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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when?? you forget she didn't even come in?? don't look at me kia...
Robin! [is what comes bursting forth the moment his feet his the ground on the outside, but he doesn't stop hauling ass until there's at least several yards between them and the house.
Robin. Because his father was--Batman. Bruce Wayne. And he was Damian. Alfred, Dick, Jason... Yes, he remembers them, all of them, even though his brain feels foggy, like he has been under anesthesia.] Robin.
[Oh--
As quickly as he realizes it, he lets go of her hand as if hers burned him.] It was a trap.
I LOVE YOU, ANNA
Nice to... meet you, [ she ends up saying automatically, a tad unsteadily because that had been a lot to process immediately, the hand he just released just sort of hovering there before she carefully draws it back and down to her side. If he'd let go of it that fast, he probably doesn't want her trying to touch his shoulder or anything like that. ]
... Are you okay now?
aaahhhh
But there is a gilded-looking emblem on his chest, proudly proclaiming R, so it fits.] I'm fine. Getting out reversed the effects.
[He glances back toward the looming house, glad she didn't really get inside to experience the sensation of losing pieces of oneself. He almost... forgot everything.]
We should look for-- [What? What exactly do they look for here?] A town. Civilization.
I'm sorry she's the only 13-year-old that listens
Um, we can head back through the forest... I've got an orbment that ought to be able to find water sources, since a town would definitely need one. But if that won't work...
[ Well. Just walking will probably accomplish the same thing. ]
damian: thank god, me: too pure!! i'm too stupid to play this genius boy!!
Look, he's only asking because he's a stupid Bat, and he's covering his bases.] We should find a way to mark the places we've been, or we'll start walking in circles because the landscape is greyscale.
He's perfect and I love him
As for orbments, they're like... devices? Depending on how they're wired and what they're equipped with, you can use them for pretty much everything. Since I have to go out to fix things from time to time, I made this one just in case.
[ it's a small metal box she pulls from her pocket, but she cradles it carefully. ]
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His eyes fall to the box she gets from her pocket.] You're an engineer?
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My family are all researchers, so I've been doing this ever since I was little. I'm still learning a lot, though.
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We don't have "orbments" in my world. [He would say "as far as I know," but that just makes him sound uncertain and stupid. And he... doesn't want to be uncertain and stupid!] What's the name of the place you live? [Just for clarification.
The batarang comes out of a pocket on his belt. It's stylized, but anyone that knows what bats are can tell it looks like a bat. Which... aren't robins at all.]
Your family researches technology?
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Tita hums thoughtfully in reply, glancing with clear interest at the... bat-shaped... boomerang?? Robin might just be flying animal-themed. Which is sort of a comfort because anyone who likes animals can't be bad. ]
I'm from Zeiss, in Liberl-- but yeah, my grandpa's brought about a bunch of changes, and if I'm, um... stuck here, maybe I can at least be useful.
What about you, Robin? Where are you from?
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A planet called Earth. [So perhaps they aren't even from the same world much less timeline.] There's a continent on it called the United States, and I'm from one of those states. It's called New Jersey. [At one of the trees closest to the path, he engraves a crude R where they can see it, and then he joins her again in walking.]
Our city is called Gotham.
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But Tita will continue to look non-terrifying (hopefully), only pausing to slightly alter her direction, according to the box, or hop over a log. ]
I've never heard of any of those places... but I guess that means a lot of us really did come from different worlds.
I hope there are people you know here, though.
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It's better if they're not. If they're still in Gotham it means they're safe. [Though nothing had really seemed dangerous here--except for that single house back there they (he) almost got stuck inside.
Gotham is safe--r.] Batman will protect them while I work on a way to return.
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[ IS THAT... A PHANTOM THIEF, she knows they have pretty absurd names-- ]
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Yes. [He doesn't know if superhero will mean a damn bit of anything to her, so:] He helps the police protect Gotham from criminals, both normal criminals and criminals with special powers.
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That's amazing! So he's kind of like a bracer.
[ Except ten times more dramatic, so maybe not, Tita. ]
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What's a "bracer"?
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[Especially the "not as official as" part. Vigilantism, yay!]
I work as his partner.
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[ once again, Tita is lit up with fascination. Sure, she's tagged along to many a fiasco, but the others still tended to fuss. ]
He doesn't treat you like a kid?
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The truth is: that is the hardest part of the whole gig. It's difficult to be a Batman to a Robin while also being a father to a son. Tita doesn't even know they're one in the same yet.] No. [Sometimes.]
He treats me like I'm his partner.
[He can't disgrace the Robin mantle by complaining about it.]
Being Robin is an honor very few know.
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So she doesn't pursue her line of thought, instead tilting her head. ]
Is Robin more like a title instead of a name?
[ He'd said "very few", not "only I". ]
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You stop the people who try to hurt others, but no matter how bad they seem, you try to help them, too. A lot of people think they should be killed. [Him include, a little even now.] Batman doesn't kill anyone, not even them. Killing them makes you no better than they are.
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... That's a heavy thing to have to do. I'm sure it'd be hard not to want to make the people who hurt others regret it.
[ Or to want to, but not to follow through on it. ]
But you and Batman both sound really amazing, Robin!
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But Bruce always strives for better, and Damian isn't the type to give up.]
How do your orbments work besides being coded for a certain task?