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.
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[ Yata has given up on trying to catch one of those dumb chickens. Instead he's gone right for the source. After raiding a few unattended nests he's managed to to secure more than half a dozen of them, which he's storing in his beanie for lack of any better place to put them. At least it's not on his head.
He really doesn't need all these eggs, though. He's fully intending on keeping them, but when he catches sight of someone that's both all scratched up and devoid of a chicken to call their own... ]
Hey. Want one?
[ He holds out his hat, showing off the eggs inside, with a faint smile. He's got plenty to share at least. ]
( B - Wildcard )
[ This is water, right? It's got to be water. Normal water. So it's probably totally safe to touch.
But Yata is still being cautious, sitting at the edge of the canal and using a long branch he pilfered from the edge of the forest to dip into the water for a few seconds before he withdraws it. It doesn't do anything as dramatic as dissolve, and Yata can't see any damage when he studies the wood closely, but...
But he dislikes it anyway. He frowns at the branch a moment later, then turn to whoever happens to be nearby. ]
Hey. You know anyone that's tried to touch this stuff, yet?
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No. It is... difficult to call it 'water' when it looks like that, isn't it. I would touch it only if necessary. But it may become necessary to drink something.
There was water in the well I woke up in- [He gestures to muddy spots on his clothing]- yet I would not wish to drink that, either. [He's got a bad feeling about that place. About as bad as the sense of someone watching from the forest.]
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[ Yata pokes the water a few more times, then pauses and throws the whole stick into the river. The water reacts like normal water, at least, even if it goes right back to being unnaturally still as soon as the ripples fade. ]
... Creepy. You think it'll be all weird and still like that in our stomachs if we tried to drink it?
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[His eyebrows lift for a moment. "Weird and still." That stillness was exactly what was bothering him about it. Despite his misgivings over the water, he can't help but huff out a sort of laugh at that comment.]
What a thing to imagine! I cannot say, but let us hope we do not have to find out. [He looks out over the water again.] Mmm. I wonder if there would be anything to be gained by trying to navigate that in a boat... but that will simply have to wait. [Turning back to the boy, he tries to smile reassuringly.] If we want to be able to drink something other than this or muddy well water, we had best find something. Shall we pray for rain? [But the sky is that unnatural, colour-blind grey, which is not the kind of grey usually brought on by rain clouds.Tonbokiri does not keep his amber eyes turned up to the sky more than a moment.] Or search for a spring? [A far more practical suggestion.]
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You think the water from that will be any different?
[ Cause Yata doesn't think so. Maybe they'll get lucky and someone that can make ice or water will come along next.
In the meantime, the prospect of exploring by boat is an interesting one. Yata frowns for a moment, then pushes himself up and jerks his head in the dock's direction. ]
You wanna go find out?
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He then makes a surprised sound deep in his throat at the unexpected invitation. If the boy would rather explore by boat-]
Certainly, I will accompany you! [Setting his feet squarely with his arms at his sides and sheathed spear held upright he faces the boy and bows his head.]
I am called Tonbokiri, one of the Three Great Spears of Japan.
[Once introductions are properly done, he will be ready to go!]
a;
Except he's still injured from his fight with Sukuna, and he wasn't expecting the chickens to smell blood and attack, so he's down a knife and has definitely seen some better days.
He looks at Yata, and there's something like relief and sheer bafflement that Yata is there, too -- it's a good thing, he should have expected it, he didn't want to expect it and be proven wrong -- before Fushimi, in irritation, throws a knife to pin a chicken straight to the trunk of a tree. ]
No.
[ He really wants to kill every single chicken he comes across, but acknowledges that would be foolish when they need them for food.
He's going to spitefully make oyakodon, don't even test him. ]
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Then Fushimi gives his negative response and throws his knife and Yata falls silent, startled, and turns his head to follow the knife's path. ]
Woah.
[ Fushimi's a pretty good shot, huh? Yata withdraws his hat full of eggs, though he doesn't stay quiet. ]
Now we can make oyakodon!
[ Even better, honestly. ]
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...at least they'll have fire. ]
So you're here too, huh... [ Well, it's. Better than being alone. It's still weird for Fushimi to admit, because he's been alone for so long by some sort of weird, self-sabotaging choice, but...
Yeah, he'll gladly take Yata when things are being this crazy. ]
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We'll make it without.
[ It won't be the first, last, or even weirdest weird thing he's had to make on limited ingredients. As for also being here, Yata nods. ]
Yeah. I showed up at the bottom of some stupid well. You?
[ Yata, on the other hand, doesn't even have to to think about it. If Fushimi is here, things will be fine. ]
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Explains the leg wound, at least. ]
Do you think they'll taste the same? [ Like. On a more important note, Fushimi needs coffee, but what if coffee doesn't taste the same because this place is crazy? What if eggs don't?
Fushimi wants to go home and he just got here. ]
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That guy came back?!
[ Last Yata saw they'd managed to throw Sukuna down from pit and that was (supposed to be) the end of that. How the hell did he get back?!
The subject of taste will have to be addressed in a moment. ]
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[ Fushimi glances at Yata with an expression that's a little confused, a little condescending, and a lot exasperated. ]
We were fighting together, and then I was here.
[ A beat, and then, a little uncertainly -- ] Weren't we?
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[ Yata's expression is mostly confused, and maybe a bit irked. ]
But we chased him off, remember? And then I had to go help Ana.
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[ Fushimi frowns, because this means one of them is wrong, and while he'd usually assume it's Yata, this is -- a little different. Yata might be misremembering, or Fushimi might have forgotten.
It's hard to say which. ]
I had just gotten hurt. I don't remember anything after that, except waking up in the well.
[ Oh well. ]