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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kimi no kioku intensifies
.... but it isn't like "aigis likes this person" is a hard line to pass either. ]
If you were friends with her, I am sure she was a wonderful person. I would have liked to meet her.
[ ryoji was a one-time incident and aigis has atoned. ]
Though... I'm sorry if I reminded you of someone you miss, Minato-san.
[ welcome to her life ]
STOP THIS
Minato just shakes his head at that, head tilted at her harmlessly.]
It's fine. I'm happy to talk about her--it's good that more people will remember her this way. So don't worry about asking about things like that, Aigis.
Oh--this is the house here.
[VERY BLUE!!! unsurprisingly, really.]
i love you cal im not sorry
still, she nods, and fortunately doesn't have to think too much on balancing the gentle line between remembering and regretting as their destination comes up.
and yes that is
very blue.
all aigis can really say is-- ]
--It reminds me of your hair.
i guess...........i love you too......
Yeah, people don't seem to be very surprised that I was sorted into blue. I wonder why...?
[That is. A Joke.
A very deadpan joke.]
senpai....
[ the joke
aigis's head. ]
Should we head inside?
[ yeah
continuing like this is no big deal ]
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He just.
Nods slowly.]
I see... Well, I'm glad to hear it's a calming color for you. [His hair, that is. But also the color associated with him. It's fine.]
Let's go. [Opening the door for her!! Come on in, Aigis, it is clean but otherwise there is like nothing here.
Okay, there's furniture, and a couple of projects on the table (sewing projects, from the looks of it), but otherwise, yeah. Not a lot.]
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[ is what she says before she steps in, because she has long since evolved from the savage that invites herself in, standing over beds creepily.
however, aigis is quite obviously taking in all of the not-a-lot of minato's home. minato's room back home didn't exactly have a whole lot of... well, a lot, but it's not like she really had expectations in the first place.
but it is minato-like anyway. ]
You were right... There are no talking flowers.
[ obviously. aigis. but she shimmies on deeper in, observing some more, before she nods wisely.
she's decided. ]
... I enjoy what you have done with the place.
[ that's what you say when you go into someone's house, right..... ]
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[How else is he supposed to respond to that...? He knows it's basically just clean and empty, but he supposes that's good enough. The other nicknacks he's collected are all in his room...
But, well. It's a very Aigis thing to say anyway.]
It's clean, anyway, and is okay enough to sleep in.
[A shrug!!]
There are other rooms, so naturally you're welcome to stay if you want. I don't have any other housemates. [Anymore.]
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[ what goes unsaid is that it would remind her of the dorms back home, for obvious reasons. it does pop up in her mind for a moment, but--
--she'll ignore the implications of that, the pang in her chest, and make her way to the table, looking over the projects sitting there as a distraction. ]
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Of course. I'd feel better to have you close by, Aigis.
[That's said sincerely; it'll feel like the dorms to him too, but unlike Aigis' pang in her heart, for him, it just feels a little like coming home when he thought he'd never be able to.
Selfishly, he'd like to hold onto that feeling as long as he possibly can.]
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it's a whole bunch of things that stir in her, hearing that. it hurts... but it doesn't, at the same time? the reassurance that her presence is a pleasant thing for him, that she can continue to speak to him and hear those reassurances--mixed with the heavy reality in the background.
she should focus on the present, shouldn't she?
it isn't like she needs to worry about that right now. is that wrong?
the response still comes so easily when she turns to speak to him with a small smile, despite it all. ]
I will... always be close. I promised to stay by your side.
[ yikes.
somehow saying that was easier than stewing in the aftermath of it, so she turns back to the table quickly. ]
Um... I... These clothes... Did you make these?
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(Or maybe he's just not ready. Not yet. He'll talk to her about it eventually, though, because who knows how long he has...?
Embrace every moment. That's what it's all about.)
For now, he nods quietly, moving over to the table as well.]
Sort of... there's a lot of old clothing here that can be found around the town--I've just been tweaking it a little for people so that it's less...
[...]
...Well, less hideous, honestly.
It gives me something to do in my free time, so it's nice.