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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Himiko Toga | My Hero Academia
That's some quirk...It's not even going away. Hum-hummmm~ What's the expression? Paint the town red?
[what if there was just a weird girl manically giggling to herself in the middle of the forest? That would be pretty odd, huh?]
2. [Himiko makes her way into the house of forgetfulness, and quickly makes a mess of things. Knocking over chairs, kicking tables...]
Come out, come out, wherever you are...
[And she'll pick up that doll and just...slowly tear it head off, laughing like a weirdo.]
Oh nooo, the hero was too late! How sad! [In fact, she even bites the head of the doll as it's about to fall off, now ripping it completely from the body and spitting it onto the floor.]
Looks like it's just you and me~
3.
[This is a bad job for Himiko. When she corners the chicken, she grabs it roughly, dangling it upside down by its feet. It scratches and pecks at her, drawing small streams of blood––but it doesn't seem to bother her, only amuse her.]
You're so lucky that we need you for eggs...But you don't need your feet, right? Why don't I just get rid of those for you...
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Oh. Hello. [He was looking at the doll, but addressing Himiko. There was no part of him that looked disturbed by this in the slightest. Instead, he sounded a little bit apologetic.]
I came in without permission. Is this your home?
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It is now. [She's plucking off the dolls arms, now.]
Do you need something?
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I'm actually very lost. Do you know where I am--other than your home?
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You should be careful coming into other peoples homes, you know...
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Gowther lowered one hand and spread his fingers. Little bolts of pink electricity crawled from them and flowed into the broken pieces of the doll on the ground--lifting them up to reconnect them to the body Himiko was holding.]
--I'm sorry for barging in, but I was... what was I doing? [He was suddenly drawing a blank.]
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That is me yelling, not Ryoji, who has a slightly better sense of self preservation to stand a safe distance away from who he doesn't know is more dangerous: Himiko or the chicken. The chicken can't talk, so maybe he'll be its spokesperson just this once. ]
I think it does need its feet...! How can it run and play without them?
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If this place is dead-set on using it for food, we've already passed the point of treating it fairly. This is what everyone wants.
I don't mind getting dirty.
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[ Something something happy animals have more tender meat, too, but he doesn't want to see the chicken die, either. ]