Come to me in silence, but come out with stories to tell. Take from me as much as you like, but put everything back once you're done.

I have three eyes yet cannot see, one opens and all will freeze.

I house battles with no blood, Races where no wheels touch mud. Buttons dance beneath your hands, Where digital worlds obey your commands.

I put on different faces. And wear different tails. The more change the better and the heavier I feel. What am I?

I wear red clothes, small and round, hanging with friends close to the ground. On top of sundaes, I love to stay, What am I that brightens your day?