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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sans the skeleton | undertale
[ Instead of the doll sitting there with the riddle in hand, there is a skeleton with fuzzy slippers in its place. Sans stays as rigid as a board, giving his signature grin in the direction of the door. He holds the piece of paper in clear view of whoever comes inside the house.
If you try to reach for the riddle in his hand, he moves it the slightest bit to avoid it being taken away from him. If you don't, there is still a very real skeleton sitting on a stool right in front of you. ]
hallway
[ He's sweating by the time he's walked through the same corridor the third time. He only knows this because of how he's marked the wall each time he passes. Paranoia swells in his chest as his hands grip on the inside of his hoodie. ]
huh. didn't really think i'd run into anyone here.
[ His grin looks tense, eyes darting to the side before settling on the stranger in his way. ]
chickens
[ There's no catching eggs here. There's no chasing after any chickens either. To anyone who passes by, he'll simply be propped up against a tree in what looks like sleep (a skeleton???? sleeping??????) as the chickens run carefree. There comes a point where he'll already have some eggs propped on his lap or around him, but it all appears seemingly from thin air. ]
practice
[ Flashback to before the getting to know each other, the house, even the chickens. The decrepit house still stands with its door closed shut. He's not inside the house. On the contrary, he's on the outside. His knuckles rasp against the worn door twice. ]
knock knock.
practice
[ The shadows ask, feigning a coyness that does very little to veil amusement. The shadows apparently are apparently vaguely male and German, making 'there' more of a 'zher'. The voice does not seem to be coming from inside of the house, but the trees nearby. ]
no subject
While he doesn't adjust his tone, he does shift his body just slightly towards the direction he heard the him speak from. ]
theodore.
no subject
Was this another of the forest's monsters? They had never seemed to speak before. ]
Theodore whom~?
[ Any other joke structure might have been lost on an antique like Viago, but knock-knocks were classic. ]
hallway
he doesn't quite relax, but his hands stay shoved into his pockets and he doesn't do much beyond nod, awkward. he's in red, because of course he is, lanky and keeping track of how long he's been inside the house without really meaning to. time's always right there. ]
Figured it made sense, yeah? There was a house, might be someone inside it who knew what the fuck was up. Doesn't seem like that's the case, though.
no subject
Likewise, the sight of someone in red manages to ease his nerves. Brings a familiarity he can't pinpoint, that aches at the base of his skull. ]
you and me both, kid. [ He moves a hand to rest at the back of his head before scratching it. ] i haven't run into anyone except you. that i can remember, anyway. [ He jerks a thumb towards the scratches on the wall he's made, as if to illustrate a point. ]
hey, you know if that doll is still there?
no subject
the question about the puppet gets his poker face to break, though, as he grimaces. ]
Yeah. Back at the front hall. I came this way to get away from it, but...you want to go back there? Do you know how long you've been in here?
the house
[with a big grin on his face, unfaltering determination, he attempts to grab the riddle again, excited at the prospect of a puzzle to solve]
PAPYRUS!!!! im cryin god bless his little heart
The 44th time is the magic charm it seems....... because Sans' signature lack of movement is just long enough for Papyrus to actually grab it, and for the grin on his face to get just a little wider. ]
[1/2] I love sans and Papyrus so much I could never pick a fave between them!
NYEH HEH HEH! I KNEW I, THE GREAT....
[who was he again? oh right]
AHEM, THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WOULD SUCCEED!
[2/2]
MMM. WELL IT'S NOT JUNIOR JUMBLE. PERHAPS IT'S AN ANAGRAM? I'M NOT SO MUCH OF A FAN OF THOSE, BUT I SUPPOSE IT CAN STILL BE FUN...
[he turns his gaze to his brother, at least he thinks it's his brother, his mind is a bit fuzzy for some reason]
SANS! WHERE ARE WE ANYWAY? AND WHY DID YOU HAVE THIS PUZZLE!?