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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jfc
........Uchiha-san......
[Gently pats his hand.]
You don't have to try so hard to popular.
it was spoken in two very different tones i laughed fuck
Not that then. You said you liked to cook. [At least his cool exterior can sooth the burn.] Something to do with the elements of nature, I assume.
drive-by asshole comedy show
That's right. [She is infinitely forgiving.] My abilities are the easiest to understand. [A fact she sounds relieved by. Doesn't need a half-hour episode all to herself to explain she's Captain Planet.]
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What elements? Is there one in particular? All of them?
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Earth, wind, fire, water,
heartand lightning![He sure does sound interested. Having never had the opportunity to talk to someone casually about her new mystery magic, she doesn't know quite whether to say more or if that would come across as boastful.]
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Nature transformations. Almost all ninjas are able to do the same thing, though some are more attuned to particular natures than others.
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[GASP.]
That must mean you, also-! Could you, please -- [gathers courage] show me?
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It depends on what you can do already.
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Okay.
[She changed her own mind, sort of. If she were to offend him by acting too childishly, it would be very upsetting.]
There isn't enough room in here, though.
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[But when he stands up, he realizes he hadn't touched the tea she took the trouble of making. Yikes. Now both of them are in a situation of feeling unintentionally disrespectful.
It's fine.
He takes the tea up and, despite sipping it being much better and appropriate, he throws it back to drink it in one, long go. He's strangely gentle when he puts the cup back down.]
It was good.
[And then he just turns to leave.]
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Ah - Although Hatoko had noticed he hadn't tried her tea, she thought it was for any number of reasons and told herself the real one had nothing to do with her. The cafe's contents could be less fresh than he could tolerate, or he had an allergy, or, whatever!
Nonetheless, to see him make the effort not to hurt her feelings was incredibly touching. The boy she loved most in the world probably wouldn't have noticed the potential slight. Yet, when Juu-kun was observant and caring towards others it made Hatoko swoon uncontrollably.]
Th-thank you, it was nothing.
[She slaps her cheeks with both palms. Focus, focus!! Geez, she'd said that to his back; he was already leaving. A-anyway, she should follow him, and come back later to clean up.]
Any requests? Eeheehee.
[Maybe a little boasting was okay.]
i remembered
Yes. [This is expected by anyone who knows him very well.] Lightning.
Show me a little of what you can do.
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'Kay.
[Humming, she sways a little from side to side. This exhibition has put her in a good mood; it reminds her of the sparring/learning matches she'd had with her friends.]
I'll make targets first.
[Communication, that was one of their rules. It wasn't always followed but sometimes a bit of warning prevented a dozen steel spears from being blown off-course by a blast of wind.
Hatoko creates clay discs out of thin air. They materialize several feet away and reasonably high in the sky so that tilting her chin up is needed to get a proper look at the perfectly smooth, tan circles.
Now, for some -- lightning! CRASH. Again from the clear, unclouded sky comes bright streaks of furious energy - each one meticulously striking a random clay target.
But she doesn't stop there. As soon as the broken multitude pieces of pottery start to fall, the lighting re-appears in thinner but more numerous bursts. The small pieces are turned into even smaller dust.
Best of all? No ninja catchphrase.
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He doesn't use the sharingan or the rinnegan, but even so, his dark eye has the quickest movements when following the clay and the streaks of lightning. He appraises the work almost exactly like he appraised her before in the cafe.
Of course, he has to take in consideration she is just showing him in favor of seeing something back, and she has no intention of becoming a ninja. If so, he'd probably pretend to be a little harder.]
Not bad. How long have you had these abilities?
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Right?
That tactic he's using really is effective; Hatoko isn't one for building up her image but she does have an unusual desire to GIT GUD and really earn a pat on the head.]
Three months, I think.
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Three months. [Hm. His eye lifts upward then returns to her and the area of the dusted clay. Some gifted ninjas learn techniques in a few days, but she is neither a rare ninja nor learning their kind of techniques.
She did manipulate lightning with extreme precision while also manipulating earth. The corners of his lips twitch up into something reassuring.]
Impressive. Not many ninja can work with two natures at the same time in three months of starting.
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Heeheehee~
[He praised her, uwah! It feels good. She hadn't worked too hard on it or anything which makes the skill unusual; she's used to putting an effort into studying or learning to cook to get the best flavours. This must be what it feels like to be a naturally-talented genius! It's a first.]
Look, look. This one is fun too!
[She's happy now, and goes on further without being asked to mix droplets of water in the air, refining them. It doesn't take much time, then adds bursts of rounded, short-lived lightning to create ✨a rainbow✨.]
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He would have astral projected straight into hell if he had been sixteen or seventeen. There had been nothing more infuriating than people not taking skills seriously, than people not focusing on some goal with the utmost ambition. This is almost some Naruto-level shit.
As it is now, he's mellowed just enough for it to be an amusing nuisance.]
I think a lot of the people are tired of being stuck here. Maybe you could give them something to look forward to, hm?
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Things are different now...
[Hatoko comes to a calmer tone, that suggestion forcing her to think. As hopeful as she desperately needed to be towards the belief that she would not be stuck here forever, he had a point.]
Are you going to do that too?
[She's unlikely to do anything alone.]
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[He tips his head toward her in a nod. The edge of his cloak parts, and his arm emerges, palm up and fingers cupped. The sound is something akin to a bunch of screaming birds, honestly, but what swells up in his fist is a rambunctious handful of lightning.]
Chidori. Make something solid and throw it in the air.