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:
Got something in mind? Want to play with the setting more? The sky's the limit, so feel free and make up your own prompts to play with!
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[hook, line, and sinker
he will walk toward her without hesitation!!]
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Good. Stand right there.
[ then she’s just gonna reel back, no hesitation, for a nice big SLAP.
WAKEY WAKEY ]
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but he obeys and even if he sees the slap coming in true impey fashion he does literally nothing but stand there and take it, even if it pulls a destroyed YOWL from him also]
Gahhh?! Princess?!
What did I do?! Was there something on my face?!
[WAS SHE TRYING TO HELP HIM, he rubs his cheek tenderly..............]
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[ this is worse than she thought—or did she even really think there was a problem in the first place? she steadies herself by grabbing his wrists, and tests the height of her knee. he might want to back out, quickly. ]
Hold still.
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[okay impey's a glutton for punishment and tbh he's hesitant to break out of a lady's hold in any situation - but something is telling him that this is not going to end well. so he's going to try to pull away... even if it's with not even a respectable fraction of his strength because it's rude to startle a lady]
W-Wait, lovely miss, I don't know if I can do that...!
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she’s stronger than she looks, but she releases him before it becomes a struggle on either end. ]
Don’t worry. I just wanted to make sure you understood your position.
[ smiiiiile ]
Are you feeling better?
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[He's not sure if he is? His cheek is still kinda stinging faintly, but he'll just try to straighten up and rub it with the palm of his hand.]
Is that what you were trying to do...? I don't really get it but - thanks? I didn't mean to make you worry or anything but don't worry - I'm just peachy!
[apparently it was just
impey]
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Hoho! If that’s how you feel, then I’ll take another compliment. Go on.
[ is this a test ]
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A lady with confidence is a gift to all who meet her...!!
[THAT WAS SO FAST - and he grins as he says it too, because he's a shameless fool]
If it's words of love and devotion from your sweet and subservient Impey Barbicane, you needn't ask again - I'll praise your name until my voice reaches the heavens, beautiful lady!
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the praise does seem to satisfy her, but there’s still somehow a dangerous edge when she smiles at him. maybe she even seems a little impatient. ]
Keep going.