or I'll break you myself! This sucks!

[sing_for_me]

[ Alex had been walking back after helping out with harvesting at one of the farms. She’s learned quite a few tips on growing veggies and the like, and has gotten some fresh produce out of it too. A win win really.

As she makes her way towards the incline, something suddenly zips past her, barely missing the merrow. Stunned in place, she turns her head slowly and sees the fishing rod on the ground.

....A direct attack?!

No, no. Obviously no one was going to actually fling a fishing rod at her. It doesn’t look broken, she thinks after picking it up. There also seems to be a few other things lying on the ground from where it came from. One by one, like a short trail of bread crumbs, she gathers these items until she’s close enough to hear someone’s voice. ]

Is someone ther—- Oh my god, are you alright?!

[ The sight of the child has Alex scrambling up to where he is, placing the backpack (she’s put the stuff back inside) in her arms down as she looks him over. ]

Where does it hurt? Did you twist or break anything?

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[Gon deflates with some relief when Alex approaches him, though it does wound his pride just a little bit to be found in such a state and to rely on a stranger...

but whatever, he's of no use to anyone in this state, now is he? thankfully, it seems like this nice lady managed to collect his stuff...]

Um, I don't think so! My legs have just been hurting kinda badly for the last few days... They just suddenly gave in... Thanks so much for getting my stuff together.

[sing_for_me]

[ From the ears and the horns coming from his head..faun? And a one that was still changing perhaps? ]

Where were you headed?

[ She slings the bag over her back, then holds her hands out for him to grab onto. ]

[glitzandglamour]

[Why is Mettaton out here...? It's taken him a year to admit it to himself, but he's far better at being a Monster when he lets himself... be a Monster. And one of those demands of his is to run, which isn't the worst thing his body could demand of him. He loves his legs, even if they're very... rabbitine now.

Reason or no, outside of the city's far easier to run in without dodging foot traffic or buildings. But it's when he's deciding to return to Aefenglom proper when he hears someone holler, and though he wouldn't be able to help very much if they were being attacked by Shades or something (here?? in the farmlands?), he's possessing of the ethics to at least check to see what the matter is. The Puca halts at the top of that incline, gazing down upon Gon as he stabilizes himself against a tree and curses his wobbliness.

... Mettaton was indeed running in an impressive pair of stilettos, because he sure is wearing them. He's nearly a whole seven feet tall.]

Oh my. I could be asking you the same thing you ask your lovely legs. What's the matter, darling? Having some transformative troubles...?

[His equally impressive ears lean ever forward, silver fur tipped in black as he meanders down the incline like it's not even there. Mettaton is a professional at Walking, and generally Ambulating About. He has a range of experience, after all, and is quite proud of having legs.]

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[wow. there are some unfortunately familiar vibes with this guy—down to the way he speaks, to the way he styles himself, and to his impressive stature (though this guy is certainly taller)—but Gon's eyes are immediately on the ears, and the...chrome.]

Wah! Mettaton!!

[Gon's still clinging to the tree, but he straightens up, practically yelling with excitement. he'd had enough clues about Mettaton's appearance during their conversation to identify him—after all, there probably weren't a lot of robot pucas around...]

[glitzandglamour]

[Mettaton may come in a variety of flavors, and he's not the only robot in the city... but he's the only robotic Puca, that much is certain. Being recognized without knowing who he's speaking to is not new to Mettaton, not by a long shot, but he still takes satisfaction in it. He nods.]

So you know me... Yes! We must have spoken... Either over the network, or I'm visiting you in your dreams! It wouldn't be the first time. Haha...

[But he can't place Gon's voice, so it must not've been a voice/video conversation. The Puca wanders closer, stopping nearer to Gon.]

Don't be a stranger, now. I like having the names of any of my fans. [And, unsaid: strangers. But everyone is a potential fan, right........?]

[lightblooming]

( Aqua just barely catches sight of Gon struggling to move before she quickly rushes to his side, wanting to help him get to wherever he needs to go. Her first thought is that he must be dealing with a new change. It's something she can sympathize with - some changes are more difficult to adapt to than others. )

Gon, are you alright?

( And uh-- what was that about breaking his own legs?? )

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Aqua!

[Gon's expression lights up, eyes going wide, and then he beams, excited to see his friend despite how his legs are being a pair of BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKERS. his smile shrinks somewhat timidly with her concern, and he rubs the back of his neck a little.

man, not again... why is Aqua always catching him in some embarrassing, needy state?]

Um... My legs have been hurting really bad and I suddenly couldn't really walk, so I fell down the hill.

[lightblooming]

( She stops at that, brows furrowing - her tone becoming much more stern. )

You should have been resting, Gon. Let's find a place to sit. I can make ice for your legs then.

( He shouldn't be out like this... Why did he think to walk around in a place like this?

She shifts then, moving closer to Gon. )

Here. I'll help you walk.

POST VARIOUS STATES OF FOREST COLLAPSE

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[Gon eventually makes it home through the help of some very kind strangers, and once he's finally settled in bed, legs numb and tingling from the sheer volume of his pain, Gon feels... exhausted. while he has a great pain tolerance, such a consistent and persistent level of high pain is really tiring...

Gon rests for a bit, relaxing as he reflects on his day, then sighs heavily. he's been ignoring the pain for days, not expecting it to mount and to become this bad—but as Aqua chastised him for, he should have been resting on those days... not pretending that the pain wasn't there.

defeated, Gon gropes around for his watch, tossed haphazardly somewhere on his bed. after nearly dropping it on his face, Gon manages to get his shit together and do as intended: message Killua.]

hey Killua!!

I hope you're having a good night :-D

But, i don't think I can hang out tomorrow, my legs um

stopped

[Gon meant to type "working" after that, but had sent it prematurely. well, whatever. it's still true]

[killuwatt]

[ It doesn't take Killua long to answer. He's been waiting for Gon, though he won't admit it, knowing Gon usually comes over in the evening. They've taken to getting dinner together, whether Gon insists on cooking or 'teaching' him to cook or whether he gives in to Killua's laziness. It just feels... comfortable, lately.

But today, Killua's been having a weird feeling, a sort of distant discomfort that he doesn't realize can be attributed to the Bond. He'll learn.

The message is not at all what he expected. ]

they what

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stopped working

I was out to forage and just explore and stuff and my legs hurt so bad i collapsed! I managed to get home with some help and then i was distracted by that so once I had my stuff again I forgot to message you to let you know what was happening

[Gon doesn't think to text people while in the company of others, of course!!! he is Polite. and also just still isn't used to tech.]

theyve been hurting for the last few days but it wasn't THAT bad so I was kind of ignoring it a little

Of course now I can't do that haha

When I stand its really shaky and painful and I just fall over right away!

[killuwatt]

[ His legs hurt?

This idiot... If they've been hurting for a few days and the pain was so bad he couldn't even walk, and considering Gon had failed to mention a reason like an injury, Killua doesn't struggle to put two and two together. He'd been sort of waiting for this. ]

Gon are your legs transforming?