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:
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...Not me.
[He's using both hands now to cover his face, fingers curled to palms, eyes completely hidden. It must hurt, how hard he's biting his lip.]
He made Noct. Think I was... That was before. Then he caught me on my way to m-meet back up with you guys, and locked me up in the dark. He kept teasing Noct, like... like it was a game...
[He could hear it a little, distant snippets of laughter he was too out of it to understand. 'Your princess is in another castle, try again'; how much of it sounded like that?]
I was so happy when you found me, how selfish is that, it was obviously a trap the whole time!
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[Strange, how that seems to be such a recurring trend — when one of them gets separated from the rest, he's made vulnerable, he's preyed upon. Ardyn had tricked him with Gladio's appearance, long enough to get into position and take him prisoner. Ardyn had done something to separate Prompto from the rest, and captured him, locked me up in the dark.
...And if what Prompto is saying is accurate, then he'd simply left Prompto there for Noctis to find. Baited some trap with him, then tricked Noctis...
But tricked him into what? Being devoured by the crystal? What purpose could that possibly serve — and more importantly, how would something like that serve Ardyn?]
Prompto...
[Why don't you abandon that flotsam to a watery grave and come with me?
...
No. It wasn't when he'd used Gladio's image that Ardyn had tried to separate him from the group, was it? No...he'd offered to do it. Come with me.
So, then — if he had refused, and a battle had ensued, and Ardyn had left him for dead...
...had he then switched his attentions to capturing Prompto to bait his trap?
So, then. Whose "fault" is this, really...?]
Did you really think, if he'd taken you away from us, that we wouldn't do everything we could to come after you...?
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I knew you would. I-in the end. I knew you'd all come for me, but...
[It's audible this time, his shivering, uneven breath. Prompto dashes the moisture furiously from his eyes before he presses them into his fists.]
It's not worth it. Me for Noct, what--what kind of exchange is that, I'd fight all the daemons in Niflheim down there by myself if it meant he'd be safe, with you guys--it's not fair, I don't care if he's the king, he's my best friend and he came all that way for me and, Ignis, I couldn't--!
[For all he's the baby, for all he doesn't have to comport himself with the dignity of the court, the centuries of history balanced on his shoulders, Prompto doesn't actually cry all that much. Now, he breaks, sobbing into the heels of his hands right there in the middle of the street, because the reason he's made himself hold up--the reason Prompto Argentum, as he is, exists--slipped right through his fingers. After everything he braved out there in the snow, in there in the dark, the place he resolved to go is gone. And he was powerless to protect it.]
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I know. I know, I know.
[They're not just hollow reassurances. He understands precisely the anguish that Prompto is reeling from; it's the same horrified despair he'd just locked away within himself minutes before, the one that comes wrapped up in ribbons of failure failure failure.]
He will be safe. We'll find a way.
[Noct wants to change things. Save him, save Luna. Set things to rights. More and more, that's a future that Ignis wants to believe in, too.]
And you're back with us, now. Noct is here, I'm here. You're both safe here, believe me.
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Noct is here.
[He repeats it, because that didn't sink in before. Noct is here, he hasn't even challenged Leviathan yet. Prompto lets himself sag a little more, trying to process the unbelievable relief of that. Noct is here.]
He's okay?
[Of course he is, Prompto knows that just from the fact Ignis is here, okay himself, with care to spare for him. It's impossible to conceive of a world where Ignis is okay and Noctis isn't.
Prompto just wants to hear him say it. When Ignis Scientia says something, it becomes more than fact; and if it isn't fact yet, he'll make it so.]