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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Archer (Tristan) | Fate/Grand Order
“Please don’t move,” says Archer politely as he stops you in the middle of the road, hand on your shoulder. “Your clothing appears to have snagged onto my harp.” On one of the more pointy bits of it, anyway.
With a reassuring smile, he adds, “Please allow me to free you. But I warn you not to move until I say so—else I might cut off your head by accident.”
Prompt 3
He’s standing by the roadside, judiciously plucking the petals off of a flower with a frown of utmost concentration, even as the tiny thing hurls myriad insults at him—wife-stealer, traitor, your music sucks!!!
Normally, he’d have left such creatures well enough alone—he is a knight, after all, and he cares not to harm the helpless. But the compulsion to reach out and pluck one out of the ground had been a strong one, and before he even realized it, he began plucking a petal, all the while thinking of Iseult.
At first. By the time that last petal has been plucked he turns to you with a look of surprise, the stem of the flower and the memory of Iseult herself slipping forgotten from his fingers. He even cracks open his eyes at this exquisite vision unfolding before him in sparkles and rainbows, as he quickly dashes toward you—be you man, woman, or neither; be you animal, mineral, or vegetable—all’s fair in the matters of the heart, after all, and Tristan has far too much of it to begin with.
So don’t mind him if he gallantly sweeps you off of your feet without warning—or tries to, if you happen to weigh like a horse or worse—laughing all the while as he exclaims, “My dear, you are a sight to behold! Will you be mine?”
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[ Bring your own prompt! I can go with either prose or action, as you please. ]
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[ The tone of familiar laughter seems to shine through the otherwise colorless world. It's no one but Gawain, and he seems to be taking everything in stride. This is just another one of those Round Table jokes, clearly. ]
Ah, to give your heart to one who isn't betrothed to another — that is quite unlike you, Sir Tristan. But I should like to think that your attempt to carry me is the most unusual thing about you.
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I may have to rectify this immediately.
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You know what, he’ll just ignore that shade. ]
It appears that your brilliance must have blinded me with some strange madness.
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[ Hey, he's. He's just saying. ]
Not to worry; I think nothing of it. It appears the lot of these flowers have been a bother to passersby, so I came down from the Town to investigate.
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They were only flowers. [ And in his tone of voice is a tacit reminder of their codes of chivalry, though he does not expect Gawain to truly administer such ruthless justice on the nearby vegetation.
Which means… ]
But surely these alone could not have brought you out here. Is there some danger afoot?
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So nevermind the fact that it snagged on Tristan's harp because of some hoodoo magic. She figured she just needed more practice walking in it.]
O-oh! [She was stopped by a warm hand, and she was wondering why she felt like she was being tugged.] I thank you--...excuse me?
[Did he say he was going to accidentally cut her head off?! NOT THE HAIR.]
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It is not my dress, so feel free to ruin it. A-ah, though it would be such a waste...
[She just doesn't like ripping clothes in general!]
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[ Never mind that they aren’t hers—he’s still going to be a gentleman about this, dammit. ]
Especially as it was my instrument that had taken you unawares. [ Gotta blame himself no matter what. ]
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Mmm, but if it will make it easier for you, then feel free. I do not mind. If anything, I can try to fix it after, should I have to.
[She also shakes her head.] No, it is not your fault either. It was not like you intentionally caught my dress, no?
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No, it was not, but ah… [ Maybe it was the wind or something? It sure is weird for a dress to catch on Failnaught like that when he’d tucked it safely out of the way of passerby, but granted, some weapons really aren’t easy to hide. ]
This is quite firm material.
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Hmm...?
[Also his suspicions are correct, being that she's not exactly the type to just carelessly have articles of clothing stuck on...well, yeah, weapons.]
Mmm...it is...I would be able to assist but as you said, I am afraid that if I moved, your harp would cut my hair. For some reason, it looks...sharp? Is that why you told me not to move?
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Wh, w, w-wait, WAIT—!! [ Don't mind as they erect a sudden wall of liquid gold between them and this handsy stranger using the alloy of their arms. Please look with your eyes and not your hands. ]
Don't go grabbing people so suddenly, even if they're beautiful!
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He turns to the sudden magical wall of gold between them, and carefully extricates his hands from that mess. ]
You have my apologies. I seem to have mistaken you for someone else. [ At least that’s the excuse he’s rolling with because what the fuck just happened and also he doesn’t want to fuck with someone he already perceives as a mage. ]
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[ Allow them a moment to laugh weakly and come back down from the surprise of that, drawing the wall back into relative shape with the rest of their arm. ]
I mean-- it's fine. Is that how humans greet each other?
[ Making some bold assumptions that this guy is human, but he's squishy and fits the relative description of one..]
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Perhaps if they were…intimate. [ Hmm, maybe he’s giving this guy the wrong idea, here. But given how alien Phosphophyllite looks it’s better to just be honest straight up.
Even if this is slightly embarrassing. No way is he going to answer that first question now. ]
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[ What kind of answer is that.. All Phos has now is more questions. They give a quizzical tilt of the head, looking at Tristan with some amount of expectation. Please explain, human. ]
What do you mean by that?
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When two people who are very much in love with each other have spent a long time apart, why, such a greeting might be done to express the breadth of emotion in that reunion. Ah, indeed…such a greeting would imply a happy end to an otherwise tragic tale…
Prompt 3
Um, are you sure I'm the one you're looking for?
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Unless you happen to be a beautiful princess in disguise.
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[Ryuu does feel a little bad about disappointing him. Who knows he was probably looking for someone when Ryuu walked by.]
Is there someone you are looking for?
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[ Well, this got a little sad— ]
Though I must apologize for having caught you unawares.
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[ see lulurino this is what happens, you come back to a game, i shove u to the ground, etcetera, etcetera.
in any case giorno is swept off. (he's light, anyhow.) he's going to casually inspect his nails while he's in his arms, waiting for tristan to offer some real sweet deals on the proverbial table. ]
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