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Prompts

Arrival: So you've just arrived in Nyoi-Cho. Congratulations! You must be so excited about having your wish granted. Or maybe you're upset that the result wasn't quite what you expected? If that's the case, then that's too bad! There are no take backs and no redoes, so you're stuck with what you have! Maybe you should have been more careful about how you worded that wish...

Oh well. There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle! Maybe one of the townspeople can help you out.

Only... they're acting a bit strangely, aren't they? They're all too happy to show you around, but there's something unsettling about the way they're behaving. Almost cheerfully dissonant. Any questions about the history of the town are met with blank stares and brief silence, before they plaster a smile onto their faces and change the subject. Any attempts to tell them about your duties as a magi or anything else that relates to the magical will get similar reactions.

Isn't there anyone normal here that you can talk to at all?

Home Improvement: The houses that the magi are given access to really are something, aren't they? There's almost no limit to what they can do! Why don't you create the house of your dreams, or maybe recreate and relive your favorite childhood scenes? Invite some spectators over to marvel!

A Corrupted Soul Gem: You neglected to take care of your soul gem, and now you don't feel quite yourself anymore. You feel like you're losing your sense of self - all you seem to be able to focus on is your old regrets and past failures. What's happening to you?

A Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Witch, and you fought valiantly. For your efforts, you've been awarded a grief seed - and with it, access to a brand new power! What sort of power did you get? Is it a useful one, or is it not so useful? Maybe you've mastered it beautifully, and now you're showing off to all of your friends. Maybe you're having a hard time keeping it under wraps, and now you're wreaking havoc across the town without meaning to!

A Dreadful Nightmare: You had an absolutely horrid day. As you drift off to sleep, your mind dwells on all the injustices you've had to endure. In response, your bed swallows you up, and your room shifts into a horrific Nightmarescape. What sort of Nightmare are you? What kind of Nightmarescape do you create? Hopefully your fellow magi can stop you before you cause too much damage!

Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

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["Awfully close" is apparently relative in this case... and accidental. He'd just been passing by when a sudden flurry of motion had caught his eye and the next thing he knew there was an arrow being held in his face by a skittish looking kid. Awesome.]

Whoah.

[He stopped where he was, holding his hands up in the air.]

Easy, kid, easy. Not going anywhere near you, just walking by.

Oh...!

[She slowly lowers both bow and arrow, gulping.]

I-I'm so sorry... I... I'm so confused about everything that just happened... I didn't mean...

[Phew, looks like things aren't going to turn ugly here. That's a relief... normally an arrow wouldn't really worry him but it looks like his Aura's on the fritz in this place so he isn't really looking forward to seeing how well he fared against one right now.]

No harm, no foul. Just take it easy. [He keeps an eye on the weapon even as he lowers his hands. Slowly, no sudden moves. She's still spooked, better talk her through this.] I hear ya, it's crazy, but you're not under attack right now. Take a breath and get your bearings.

... Not under attack for now, you mean.

[She sighs, but at least she's putting the arrow back in its sling.]

From what I remember, I traded one war for another.

Yeah, that's what I meant.

[No sense sugarcoating things. But he doesn't have an arrow on him anymore, so he'll reach into a pocket, not for a weapon but for a metal flask.]

You and me both. Probably a lot of people here in the same situation but gettin' scared and poking each other's eyes out isn't gonna help anybody.

[He uncaps the flask and takes a long drink from it. After he's done, he pauses a second before offering it over to her. Whatever's in it sure smells... strong.]

[She glances at the flask, considers it for half a second, and then wrinkles her nose, shaking her head.]

... No thank you. I've never really cared for that kind of stuff... I need to be level-headed at all times.

[... and nearly poking out someone's eye is totally level-headed.]

Suit yourself. [A shrug and he goes for another gulp before screwing the cap on again. Apparently clear-headedness isn't as much a priority for him.]

So. You got a name or is that just how you introduce yourselves where you're from?

Oh... r-right, sorry.

... My name is Noire.

[It's a name that would fit right in on Remnant. Huh, who would'a thought.] The name's Qrow. Qrow Branwen.

Okay, Noire, for starters I'm guessing you wound up- [he gestures at the town around them] here the same way I did. Made a wish to a big-eared cat monster?

[She looks away at that, partially out of shame.]

Yes... I shouldn't have, but... I was so desperate. I'd take it back if I could. I don't even have a guarantee that it worked.

[Sounds like a bad wish. Not that Qrow was all that experienced at making wishes to know what a good one was, but he did know when he was being played, but that was a game he did know how to play. He doesn't regret his wish. He'd made his bed and now it's time to sleep in it.]

Mine did, so yours probably worked too... for however much that's worth to you.

... If it did, that would be wonderful. I'm... trying to be hopeful about it, but that's never been easy for me. I'm not exactly what you call a positive person.

Yeah, well, that's just fine cause there isn't a lot to be positive about right now.

[... That's pretty harsh, isn't it? Jeez, dial it back you drunk old bastard.]

Word of advice though? Don't tie yourself up in knots over what you can't know or change, not when you got something else staring you right in the face. You wanna worry? Worry about what's on your plate right here and now, somethin' tells me we're gonna need everybody on board in this place.

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