Dark Cacao Cookie [wretched version]
honestly idk what to call this version of him lol but i can explain the story
i made up a fun AU/idea that i might make as a parallel to mocha's story but the stakes are WAY higher
it's similar to my soul jam rot thing where the soul jams' effects are realistic like the whole immortal for WAY too long and the super strength and all that stuff, but for this AU [idk what to call it] the soul jams are still there yknow, the ancients are still immortal, super strength all that stuff buuuuut instead of being deformed by immortality or whatever, they're relatively normal but the ancients are going nuts from their super strength, durability, immortality etc.
PV, WL and GC shut themselves away, they can't bear to hurt anyone else, HB is passionate, she's blissfully unaware of what she's doing [she's hurting people by accident from the super strength, she's reckless and getting into fights to test her durability, and of course the whole immortality thing, she's coping with juice] and DC is just weirdly stagnant
when dark choco attacked him, he was influenced by the strawberry jam sword [no hypnosis/brainwashing etc because i'm very uncomfy with that stuff], but in the sense that he wanted to kill his dad to prevent him from hurting anyone else but dark cacao survived it, and he was left heartbroken, sad, empty nest syndrome and all that
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but in crispia ch 14-30, when dark cacao goes nuts, because of the whole soul jam going crazy thing, he ends up [very much accidentally] slaughtering the entire room, but instead of burying them, he resurrects them, using their bodies as a hive mind. their souls are gone, thankfully, so there's no possession here, he's just piloting their bodies to cope with what he did
also because he built the citadel, he IS the citadel, the citadel is his eyes, ears, everything, and he can see EVERYTHING in the citadel
he can warp reality around him and shapeshift into any size, as big as a room or as little as a puddle of cacao syrup on the floor. he tends to stay in the throne room or in the citadel in general, he very rarely ever goes out if at all
dark cacao pretty much can't feel warmth and is desperate to feel it, i like to think of him as like a mix between a lich and a vampire but he doesn't NEED to feed on jam or whatever, he WANTS to feel warmth. so if someone like a thief breaks into the citadel, he can just devour them alive to attempt to feel warmth. he's not undead, but he might as well be tbh, he's lived for so long that he feels hollow inside and constantly cold
unfortunately he's very desperate for affection because of his empty nest syndrome [dark choco and all that], he can get clingy extremely quickly and he demands attention, even if it's from the meat bodies he's piloting, and it's driving him even more nuts.
for design notes his ribs can open to show the void of his chest, it's like a slimy mass of organs plus his cold, slow-beating and broken heart. his belly is wrapped in bandages due to being disemboweled by dark choco, and while i do draw him with a void for a face, he does have one, but i like drawing him with the void because it's scarier. he can manifest teeth too.
shit i'm yapping i'm sorry
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