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Taking it easy [Open]

Mango used to live peacefully in a beach by the Cookie Kingdom before the chaos begun. He was quite shocked, of course, but there had only a few things that kept him calm: he kept his money, ukulele and pet. These were very important things to the him.

Right now, he lives in one of the buldings from Sugarcoat City, even if slightly uncomfortable with the city mess. All these cookies walking here and there, the noise from almost every single thing… I’ll get used to this one day, he thought.

He walks through the streets in the city, humming a song with a charming little smile in face, greeting all cookies around him with a wave of hand and a “Good day!”, as if nothing bad had happened.

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Blackberry was walking through street, giving cold glares to everyone that dared make eye contact with her. She was not one for crowded areas, too much noise and too much living. Though, being a maid, she had some errands to run and her duties came first. Hopefully, she would be able to just get what she needed and leave as soon as possible. Wherever she walked, cookies would step out of the way, obviously trying to avoid her and the three ghosts that followed her.

Except for one. An annoyingly happy orange-haired cookie waved at her, acting as if everything was all hunky-dory. This, for some reason, angered her. Why was this carefree loser acting all happy for? Was he mocking her gloomy attitude or something? Their kingdom was in shambles, not that it mattered much to her, as she lived in the outskirts in her cozy little haunted mansion.

“Why don’t you just wipe that stupid grin off your face?” She muttered glaring at him, “Are you trying to make me feel bad or something?”

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He suddenly stopped once the other spoke. “Ah, I’m so sorry, madam! I’d never want to make anyone feel bad, but the other way around!” He did a sort of reverence in her direction. “Sorry if I have upset you…”

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“Ugh, don’t apologize!” Blackberry stopped walking as well, turning to face the easygoing cookie. “I can’t stand upbeat cookies like you... Always trying to make everything sunshine and roses...” She squinted at him; cookies like these are her weakness- The good-natured ones who try to *gag* be her friend.

“If you reaaallly mean it,” Blackberry gave an eerie smile, suddenly coming up with a terrible idea, “Let me curse you! Heehee...” Of course, she’d never let the opportunity to use another for one of her curses slip through her grip.

#mangocookie #ic #youre fine!

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open//sweep floor sweep floor sweep floor sweep floor

Blackberry idly swept the walkway to her haunted manor, sweeping up any debris and leaves that cluttered it. Not many dared venture into the Hickory Smoke Woods where her manor stood, but she did not mind much. She wasn’t very sociable anyways, at least towards the living. The dead held much more interesting conversations in her opinion. It was early afternoon, though the thick fog made it appear much darker than it should be. Not that Blackberry minded one bit, the darkness was very comforting.

Three translucent ghosts floated beside her, helping her clean the walkway by haunting the leaves and pushing them into a neat pile. Who said ghosts only cause trouble? With their combined efforts, they soon finished the job. Blackberry wiped her brow, and gave a small smile at the three ghosts. Nice job.

“Well, now that that’s taken care of…” Blackberry placed a hand on her waist as she turned around, “What are you doing all the way out here?” An unexpected guest appeared!!

macarondrummer

Macaron should’ve known to not come into these woods. Her map had this place marked with a skull and crossbones for a reason, and she certainly knew why now! It was so foggy that she could barely see an inch in front of her, and it was very dark too. Spooky.

But, she had to persevere! Beyond, or even within these woods, could be something wonderful!

So she continued her march, keeping her pets in line, until she stumbled upon a scary looking manor, with a purple lady and some ghosts cleaning up leaves.

And the purple lady had seen her! She looked scary, maybe someone that Macaron shouldn’t talk to, but she wasn’t going to turn down the opportunity to make a new friend!

“My apologies, ma'am, I hope I’m not trespassing,” She curtsied, remembering her manners. “My name is Macaron Cookie, and I’m just passing through. My old home was destroyed, so I’m looking for a new one.”

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“Oh... that’s right,” Blackberry fell silent for a minute, as if she was musing over something. “I had forgotten about all that... I was too preoccupied with sweeping to notice that an entire kingdom was destroyed. Ooooops.” Her tone was dry and sarcastic, she clearly wasn’t fazed by the catastrophe.

Tilting her head towards the large manor standing beside her, she continued, “This old manor in the woods is cursed you know. Not many cookies are brave enough to venture this deep in, so I suppose you should be rewarded...Heehee...” She spun around and started walking towards the entrance, “Come inside, have a cup of ghost tea...” She turned her head back at the drummer cookie, “If you dare..!!” Gotta be dramatic.

