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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Really? I don't think it's like that. [ But how do you know if a compliment is shallow or isn't? He certainly can't tell. Bolin just takes any compliment that comes his way, because he doesn't get many. ]
I've never seen someone so irritated by nice words.
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A lot of people will tell you whatever they think makes you happy if it'll get them what they want. At least if they're insulting me I know they're just an asshole. [Aw, how cynical. He taps out a cigarette and puts the rest of the pack away as he talks, waiting until he's done talking to stick the filtered end between his lips and light up; he doesn't want to be completely rude.]
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[ Which happens more often than he would like, and makes him sad? Being told he's got a nice bod is a much better experience. Hmm, Bolin doesn't like the smoke too much but he's too nice to outwardly show it. ]
What could a bunch of flowers possibly want from us anyway?
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Could be a trap, could be a freaky magic way to get help pollinating. The way this place looks, it's hard to be sure. Unless all this gray looks normal to you?
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Nope, not normal, I really miss having more than one green shirt. [ Grey peasant clothing get old. ]
But c'mon, it's just a flower. What could it even do? Trigger my allergies? [ Actually that does sound like it would suck, so he would prefer if that didn't happen. Still!! ] You're being way too paranoid, man.
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[He's going somewhere with this, honest.]
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[ It'll all make sense in context. ] Want me to demonstrate?
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-- Which is punt that coin with rock. He tosses the coin into the air and gets into stance, pushing out one of his fists in a punching motion. A segment of the Earth pops right out of the ground, hitting that coin hard and throwing it far, far away. It was nice knowing you, coin. ]
And there it goes! [ It isn't an enemy Stand. ]
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Jotaro tries to keep his cool and work it into the point he was gonna make, but what the fuuuuuck.]
Back home, some animals can do that sort of thing too. It's not unreasonable to assume the same of plants demonstrating intelligence, or to assume that the flowers themselves are a manifestation of that power.
[And now he can't resist his own dumb teenage urge to prove he's just as strong, so he pulls another coin out, covers his hand with Star Platinum's, and flicks that motherfucker so hard it's like a bullet from a sniper rifle. Now he's down two coins.]
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[ He's right in the middle of making sense of all that Jotaro said when that coin goes shooting out into the sky much like an arrow. ]
HOLY BEAVER-COW! Did you just throw the coin?! No, wait, I'm pretty sure I saw your hand turn purple and get all phasey for a second there! Do you have ghost-hands?!
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You just launched a rock with telekinetic kung fu.
[You don't get to be freaked out by purple ghost hands when you have telekinetic kung fu!]
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Hmm. [ They look perfectly physical right now. He gives them a little poke. ] Hmm.
[ Bolin squeezes his finger .] I know. You lost your best friend as a child, but he was inside you the whole time, manifesting as big purple hands that help you whenever you're in trouble! That has to be it.
[ Oh, he should probably be sensitive. ] Really sorry about your friend.
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He's not my friend, he's my Stand. He's a part of my spirit. [He's tempted to not bring Star Platinum out fully, just to teach Bolin a lesson, but after nearly two straight months of whipping it out all the time, it's kind of more natural to show off, so Star appears behind his shoulder in the usual manner. Glowering, because really now.]
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Oh. Okay. I get it now -- Astral projection, like Jinora can do! But your own body's still moving, so I guess it's different.
[ Now he looks Star Platinum over, curious about him. ] But he doesn't look a thing like you. Well, besides how neither of you seem to like smiling a whole lot.
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Are you gonna let me explain, or are you gonna keep spouting bullshit until you run out of ideas or get a fist down your throat?
[Yup, composure at 100% right there.]
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Woah. Uh ... [ Welp. He's mad. Bolin clamps down quickly. Thankfully, he's not the type to argue back. ]
Sure, we can do it your way. Go on.
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Okay.]
You know how snow falls, and when there's a little bit it just melts, but when there's a lot it can pile up on top of everything? The snow is the power of your spirit, and a Stand-- [He flicks his cigarette (which is totally still burning, if not for much longer) at Star Platinum to remind Bolin what he means by that, knocking off all the ash that's accumulated.] --is an avalanche you have to learn to control.
[He hopes that made sense, because he is not feeling like teacher material at the moment.]
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But can this guy talk? Does he know I'm here? [ Does Star have any sentience? He starts to wave at Star Platinum. ]