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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[Or is she really that strong? That seems like a powerful quirk indeed. He's partly intrigued, partly concerned.]
More importantly... I couldn't help but see everything. Do you want to talk about it?
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[She shrugs - but at his question, she sort of clams up a little and glances off to the side.]
...you saw that, huh? Not sure if I should apologize for the mental image or not. The sight of him has scared off more monsters than I can count.
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That's not the part I'm concerned about, so don't apologise.
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I think there are more important things to be worrying about than what I may or may not remember. Do you need a lozenge or something? I might have one... [Time to dig around in her shoulder bag for a cough drop!]
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Thanks, but it would take more than a lozenge to fix. I'll manage. [Somehow he always does, even if he can't hide the bad shape he's in.] Listen, I won't pry any further. But if you need to, don't be afraid to talk to someone.
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Don't worry about me talking to someone about it. I'll manage. [She's the worst and I'm sorry.] Did you catch some kind of bizarre illness after coming here, or have you always been like that?
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It's not an illness, it's an old injury. I got it five years ago. [And since they seem to be trading nightmare fuel, he lifts his shirt to reveal the scar, spiderlike across his abdomen.]
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[Yikes. That's... that's definitely a yikes. Sadie is pretty sure there are healing spells and potions that could potentially do something about it, but she's trained in speaking Divine Words, not in the healing arts.]
You must be rather strong, having dealt with something like that for five years.
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I do what I can with what I have. [So when he says 'I'll manage', he really does mean it. He's gotten this far, after all.]
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You ought to see if somebody here can help. You never know - there may be a healer who's skilled enough to do something about a five-year-old wound.
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[He wants to press her a little further about those memories, but with how successfully she deflected, he won't push his luck right now. Maybe he can learn more in other ways, though.]
What's your name, young miss?
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I'm Sadie Kane. What's yours?
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[He extends a hand for her to shake.]
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It could have been better, but I suppose it could have been worse. We'll just have to keep a stiff upper lip about it, Toshinori. [you're like thirteen sadie please call him "Mr. Yagi".] So - anyway, are you planning to stay out here warning people away from the flowers all day?
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No, I think now that I've rested I can head back. It'd be more efficient to head back to town and spread the word, than wait here where others are already in danger of wandering into trouble.
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[She grins.]
If we run into any more of those horrid flowers, I can blow them up before they cause a problem.
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[He pauses and quickly adds--] Oh, but keep the explosions to a minimum. Emergencies only, okay?
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If you insist. [she'll behave... for now... it's fine. back into the woods they go! sadie darts ahead and tries to push the tree branches out of the way so they don't snag on All Might's hair or anything. see, she's being helpful.]
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So where are you from, Sadie?
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Oh, well - I grew up in London, but I live in Brooklyn now. What about you?
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[He grins. His English is actually fine, accent aside.]
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[she's just a language snob]
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Goodness... I'm sure my American friends would disagree. But, either way, it's nice to meet someone from the same world.
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