#macarondrummer #ic

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Wake up, kid. [Open]

Crackling, fizzing, popping, the smell of burnt electrical wire and metal emanated. AI’s system finally switched on as he lifted his head up, the shifting of his framework sounding as if a thousand metal beams snapped all at once. It was one hell of an explosion, for sure, launching him out of his home and back into the realm of the living. His “glasses” were cracked, and the images of his eyes flickered a bit until it was stabilized. It was dark, for sure. He finally stood up, and walked out of an alleyway in Sugarcoat City. Maybe no one would notice wires.

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How curious.

Blackberry happened to be in the same alleyway where the strange being fell. What was she doing in the alleyway? She liked dark, damp, places, there was spiders and stuff. She was goth, what do you expect. Not being noticed, the stranger walked past her as she stared from the comfortable darkness. What an odd person, a lot more interesting than the everyday cookies... It managed to do something not most could do, grab her attention.

She followed out after him, before grabbing his sleeve and dragging him right back into that alleyway. What better place to hold a conversation, after all?

“Who are you?”

#mechanicalmenace #ic #HI SEXY

mangocookie

Taking it easy [Open]

Mango used to live peacefully in a beach by the Cookie Kingdom before the chaos begun. He was quite shocked, of course, but there had only a few things that kept him calm: he kept his money, ukulele and pet. These were very important things to the him.

Right now, he lives in one of the buldings from Sugarcoat City, even if slightly uncomfortable with the city mess. All these cookies walking here and there, the noise from almost every single thing… I’ll get used to this one day, he thought.

He walks through the streets in the city, humming a song with a charming little smile in face, greeting all cookies around him with a wave of hand and a “Good day!”, as if nothing bad had happened.

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Blackberry was walking through street, giving cold glares to everyone that dared make eye contact with her. She was not one for crowded areas, too much noise and too much living. Though, being a maid, she had some errands to run and her duties came first. Hopefully, she would be able to just get what she needed and leave as soon as possible. Wherever she walked, cookies would step out of the way, obviously trying to avoid her and the three ghosts that followed her.

Except for one. An annoyingly happy orange-haired cookie waved at her, acting as if everything was all hunky-dory. This, for some reason, angered her. Why was this carefree loser acting all happy for? Was he mocking her gloomy attitude or something? Their kingdom was in shambles, not that it mattered much to her, as she lived in the outskirts in her cozy little haunted mansion.

“Why don’t you just wipe that stupid grin off your face?” She muttered glaring at him, “Are you trying to make me feel bad or something?”

#mangocookie #ic

open//sweep floor sweep floor sweep floor sweep floor

Blackberry idly swept the walkway to her haunted manor, sweeping up any debris and leaves that cluttered it. Not many dared venture into the Hickory Smoke Woods where her manor stood, but she did not mind much. She wasn’t very sociable anyways, at least towards the living. The dead held much more interesting conversations in her opinion. It was early afternoon, though the thick fog made it appear much darker than it should be. Not that Blackberry minded one bit, the darkness was very comforting.

Three translucent ghosts floated beside her, helping her clean the walkway by haunting the leaves and pushing them into a neat pile. Who said ghosts only cause trouble? With their combined efforts, they soon finished the job. Blackberry wiped her brow, and gave a small smile at the three ghosts. Nice job.

“Well, now that that’s taken care of...” Blackberry placed a hand on her waist as she turned around, “What are you doing all the way out here?” An unexpected guest appeared!!

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Bro.. Your like totally dark man it's kinda cool.. your one scary little beach bunny bro. If it's your style maan it's cool

Who the hell was this strange tropical cookie? Blackberry didn’t know why but she felt the need to roast this bum real quick.

“Boy, look at your long palm tree neck ass ba- oh, big old slurpee straw neck ass…!”

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The other was slow to respond, for a mere moment he was quiet as if Blackberrys words at worked to insult his beach butt of an ego. Slowly a smile started to form on his face “Yeah man! My neck is pretty long, makes looking over party crowds all the easier” He stood there smiling like an idiot, completely oblivious to the fact that was an insult

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That carefree attitude did not sit well with the maid, her face twisted into a disgusted sneer as she stared at the taller cookie.

“...You do realize I’m trying to insult you, right?” She deadpanned, stating what she thought was very obvious, “Is there no braingum in that stupid head of yours?”

#pinacoladocookie #ic

Bro.. Your like totally dark man it's kinda cool.. your one scary little beach bunny bro. If it's your style maan it's cool

Who the hell was this strange tropical cookie? Blackberry didn’t know why but she felt the need to roast this bum real quick.

“Boy, look at your long palm tree neck ass ba- oh, big old slurpee straw neck ass...!”

wats up im revamping this blog to be apart of cookie crumbs hq