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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metera | granblue fantasy
TWO.
THREE.
one!
…Nothing out of the ordinary here. But he does look a little confused. ]
Are you in distress, my lady?
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Turning completely, and with a better look at his face, Metera's expression goes from disappointment to immediate interest. She raises her brows briefly before her lips curl into a grin. ]
Oh~ Yes, I am! [ She feigns, bringing the back of her hand to her forehead and exhaling slowly. ] What should I do? If only there were a big, strong man who would hold me... a damsel in distress.
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I do not know that I am worthy of such a feat, fair maiden. [ “Big and strong,” huh. She might as well be talking about Sir Lancelot or Sir Gawain, who’re actual beefcakes compared to him.. ]
But if there is any other way I might assist you…
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Well, if you won't warm me up, then I guess you could assist me by being my lackey! It's always best to explore with a partner, don't you agree?
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Of course, my lady. I would be honored to be your escort. [ Anyway, he doesn’t have anything better to do—and she is, for lack of a better word, pretty fascinating to him. ]
three.
The entirety of his body seizes up, and instinctively, he puts a hand up between himself and Metera...
...only to accidentally slap her under her chin?! Smooth. If this doesn't dispel all of her supposed affections for him, he doesn't know what will. ]
Hooooooold up! I, I'm sorry, but...!
[ What's a polite and unscandalous way to refuse someone so good-looking?? ]
...You haven't even tasted my home cooking yet! You can't be so hasty about these things, you know!!
[ ah. ]
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and her perspective she is, which is why she looks back to him with tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. ]
Darling, do those things really matter? Especially because when we're together I'll be able to wake up to your home cooking every morning and you'll be able to get a taste of mine every night?
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His tone dips, gentle and patient. His hands go up, as if to placate. ]
Mm, that sounds really great, trust me! But my miso soup is always too salty and my rice is always a little too soft. Don't you think you deserve better?
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Ah, even those little things about you are so cute. How is it that I'm so lucky to have the cutest, while simultaneously most handsome, man in the world~ [ Her word ends with a drawl, but her tone is still so obviously tender it's almost sickening. ] It's fine! Nothing's impossible, so if your cooking is bad that just means I have to teach you.
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He might as well do this the fun way!!
When Metera grabs his hand, Momo takes that opportunity to spin her around— or try to, at least. He might wind up making a fool of himself, but that's fine. ]
That's a really good attitude, but we should definitely try to find out each other's names, first. And we can start as friends!
[ This might be trite, but he is, in fact, Sincere. ]
I might not look it, but I'm really shy, you know. [ A wink. He's definitely Lying. ] You have to be super gentle with me!
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With bright eyes she leans forward, long strands of hair falling not unlike a curtain. If he's shy then this is an easy way to hide him?? Boy. ]
Metera. [ She starts off gently, her name ending in a lazy drawl that's... unfortunately, a little erotic sounding. I'm sorry she's like this. ] Ah, is it because I'm your first love? You don't have to worry, darling, I'll take care of you in the best way possible.
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—and actually laughs when he sees his companion hovering in midair, with her heels drawing long stiletto shadows against the ground. There's something thrilling about seeing someone who can fly, even if she's. Proposing to him, somehow. ]
—Whoa! Wait, wait, Metera-san, is this for real? [ Ignoring the fact that they're basically forehead to forehead. Momo truly has no sense of self-preservation, so there's that. ] You really are someone right out of a fairytale! Come on, you shouldn't be choosing someone like me as your darling at all!
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Don't just lie there, you're in the way. [Hardly, but still.] Just who do you think this is tiring for?
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I'm not bothering anyone right now, so it's no problem. [ You can't just trick her to get back up just like that!!! ] But if you help me then I'll gladly get out of the way~.
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[The way she's caught on this nail is too complicated, and he's not about to force her up on his own to keep her skirt in tact. Sooo... He pulls out a knife from his jacket pocket and rips that little corner off, dropping the rest of her skirt free.]
Done. Now, get up.
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Couldn't you have at least not damage it even more? [ She sighs, palms pressing against the ground before she uses a minimal amount of her magic to help her back onto her feet -- and then off, floating in the air and crossing one leg over the other. ] Ah~ But now I'm free, and my savior is such a handsome man... but when's the last time you washed your hair?
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More importantly: why are so many people This Way.]
Probably about the same time you washed yours. A week, right? [He's so full of it. He slips his knife away.]
It'll get damaged the more you're here, anyway, so don't whine. Same with your hair. [:/]
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[ Or if he does they're all assholes. ]
Is that a threat?
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[He's just saying!!] So, what are you?
[She's floating, among other things... (furry). He can't put a finger on any spirit that he knows of that matches a description like this. It's a casual question, right.]