Prompt 1:
 he forest looms, uninviting and full of menace, an unwelcoming place for sure. Time to go explore! It isn't as though there's anywhere else to go, now that you've looked around the Town.
The trees whack at you with branches that have far too much mobility for normal trees, strange and mutated animals watch from the shadows and boughs, and there’s the constant, constant sense of being watched --
But eventually, nonetheless, you’ll come across a small house in the forest. It sticks out like a sore thumb, bright and colorful, which is probably the first warning that something is way off, and it’s...covered in candy. It’s a candy house! It looks delicious.
(It’s empty, too, not a single soul in it, without even furniture, but everything is otherwise edible and utterly delicious.)
But if you eat the candy? You’re going to have a terrible, overwhelming urge to do one of two things:
- Fight the first person you see
- Kiss the first person you see
Unfortunate.
Prompt 2:
he problem with a Town like this is that now that color is starting to return, bit by bit? You never really know when color’s going to come back -- or disappear. Maybe you’ve made a delightful, delicious sandwich from handmade bread and tomatoes and deer meat, all of which have color now… and then suddenly, when taking a bite, you get only the taste of ash and bread and tomato as the deer meat loses color.
Also, someone probably died for that color to fade away. Alarming!
Or maybe you’re walking along when suddenly your makeshift clothing is a hideous mix-match of colors; it had seemed fine when it was all grey and colorless!
Or perhaps, even worse, you’re walking out of a house when suddenly, the flowerbed in front of it has full color, bright and maybe a little blinding after so much monochrome. Damn those color mechanics.
Prompt 3:
he quest seems simple, on the Quest Post:
Quest 33:
Feed the Cockatrice.
Requirements: 2 of any color
Key word, of course, is seems. First, you have to find the cockatrice. Maybe grab someone to drag into the woods with you, since there needs to be at least two of you. Time to stomp through the woods in search of the elusive cockatrice.
Of course, once you find it, the quest...looks a bit harder. The monster hisses, ready to turn anyone who approaches to stone, as cockatrice tend to do. What do you even feed that thing? How will you get it to take it without getting stoned up? There are so many questions.
At least the stone will wear off...eventually… if you’re unlucky enough to get petrified.
Prompt 4:
 ut hey, you did it! You fed the cockatrice, it seemed satisfied, and now you can go fetch your reward from your home. It must be something amazing, with the work that you put in.
The only change in your home, though, is what looks like a...picture book. It's got a colorful cover (in your character's color shade), and has their name on the cover, so it definitely belongs to them.
And when they flip it open, it's clearly full of pictures scribbled in, as if drawn in scribbly crayon. Unlike the rest of the Town, this book is fully colorful, every shade of the rainbow in those crayon strokes... which depict, page by page, your character's worst moments in their life. Every single last horrific experience or tragic moment -- it's all there, in colorful, cute children's drawings.
Congratulations!
Extra:
Got something in mind? Want to play with the setting more? The sky's the limit, so feel free and make up your own prompts to play with!
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The story of who and who? They don't sound like anyone I know...
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[ apparently.
he could get into it more, but all that flinching is worrisome so he'll tentatively move a bit closer to try and assess the damage. ]
You didn't break any ribs, did you?
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[Gonna swerve off that conversational track before it goes off the rails, so to speak. Prompto shakes his head and peers up at Dirk as he comes closer, and while he's still feeling kind of keyed-up and paranoid from... well, "stuff," it's kind of hard to be scared of a kid with funny sunglasses.]
How'd you manage to get here without the trees whacking you the whole time? Did they have it out for me personally or what?
[There, that's a plausible enough explanation for looking like a train ran him over, right? Right. The perfect misdirection.]
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he'll indulge for the moment though. ]
I'm fast. Like really fast. I don't give them the chance to hit me.
[ thank god for flash-stepping. ]
Did they gang up on you or something?
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[Anyway, enough About That.]
How fast do you have to be to dodge something like that? You know, I thought I was pretty good...
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as for the question, it's easier to show than tell so he'll oh-so-casually flashstep to the opposite side of the room. it basically looks like he teleported there in the blink of an eye. ]
This fast, I guess? Although it's probably overkill.
[ it's definitely overkill, what a showboat. ]
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[His eyes shoot open, then narrow a little in a frown.]
Hey, that's not just 'being fast,' that's warping! Total overkill, dude, and not just anyone can do that.
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Not really. I don't have any teleportation powers or anything like that. [ he wishes he did. ] Anyone can learn to flashstep with enough practice and dedication.
[ yeah IF YOU'RE A HOMESTUCK. ]
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[Dirk must be a Prince.]
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... Really? I never thought it was a class-bound thing.
[ but wait a minute, he's seen his brother do it too. ]
I know a Knight who can do it. [ a beat. ] Then again, he's related to me. I don't know if that holds any influence.
[ that's not how titles work, he's been told, but you never know? or maybe it's a time thing and dave is not flashstepping at all? oh man, he suddenly has a lot of questions. ]
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If you're royalty, and he's related to you, doesn't that also make him royalty? I mean, how closely related is he? Is he part of your guard, because that'd explain it, too.
[Guys, oh my god, you come from different video game mechanics, you don't have to overthink like this.]
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[ he's supposedly not actual royalty, he ... is just seen as such by those on derse and he's considered a noble by his long-dead consorts? given that, wouldn't it make sense dave was also seen as royalty by proxy? how is the knight class even regarded in the hierarchy? hell if he knows.
too bad the overthinking train has definitely left the station now, choo choo. ]
I don't have a guard. [ whatever that means. ] But we're related through an esoteric process of genetic reamalgamation. I don't know how close that leaves us exactly, we just consider each other brothers.
[ all of these statements make absolute sense. ]
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[Yes, Prompto understood basically all of that and has no questions or deep gut-churning worries whatsoever. Genetics? More like, Ja, no tics, right? RIGHT. HA HA HA.
Anyway, yeah, he only understood like a fifth of the things Dirk just said, he didn't catch enough to do a proper flip off the handle. The handle's just ready in his hand for when it's needed. Prompto and the handle are so tight, splitting isn't even a thing that can be conceived. Conceived normally, just like everyone in this candy house definitely was.]
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or it would be if dirk knew the exact specifics surrounding his nebulous creation. which he doesn't. not really. ]
Genetic reamalgamation. We share genes, or rather from what I understand he has some of mine, so I don't know how close you would want to classify that as. I think it's safe to say that we're definitely in the ballpark of "related". Just slam dunked right in there like Michael Jordan's got nothing on us.
[ wow dirk, what a helpful analogy. truly everything makes sense now. ]