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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this is already the worst
[ it’s a testament to genuine interest that she isn’t yawning him off—whether or not that’s going to change as soon as the spell breaks remains to be seen, but for now, she’s awake and alert. ]
Is this going to be a fight, or are you just asking me to train you?
mistakes were made
[He isn't!! laughing!! Now they're both insulted, and one of them is thirsty in two ways. This is the most awful thing to ever happen.]
I don't need training. [UGH.] But I'll make you a deal. If you can get me to kneel during our fight, I'll let you train me.
[She isn't gonna make him kneel, he thinks. He's... Too Strong(tm).]
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as silly as it is, though, she knows when to take something seriously. he is strong. she can feel it. ]
Sounds interesting! A little exercise before dinner never hurt anyone.
[ she doesn’t move from her spot because she hates exerting herself, but a flick of her fingers does call down a crack of lightning.
shocking! ]
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It could have been anything. Fire, ice. He would have been immune. But no, it's lightning. The only thing else besides strength he has going for him is speed. That's fine. He's fast.
The edges of his form blur inward, and he vanishes right before the charge sears the ground where he stood. It looks like teleportation, but in essence, it isn't. He moves so quickly he breaks visibility and reappears when he stops on the other side of her.]
The least you could do is make an effort. What kind of vampire are you that you don't even use your fangs?
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Are you offering?
[ she smiles pleasantly, and there’s the briefest shift in her form before there’s what seems like a ghost of herself on the other side of him.
weightless, soundless, ultimately just an illusion—a doppelgänger that leans right on his shoulder, like it’s going to bite. ]
I am feeling a bit faint.
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Drinking my blood would probably kill you on the spot. Not that I wouldn't turn your fangs into trophies before you had the chance.
[All at once, he unsheathes his sword and vanishes briefly again. Whether the illusion simply dissipates or actually loses a head, he doesn't care. The streak of his sword arcs directly through the doppelgänger's neck, but rather than follow through with an attack to her actual self, he comes to stand in place a foot from where he had last been.
It feels almost like a cat playing with its food maybe.]
Anything else? I'll let you finish before I show you what all I'm truly capable of doing.
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[ sierra is powerful, but she’s not all-powerful, nor does she think of herself that way. she doesn’t doubt that she could get majorly hurt if she doesn’t watch herself, and right now, her mouth is her greatest weapon.
fangs included, of course. ]
Sorry, let me start over.
[ this time, she telegraphs her attack by raising her hand in the air, but it’s not like she tries to keep her moves secret anyway.
the crack of lightning is bright enough that it seems to darken the space around them for an instant, and—well, nash always did say her aim could use some work. rather than one powerful bolt, she already knows he’s faster than she is, so there are several spaces where the lightning hits the ground, leaving smoking dirt and grass wherever it might miss him. ]
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He's having fun up until the charging heat of one grazes the side of him, and he flips back, away, vanishing until he can reorient himself in the clear when she's finished.
Damn.]
And here I thought you were too worried about breaking a nail.
[With a few pieces of hair, the white headband splits at the fray where the heat got it, fluttering away to his feet. Free, the skin of his forehead splits open and the Jagan winks awake.]
I won't have to go easy on you then.
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What’s that little trick?
[ it feels likely that the two of them are going to destroy the town before they’re done here today. ]
Should I be worried?