Prompt 1:
 he forest looms as ever, colorless but not at all dead. The leaves are full, fluttering in the silence, but there's no scent to them, no color. The effect is eerily hard to navigate, almost like an optical illusion, leaves, branches and trunk blending together with the small path -- which already disappears and reappears at a whim.
But even so...
If you brave the path, it seems as though there is something leading you onwards. A trail of... something, crumbs, maybe, the same shade of colorless as everything else, almost impossible to see. Following those might be a bad idea -- your chances of getting lost, tangled in random underbrush, or wandering aimlessly for hours are pretty high... to say nothing of what you might encounter if you stray too far (hint: even the small, fuzzy things have nasty bites).
Still, it's there, and if you follow them... eventually you will come to a small house. It's decrepit, falling apart and in shambles... do you really want to go inside? Perhaps armed with one of the many convenient tree branches that have probably smacked you thus far?
Prompt 2:
 hould you enter the house, you'll be greeted with a creepy, creepy doorman. Aw, how cute! And in that doll's hand, there's...a message.
On a slip of paper, it reads, simply and plainly:
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
Curious! (And yeah, you can destroy the doll. It's just a normal doll. You may even come across said doll already crushed by an intrepid explorer.)
Of course, it's a riddle, and the answer's a warning -- the longer you walk around and about the house, the less you'll remember about yourself, until you forget why you were there and why you should leave, and who you are at all, doomed to wander forever.
Or someone saves you, that's fine too.
Prompt 3:
 roblem: There are no fresh eggs in the Town.
Solution: Catch a feral chicken, and keep it for eggs. That seems simple enough, right? You're totally up for the task... right?
But why do all of the animals look so strange in the forest? Mutated, with teeth, or wings that don't belong, or claws. That's... a chicken, right?
Catching it will allow you to get some eggs, but that beak looks pretty nasty -- it might be harder than it looks. But you're intrepid and clever, right? Why not demonstrate your Chicken Wrangling Skills that won you the championship so many years ago? Or try to serenade the savage beast? Or wuss out and form a coalition with which you draw lots to see who has to do battle with the chicken? There's safety in numbers! But the prize will surely be worth a bit of blood loss and fowl-related trauma.
Do it for the eggs.
Prompt 4:
here's a new quest on the forum today, and it looks awfully easy! It's listed simply as:
Quest XXII.
Talk to someone you've never met about their childhood.
Quest will be completed when you have reached an acceptable level of knowledge.
On the other hand, that's a little vague, isn't it... ? How will you even know when you've completed a quest like that?
Still, it looks easy! Maybe go give it a try. You could respond to the forum post to try to find people, or just go on outside, go harass someone about their past. If you're lucky, you'll drag it out of them with very little hassle and it won't take you a good chunk of the day. If you're unlucky, that's what highly persistent stalking is for! But don't forget, you'll likely have to return the favor.
And your new friend might not be the only one listening.
Extra:
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It erases it? [He can have Mahiru-no-yo devour attacks and cushion impact like that, but he can't make physical things like that just disappear.] Permanently?
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Yeah! I dunno where it goes once The Hand gets on it.
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Then don't just do it out of nowhere for fun! [Jesus.] I'm not supposed to see it, huh? So can you make things disappear like magic without people seeing that big metal hand grabbing for it?
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Don't tell me what to do! The Hand's my business, not yours. [grumble.... mumble........] I could probably do that if I wanted to, yeah.
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[At least he's not being mean and leaking demonic energy all over to test him... He's a kid not in an army uniform, so he doesn't want to pull out things like that just for his curiosity. And so: grilling.
That seems like enough, though.]
Just don't do it to anything else in here. Let's check out upstairs.
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hrrmmrmmgmgnh jerk]
You check upstairs. I'll go watch the door.
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[You know what, nevermind. He sighs, waving him off.] Fine, I'll go by myself.
[And so, he does... this time Okuyasu better only call him if there's something really interesting! He's going to forget he said that, anyway.]
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Sooner rather than later he forgets why he's standing there, though. That's tricky. While he doesn't go upstairs to solve this mystery, he wanders over to a closet and tugs the creaking door open—only to be met with a pile of horrifying and definitely haunted dolls that teeters for a moment and then collapses, swallowing him whole. Okuyasu is dead.
No, but he is definitely shouting. Several different obscenities.]
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He relaxes a little, staring. How dumb... is this...]
Oh, am I interrupting something? [Is this a doll party, should he leave.]
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Help me up, you bastard!! Don't just stand there gawking!
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[Alright, alright, he sheathes his sword and moves over, extending a hand to grip Okuyasu's and give him a firm tug up to his feet.]
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rrrr]
Shut up! I was looking around! What are you doing besides running your fat mouth?
[yep he forgot]
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...Weren't you going to watch the door? [He looks from the dolls to this rebel teen punk, curious.]
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Did I say that? [...] What the hell's going on?
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Is that what it's taking...?
[Great, cool, he hopes it's not permanent. Anyway, he's moving over to this sassy teen and bringing his palm to the back of his head with a push, come along tiny.]
Let's get out of here.
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[That's his head!! But he's pushed along without trying to start a fight, this time, with a few more half-formed objections to this terrible treatment.]
This is 'cause you messed with the doll! It has to be!
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[Once they're out the front door, he gives the back of his head a little noogie before pulling his hand away. Just like that... He stares back at the entrance.]
Huh. It's instant. What about you, can you remember now?
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I remember you're a big pain in the ass.
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You're the pain in the ass, brat.
[But they're out, that house was a giant waste of time, and now he knows! Great. Now what. He stares back out at the dull forest with a sigh.]
So, we're shit out of luck. No leads. I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep.
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Suck it up, old man. Now what?
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[Says the adult. He's actually thinking, but he looks like he's just staring dramatically at the grey sky, one hand on the hilt of his sword, pondering his own existence.]
I guess we keep walking.
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[But. Okay. They will keep walking. Or Okuyasu will pick a direction and start walking, looking over his shoulder at this drama queen after he's gone a few paces.]
You coming or not?
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[He'll move ahead, ignoring the nudges from his demon, and at one point rolling up a sleeve just to glance at his arm. He's fine, though, and he drops it and keeps moving.
As they do move, though, he occasionally breaks off a thin tree branch with his hand and stabs it into the ground, a sign that they've been this way already.]
Hey, Okuyasu. When did you figure out you had that stand thing?
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And that's a great question that he's not going to answer because the truth is too Bizarre(tm).]
I dunno, a couple years ago? Why? You gonna tell me more of your dumb opinions about it?
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Yeah. He looks like a vending machine.
[He was going to be serious but then Okuyasu was a brat first?]
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