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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It's legitimately sad how incredibly impressed she is by that, after months of traveling with a pack of idiots who couldn't always be arsed to remember that speaking a Dread King's name aloud often means suddenly the Dread King has just become aware that someone has invoked his name.
God. She'd forged a bond with her boys in the time that they'd journeyed together, no doubt of that, but man. Sometimes they were just dumb as a sack of rocks, and it still sometimes surprises her when people aren't.]
You think that's really what it is? Someone here, grabbing and bringing people here?
[...Oh, hey.]
So you're not from around here either, then. You're from somewhere else.
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Yeah, I'm from a world called Eos. Where, you know, we have actual colors. And food that doesn't taste like crap.
[:(]
Honestly, though, I dunno what it could be that brought us here. You hear about traveling to other dimensions in comic books and stuff, but, like, in real life? I'm totally lost. It feels like there's got to be a reason, though, right?
[A bleak, colorless landscape and an empty town filled suddenly with people who don't know what's going on, prisoners of their own confusion and fears. Prompto rocks a little on his feet, hands clasped nervously together in front of him.]
Like, with all of us here, something's just waiting to happen.
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[There's so much she's tempted to say to him right now, so much she'd express if she were a different person under different circumstances with far different levels of utter terror herself. She'd commiserate, for one thing; she'd say something like, I thought that too, once. She'd say, I know someone who can do that. She'd say, I think he's the one who sent me here.
But the most that she knows about Prompto Argentum from Eos right now is that he reads comic books and likes taking pictures of birds, and that's not nearly enough to warrant that kind of spilling of her best-kept secrets.
Kind of a shame, that.]
I think you're right, though. There's got to be a reason. People don't do things like this without a reason.
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I dunno if it'd be better or worse if we knew what that reason was. ...Better, I guess. Because at least then we'd have an idea of what we're up against, if it's something bad.
[Which it Probably Is, let's be real. After a second, Prompto shakes his head and returns to putting all his heart into being cheery and uplifting.]
Nothing we can do about it just worrying about it like this, though. I dunno about junk food, but one of my friends back in town managed to grow real potatoes! I bet we can find a way to make it terrible for you if you want.
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[A figure of speech that is usually a safe bet, given that she hasn't lived in a place where the word dollar means anything for months. Still, the point isn't really about whether or not she'd pay money for it, anyway, now is it.]
...That was a smooth subject change, by the way. Very graceful, good follow-through, stuck the landing.
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[He preens a little himself, leaning up higher on the balls of his feet, adjusting the fall of his hair across his forehead. It's not a real compliment, of course, he wouldn't know what to do with himself if it were, but playing along with jokes is his thing.]
I gotta earn those dollars somehow, you know? If you need any more subjects changed, I'll be here all week. Uh, probably.
[...]
So what's a dollar?