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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I think it is. [ A Hansel and Gretel reference, that is. ] A lot of things here are based on fairy tales and myths, it seems like.
[ She leans closer to a rocking chair where the "wicker" is made of Red Vines, at which point Conner scolds her lightly. She steps back and turns to him with a small, wry smile. ]
Did I look like I was going to? I'm not in the habit of eating strange food. [ she's not booker who plucks things out of garbage cans ok ]
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(joins her in examining the chair, closing the distance in order to push it into motion. alright, so this is fast becoming one of the strangest things he's seen and he's seen some things that raised that bar pretty damn high. sighs, a bit confounded.)
If I'd known that before winding up at the bottom of a well, I would've brushed up on my children's stories. While they aren't exactly what I was programmed to know, I'm fortunate to be familiar with at least some of the classics.
(there's a point of his finger in no specific direction, brow creasing as he considers the scene.)
There's a witch in that tale, right? And a trail of breadcrumbs?
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[ She at least accepts the apology easily, since it's... Well. She might be slightly annoyed by the assumption, but it's nothing worth dwelling on. And especially not in the face of the candy house they're in. Her posture shifts to thoughtful, and she nods. ]
To be fair, I don't think anyone wouldn't have expected that. I'm used to... strange things, and I wouldn't have imagined it either.
[ ...There it is again, though. "Programmed." She's so curious between some of the ways he talks and the light on his temple, but she's not sure how to fully broach the subject. It also seems like it would be a distraction from what they're doing now. ]
But I read a lot of fairytales growing up, so yes, you're right. Not that I saw a trail of breadcrumbs here, but maybe the birds ate those like in the story. [ She shrugs, since that's mostly a joke. It doesn't matter too much. Instead, she looks around to see where a kitchen might be. ] But there were cages the witch kept children in too.
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(reaches up to touches one of the gobstoppers currently serving as decor on a garish chandelier.)
My experiences with strange things were always very contained. Humans are capable of extraordinary things, but over the course of a single day there are only so many things you can witness until they become the norm. "Desensitization", they call it.
Would that best describe you, Elizabeth?
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I think so. Not long after I got here, I turned into a statue for a month. After that, it's a little harder to be surprised by the strange things that happen.
[ There's a little wry sarcasm in her tone as she shrugs ]
That, and I'm used to seeing extraordinary things. I don't know whether that's good or bad.