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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also hey you didnt even give me a story
but you know what
despite your conversational failures i find myself strangely drawn to your punctuation and awkwardly terse comments on my opinions
so #0715cd would you do me the honor of an irl meetup
i promise im not actually 40/male/setting up my serial killer lair
totally not jonesing for nerd prey
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but i have never been in a townhouse before.
and i have nothing else to do here.
so sure. i guess i can schedule an irl meetup.
where are the townhouses anyway?
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kinda packed together
you know how to find ruga dude?
go there
walk around a little bit
or dont walk
see you in fifteen
ps your comments are drenched in awkward
its like were at a school dance leaning against opposite walls
texting and like trying not to look at on another
like wow no siree IM not here alone dont know what youre talking about
clearly my date just went to get some of the presumably weakly spiked punch
and everyone else is leaning against the walls too because no matter what the movies tell you
the internet forums will tell you otherwise about the likihood of people dancing at school dances
and thats like the absolute EPITOME of teenage awkward
standing around waiting to see if anyone else will be lame enough to dance
watching in vague horror as the chaperones try to encourage it
fuck one of thems probably your parental unit and youre desperately trying to avoid eye contact but no
they see you
theyre like dont you want to ask little susie to dance you were such good friends growing up
and she looks up and meets your eyes too
and you both know
there is no escape
anyway yeah see you in fifteen
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ok. see you.
[And he...doesn't immediately leave. He sits in his house with his hands hovering over the keys, debating his next step before he realizes he can't just sit here and it's Dave, his best friend, he can't just keep sitting here afraid to face this when he's waiting just because of the sheer amount of uncertainty.
So he leaves. He leaves and heads to Ruga and instead of flying like he's used to he walks because it gives him time to stall and it gives him time to think.
He approaches the district and the first set of townhouses, staring up at them but not moving otherwise. These probably aren't even the right houses but thanks to these computers that can't leave the houses or anything he has no way to contact him.
So here we are.]
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or maybe it is the dying thing. either way, dave said walking was an option but not a necessity because he's sitting on the rooftop of the place he'd ended up at, legs dangling over the side. so if john's looking up, he'll see the sixteen-year-old dave calmly looking down at him.
the shades are probably an irritating affectation at this point. behind them could be anything: red eyes or pure white.
he lifts his left hand in a wave. ]
You really have gotten worse at online conversations, Egbert. I'm signin' you up for a remedial course.
[ same soft texan drawl he'd had when they'd met in person, however briefly. ]
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Not the destruction and bloodbath left behind with the glitches of the universe.
Still. It's Dave and despite his reservations those feelings are overridden with excitement at seeing a friend and he immediately rockets up into the air, flight in-tact and up to the roof to land next to him, sitting next to him before he reaches up and pushes at Dave's shoulder.]
Bro, that was not a conversation, that was like the internal monologue a character gets before they make their final stand in a teenage coming-of-age movie.
[Hi Dave. He seems to be waiting for something...]
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[ and he knows why john isn't, because john is clearly not okay - or at least years of friendship indicate to dave that he should be worried. it's just the little things: john didn't text him immediately and with excitement about dave dave dave and whatever the fuck egbertian shenanigans he could have expected; he didn't really engage in dave's tangents or even scold him for them, holding himself back a little; he'd been slow getting here.
he didn't do more than push at dave's shoulder, and dave let him, gaze trained sideways on his best friend as he tried to figure out how to fix it.
but he doesn't think he can actually fix the thing that went wrong, here. ]
You are so totally failing this encounter. You're not gettin' any EXP drops. You're getting negative EXP drops, actually, I just decided. Didn't your shitty movies prep you for this? You did okay the other time.
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Somehow had told him there was another boy in an outfit similar to John's. It was red. And now here he is.
But he can worry later because again, Dave's here and alive and he's being obnoxious as usual and it gets a laugh out of him before he lunges to hug him.]
Shuuuut uppppp, oh my god. You cannot mix video game logic with movie logic, Dave! That is crazy talk.
[The hug is tighter than it should be. But oh well.]
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he'd shoved someone away earlier for touching him, but he doesn't shove john away. he doesn't remain a weird stiff awkward loser this time, either, so john gets the joy of a returned hug this time. it's still a little awkwardly careful, like he's worried he'll hurt john somehow, but instead of just letting the hug occur dave participate and slides his arms around john and tries to keep them from falling off the roof all at once.
john's alive and breathing and laughing, and that's a little better. ]
Better. But you haven't even once mentioned wife beaters or whatever. Does our epic bromance mean absolutely nothin' to you? I left the bff slot wide open, but you let me know if I have to open up applications. It'd be a pretty tough act to follow. How many people are amateur magicians with shitty movie tastes and a weird obsession with horse-faced actors?
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And anyway the wife beaters are in my sylladex. [A joke, obviously, and Yet.]
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I'll consider hirin' you on as a consultant. Hey, Egbert?
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Sweet. [There isn't a reply at first.] What?
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he squeezes tighter for a second, just an acknowledgement. ]
And I'm sorry.
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Me too. Three years was a really long time, dude. [...] And you should be sorry? I cannot believe you pulled a school dance metaphor on me.
[If they don't talk about it, maybe it isn't real. Maybe the real point of contention isn't real in this timeline, wherever they are.]
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Yeah, whatever, that was a pretty good metaphor and you basically wasted it. You owe me, Egbert. I expect full payment within the week, or I'll have to run up your balance higher.
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That's not fair! [But he's grinning.] But sure. I can do that. [...if Dave sticks around that long.
Stop thinking about it. Even so, the longer he thinks the more he feels happiness bubbling up inside. The troll girls are here and all of that and Jade was on the ship with him but he's missed his friends being in one place like crazy.] I can't believe you're here! This is so awesome, now we can actually hang out and everything.
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he raises an eyebrow, though. ]
And yeah, guess we can. More room here than the meteor, too. I'd invite you inside, but this place is kinda dilapidated so I'm not sure it's really up to my hosting standards? Not that those, like, exist. Guess it works as a place to crash when needed, though.
[ he has no real plans to adhere to a sleep schedule of any kind because whatever. ]
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You could always come back to my place if you want? It's by the water and stuff which is pretty nice. But later. This is a pretty okay view. [Dave you have to sleep. End of story.] Anything's better than the meteor and the ship though, I think. Being in the same place for that long was starting to drive me crazy.
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[...] Have you talked to anyone else since we got here? [There's no comment on the roof, but he seems to agree.]
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Serket. If you mean from home. Various other people otherwise.
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[ dave does, a little? like.
he misses rose like fucking burning already and he's worried about karkat, and he'd missed jade for years.
but john's here, and that's something. ]
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The others will probably show up later. You and I have weird time powers, remember? [John no.] I bet we are just a little ahead.
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You intend to use those here, Egbert?