I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
I am a red drum which sound without being touched and grow silent when I am touched.
A thousand wheels, but move I do not. Call me what I am, call me a lot. What am I?
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I?
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!