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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Permanent...?
[What was that written on the side of the writing instrument?]
Forgive me, All Might-san, I must refuse [putting a hand up to block the Sharpie's nib] unless you are willing to perform this ritual of devotion to me in return.
[That's unlikely. His clothes are saved, right?]
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Ritual? What ritual?
[He draws back. Yes, it would seem Iroha's clothes are saved, although now he looks puzzled.]
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Providing your name written by your own hand to be cherished by your devotee. A shrine offering to the gods in reverse, one might say.
[Iroha is firmly planted in the camp of thought which dictates no one does anything without receiving some benefit to themselves. All Might must benefit from keeping his fans loyal. Number One Hero, hm. Many of Iroha's clients shared secrets with their favourite courtesan because no one else could be trusted to see behind their mask. Of course he recognized All Might wore one too.]
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Hm... So are you trying to say you want to exchange autographs?
[He rubs his chin for a second, debating, then straightens up and laughs.] HA HA HA HA! That's fine! I've never received anything like that from a fan before!
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May I?
[Holding his hand out for the pen. Going first is a power move, obvi. Since he's kicking himself now that the ruination of his shirt is inevitable. There is no way to escape without appearing rude.]
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[He's intrigued, so he hands him the pen, then stands in his best superhero pose with his hands on his hips. He might have to get a new suit after this and save this one for the fans if the signings become a fad, but...]
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Enjoying the moment, even if he doesn't care about All Might's fanbase it amuses him to claim this first, Iroha t a k e s h i s t i me writing his name on the white stretch of costume dead-center on All Might's chest. A sakura-flower flourish draws it out - his name's too short to get a good, suggestive pressure on without adding a little something.]
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You should work on speeding up your autograph technique. Who knows when you'll have lines of fans waiting for your signature?
[Is he being intentionally or unintentionally dense? Who knows.]
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Oh, I have had my share of strangers clamoring for my attention.
[Admires his work. While the ink dries. Totally what he's doing. Alas, he eventually hands over the pen.]
Hurrying our time together would be no less than insulting.
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[Pats him on the shoulder again, this time remembering to hold back a little on his strength, then takes the pen. His own autograph is done in an instant, on the left side of Iroha's robe.]
There you have it. Thanks for your continued support!
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You're very thoughtful.
[He means that. Holding back when making contact was the merest hint of depth to his personality. It occurs to Iroha that All Might wouldn't accept his offer of an interlude even if he did want that release. A god mustn't show favor towards any individual devotee lest they feel slighted.]
Don't allow your considerate nature to burden you forever, yes? We all need to let our hair down once in a while. Say, over drinks?
[Maybe he's too wholesome to drink anything except milk.]
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[Or can't drink, more accurately, but there's no need to share that detail. He considers the offer for a second. Then:]
I don't mind treating you to one, though! You seem like a interesting fellow.