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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[Would he feel the same way if All Might were erased overnight? Well... Perhaps not. Perhaps he's a hypocrite in that sense. Still.]
Are guardians chosen, or do they choose that life for themselves?
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[It's the fate of all living things to eventually die. Most of them will not be remembered...even among humans, such memory lasted barely a generation or two before it was lost to time. It's natural, too, for humans to fear such an outcome; Mujika held the wisdom to see past that fear.
Or perhaps it was mostly guilt, that drove his actions. Ginko looks out into the field behind them, distant for a bare moment before he sets to answering that question--]
Guardians are typically chosen by nature, in order to watch over those places where life would, left unchecked, overwhelm and destroy itself. They're typically born with grass growing somewhere on their bodies. Mujika-san was different, though. He wasn't born a guardian, but rather become one out of necessity when the original guardian was killed.
[Saki had killed the guardian out of love, love for Mujika, and the old man had carried the guilt of it in his heart for years. Combined with the weight of watching over the mountain -- when Ginko thinks about it, it's incredible he didn't call for the Kuchinawa sooner.]
...Aa, I've been carrying on like this, and haven't even asked your name.
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After seeing something like that, anyone would need to talk. [A beat, then:] Toshinori Yagi.
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The reality was so much more complex -- and in truth, humans weren't meant for such a role. They would lay down their lives to defend their loved ones, but it was for that very reason that they weren't meant to subsume their own hearts and souls to the mountain (to experiencing the life and death of every living thing upon it, from that of the smallest insect to an entire village) in such a way. If nothing else, Kaya had been evidence enough of that; the Rule of nature itself had admitted its folly in choosing her.]
My name is Ginko. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Yagi-san.
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[Most people do. It sits easier with him than formality, anyway.] Come on, let's go before any more of those flowers get to you.
[It'll be a long walk back, but... made easier by having someone along for company, at the very least.]
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[Ginko doesn't always strictly lean on formality, but distance -- that's an old friend, as it were. Always a polite distance. It was not merely a matter of comfort, but of survival for him, after all.]
Let's go.
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He's quiet as they begin to walk, eventually speaking up again:]
Can you tell me more about your world?
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[It's a little strange, thinking of the place he came from as "his", when he's never really belonged to any part of it. But he doesn't mind. Talking about one's experiences was an integral part of the human experience--something that made people feel less alone, and Ginko is no exception to that, in truth.]
Certainly. What would you like to know?