Prompt 1:
 t's probably been at least a little while since you managed to climb out of the well, so hopefully you've dried off by now and are enjoying poking around the Town. But who cares about all of that? More importantly, the Town has a new feature this time, for reasons entirely unknown to everyone.
The flowers...seem to be talking. They have no faces, but they will definitely turn to talk to you, and if they have had their color restored, they will very brightly and contentedly compliment you, or your clothing, or wish you well.
If they haven't? Prepare yourself for all sorts of horrible, horrible insults, because that's all that's coming your way.
Prompt 2:
 ow are you settling in? Is the Town treating you well? It's not as bad as it used to be; some of the houses have color, some of the food has color and taste as well. It's been polished up a bit since everyone first got here.
Granted, when you wake up that morning to find yourself in full fancy wear of many different types (all colorless, and gender has nothing to do with which you might end up in), you'll find that the Town might not be as well put together as it seems.
You can't get out of the formal wear. It just won't come off, no matter what you do. Which wouldn't be so bad, but... it seems like these clothes will snag on just about everything in the Town, which is far from smooth. Try not to trip over those loose cobblestones, or your dress snagging on a nail sticking out from a door frame. This is really not the place for this sort of clothing.
Prompt 3:
e loves me, he loves me not... that's a pretty familiar game, right? For some reason, the urge to pick one of those flowers and casually pluck the petals from it while playing that game is going to grow stronger and stronger the more flowers you see. Eventually? You're just going to have to cave to it.
(Certainly it doesn't help that the flowers scream a bit when you pull their petals; they still can talk right now, after all!)
She loves you, she loves you not...and by the time you've picked the last petal, you've forgotten who you were even thinking of originally -- instead, the very next person you see is going to be the victim of a very impassioned declaration of love. Don't worry, you'll come back to yourself...after you declare your undying love for everyone to hear.
Prompt 4:
 ut no matter how many people tell you not to go into the forest, however, it's still rather enticing, isn't it? It's sitting right there, waiting for you to explore it, waiting for you to just step a little bit out of the Town...
And soon, you're surrounded by the dark boughs of the trees, the twisty, turny paths of the woods, where it feels like you're wandering in circles for hours upon hours --
And then, after ages of tree branches yanking at your hair and roots tripping you up, you find a clearing.
And in that clearing? There's a field of flowers. They're colorless -- strangely eerie because of it, but still distinctly recognizable to the flower familiar as Asphodel. And touching any single one of those flowers will suddenly give you vivid memories of one of your precious friends -- so long as they're dead. Anyone around you is going to experience that flash of memory too, so be careful!
Extra:
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[Guren stares, honestly a little concerned now that Reim seems to be leveling out. You okay there, buddy...]
Trust me, you don't wanna be with a guy like me. I'm always in danger and never home. [As a summary. He frowns and gestures at Reim with his free hand.]
Maybe the town is screwing with you. It does that, sometimes.
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No, but he'll really want to. First: hm.]
Ah, that kind of self-deprecating description is so familiar... [Can it be? Everyone he will ever meet is like this?]
I'm starting to think something has gone wrong. Me. I've gone wrong.
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Should I knock your head down again? [It's mostly a joke.]
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No, thank you!! I'm fine now! [He's holding his notebook up in self-defense.] I've reconsidered the logistics of adopting a gaggle of children...!!
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[Okay, Reim is cute again, he is spared. Guren lowers his fist, stepping closer just to nudge him in the arm. Friendly nudge. Between bros who don't want to have children together.]
Glad I don't have to snap you out of it. [hm.] Anyway, what's with the notebook?
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What do you mean...? I may have been more prone to delusions than previously thought, but a notebook is just a notebook.
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[ya nerd]
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[Including managing most people!! Let him live.]
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[He uses his laptop like a modern day nerd.]
Is that what you were going to manage our kids with? [lol]
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Please, let me forget my moment of mania... [ahem!!] But if that were the situation... yes, more or less.
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[Maybe now he can get a nap]
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he makes sure to do the anime glasses sheen thing first--]
How many?
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25. Give or take a few.
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Alright. I'll begin as soon as I know where to find each of them!
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You're serious?
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Why would you ask, if you're just going to do this...?
[When does divine punishment end?]
Yes, I am very serious.
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[Guren breathes out a laugh, crossing his arms.] Pretty much everyone here needs looking after, and too many of them are teens or kids. But we're all family, here. If you can help with that, that's a good thing.
They're exhausting.
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I'm in upper management, so you could say I've been exhausted my entire career.
[So, children? Children are simple.]
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But Guren thinks he's in fine control of himself, thanks. He gives Reim a sympathetic look.]
Well, as long as you're used to it. [A pause.] But, there are a few of us who can help each other out in the long run. I'm used to dealing with them, too, so I don't mind stepping in once in a while.
But they're all pains in the ass. [It's not like he likes them or will still help or anything baka]
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Do you take shifts...? [This is honestly a joke because no one has ever helped Reim take care of his gaggle of nutcases and angsty teens in his entire life. But is there a schedule.]
I'm sure it's just growing pains.
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Hah. Just wait. Before too long, and you'll have them in your house, uninvited, messing with everything.
[That's not nearly as bad as when they're hurt, but he doesn't feel like being serious right now.] My name is Guren Ichinose, by the way. Who're you?
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Ah, well, at least I don't have an office to ransack, this time around. [Ha HA, he has suffered. Anyway, shake his hand.] Reim Lunettes.
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But sure, he'll shake his hand.]
Nice to meet you. Have you found your laptop yet?
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My what?
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[Another one of These. He sees now, why he has a notebook.] Nevermind, we'll start at a smaller step. How about your house? Did you find a building with any of your extra stuff in it?
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