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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[Killua, meanwhile, is unfazed by this creature. It hisses. It looks weird. But he's seen weirder. Weird enough that it doesn't exactly even count under "weird," if he were to be completely honest. After all, his dad's pet dogs were twenty feet tall man-eating beasts with cat names. If those were cute pets, this thing (as long as it isn't an ant) is stuffed animal level.
That doesn't mean this isn't a drag though.]
Even if it does lay eggs, who knows if it's even edible? Maybe the egg's acidic. What if you crack the egg and lose your fingers or something?
[What if it's not even a chicken? It could totally be, like, an ant?]
Do you want to catch it?
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Hmmm...!! Acid eggs. That would... that would really suck.]
I guess we won't know until we try. [This is a terrible plan.] Do you think it's possible...?
If it really lays eggs, it'd be nice to have them--unless they're acid eggs. [Then it would suck. More.]
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[In fact, did you blink? Because in that blink of an eye, Killua's got the chicken thing cornered, picking it up by its feet, somehow, and dangling it in front of his face. It squawks and screams and struggles, but unfortunately for it, Killua's got a death grip.]
I guess we've gotta figure out if these things have genders and if it matters in egg-making.
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Ah... good work.
[Roll with it, Minato, roll with it.
He blinks.]
I guess the best thing we could do would be to keep them in a cage, and see what happens. [Maybe...?]
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[He shakes the bird a little to get it to knock off its attempts to peck at his hand, walking back to Minato at a normal pace now. His feet seem to make no sound against the ground as he does, but it could also just be muffled out by the chicken's struggling.]
But I think we also need to find something else super important too.
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But... if he wants to hold onto that chicken, Minato will not argue it. He seems perfectly competent.]
"Something else"...?
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[He shoves the chicken toward Minato in a SEE HERE motion.]
Something for it to make eggs with. A mate!
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Can you...tell what gender this one is?
[MINATO SURE...CAN'T...]
We might need to see a lot more of these...chickens...to be able to tell.
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Do you want to come too?
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I'm curious now. [So.] Let's go. I can back you up, at least, even though...
[...]
You really didn't need any help.
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[Shake shake shake.]
Where I'm from there's a lot that's way scarier than this thing.
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[Dang, child.]
Do you mind if I ask you something? [As they go!]
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[And without any logical reason or hint as to which way they should head, Killua starts walking away from the town. The other chickens might be this way.] What's up?
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Okay then. How old are you?
[Mr. Competent Teleporting Person Who Looks Very Young.]
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[He decides to be nice enough to the chicken to turn it right side up, although as he tucks it under one arm he keeps a steady grip over its mouth. His other hand goes into his pocket as he slows down enough to fall into step with Minato.]
What about you?
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I'm sixteen. [A nod.] You were just really impressive back there with catching...our friend, so I couldn't help but wonder.
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[The chicken at this point has given up on trying to scape so it glares at Minato and Killua from where it's held but Killua pays it no mind.]
Sixteen's the age of one of my buddies too.
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I see... Maybe we'll find your buddy as we go. [Actually, now that he thinks about it--] I think I probably I should've asked for your name first, though.
[That'd probably be the polite thing to do.]
I'm Minato.
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[and drive everyone else crazy. but more than anything, he wouldn't want that for Kurapika.]
I'm Killua. Did you get here alone too?
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Yeah, I haven't seen any of my friends yet. But I think it's probably for the better that they're not here, too.
Home seems a lot safer than this. [Also, better in general.]
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[He looks up at the dreary grey sky and its silence and the grey around them and the emptiness.]
I guess it’s so-so to me. Where I’m from was pretty ok, but there were some really dangerous things I was fighting before and it’s hard to compare to all that.
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But he's more interested in what Killua has to say anyway.]
Some "really dangerous things"...? Are you going to be okay when we find a way back?
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[A soundless step.]
Oh! Yeah, yeah.
[He grins, waving his hand lazily.]
I meant the was in literal past tense. The world’s a crazy place but all the enemies that were dangerous and bad got taken care of and it’s over now. Besides, I’m a pro. I’m what’s called a Hunter back home.
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How long have you been a Hunter, then...?
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A few months? Almost a year I think. But I’m not new to the whole thing. I’ve been fighting and stuff like that since I was born.
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