**Prior to
this log.**
[Talking pumpkins getting you down? Not Bartimaeus! The day has been quite fruitful for him, as he found the Nathaniel pumpkin early and spent at least four hours listening to it curse him out for not being there. Still, being called a "foul demon" and "reprehensible djinni" for not freeing the bumpkin (boy-pumpkin, get it?) gets old.
Nattyumpkin rests right where Bartimaeus found it, left to well-deserved suffering while the djinni has found a new place to rest.
Many new places.
You see, Bartimaeus has turned himself into a pumpkin and, throughout the day, will be perched in different areas of the Keep to provide a little variety to the litany of agony and torment that's been going on. Keepites that happen to pass him by may hear such gems as:
> Your mother was a watermelon!
> (belching)
> That's what she/he said.
> Got a light? My face went out.
> EDIT: (think
Fable 3 gnomes)
There's no limit to what he might say, but do assume it to be crass or amusing. Then theres the matter of
his appearance; he pulled out all the stops just for you. And you. And you!
Approach the Bartiumpkin? Y/N/WTF?]