" You cannot run from fate... "

The age of Darkness shall come!

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

//slight flashing, sorry

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AND WITH THAT:

"My Master's vision shall be fulfilled."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

what kind of music do you like (or even listen to)? Personally me, I love rock, dubstep, chiptune, and especially game osts and usts.

"...I do not often listen to music. Whatever noise the others make is my 'music,' i suppose. Poison Mushroom Cookie has taken it upon themself to learn the recorder, much to everyone else's dismay..."

"...I quite like their playing."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

I think it kinda concerns your mistress’ battle plans if the vanillian twink has the AVATAR OF DESTINY on his side you incompetent rutabaga.

"it does not concern her. Whatever allies they have are not more powerful than the ones we have. It amuses me that you whelps care enough to update me, but really, none of this concerns us. So shut up."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

…are you like him? You keep being all like “uhh I don’t care about pure vanilla cookie, Baka!”

I thought you were a lesbian! Are you bi or pan?

"what on Earthbread are you talking about. What is a 'baka?' Leave me alone. I could care less about your stupid updates on those foolish cookies."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pure vanilla cookie may have… kinda… tamed a god? The Avatar of Destiny to be exact. The creature treats him like a father!

"STOP TELLING ME ABOUT HIM. I DON'T CARE."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

priestess do you meow

"...I beg your pardon?"

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Cool news: another universe has a version of one of your enemies where he joins your master. Uncool news: he kinda got kidnapped by his goody two shoes alternate self.

"...And why should I care about this? It is not this world. It does not concern me."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee nearly chokes on the tea, quickly regaining his composure once again.]

“I…think I’ll have to decline on your offer,” [he says, rotating the cup in his hand.] “I have my own goals and ideals, and they don’t line up with Dark Enchantress’s.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Hm. Disappointing, but not surprising.

"You may think that, but my Master's visions for this world are not so different from your own goals," she presses. "Earthbread as it is now is full of chaos, disorder, divides; the power of your Redemption would be the driving force for her grand plan to reshape the world into a better place." Pomegranate takes a break from talking to sip tea and soothe her throat.

"Surely you must see the pain this world is in. You do good work, trying to fix things that are broken. We only want to help, and Dark Enchantress Cookie knows that you do, as well."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“I understand that aspect, but she’s doing it in a harmful way. I want to give cookies a second chance, like how I was given one. I want to give the world a second chance.” [He sips from his cup again.] “Thank you for the offer, but I can’t accept it.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"This... is giving the world a second chance. Letting it be reborn anew in one fell swoop." Pomegranate explains. "If you're not willing to redeem the world, where is the line drawn? Is your idea of 'redemption' not as we originally thought? Are you saying true Redemption is only achievable by a select few?" Her voice is raised, now, like a sharp edge (with, of course, a side dish of putting words in Toffee Apple's mouth). "Do you think that I could be 'redeemed,' in your own definition?"

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sets down his cup, his gaze suddenly sharp.]

“No. I do not.”

[…damn.]

“Putting words into my mouth…that’s not something a good guest would do. Your plan isn’t ’giving the world a second chance’, it’s snuffing it out and painting over it. You cannot help a cookie if they are dead.” [He puts his hands on the table, standing up.] “I believe that anyone can be redeemed IF they want to be. Redemption is possible if you try. You do not want to try. You saw one little prophecy on that mirror and jumped on it, and you show no signs of regret or guilt. So I won’t waste my time.”

[He walks to the other side of the chabudai.] “I hate to disappoint, but…If that’s what you’re really here for, I think it’s time for you to leave.” [He pauses, crossing his arms.] “If you ever change your mind, I might give it a shot. But you and I both know that that’s unlikely.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate gives Toffee an acknowledging hum, standing.

"...Thank you for the tea," she offers, giving Toffee Apple no second regard and simply leaving his house.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, closing the door behind her.]

[That won’t be the end of it, he knows that. But, hopefully, that’s all he’ll have to deal with for now. He has other plans to attend to.]

[…actually.]

[There’s a flash coming from behind Pomegranate.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate looks behind herself, toward the flash. What was that-?

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee Apple is waving through the window, smiling casually. As if they haven’t just revealed THEIR AWAKENED FORM.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

...

...whAT THE FU—

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee nearly chokes on the tea, quickly regaining his composure once again.]

“I…think I’ll have to decline on your offer,” [he says, rotating the cup in his hand.] “I have my own goals and ideals, and they don’t line up with Dark Enchantress’s.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Hm. Disappointing, but not surprising.

"You may think that, but my Master's visions for this world are not so different from your own goals," she presses. "Earthbread as it is now is full of chaos, disorder, divides; the power of your Redemption would be the driving force for her grand plan to reshape the world into a better place." Pomegranate takes a break from talking to sip tea and soothe her throat.

"Surely you must see the pain this world is in. You do good work, trying to fix things that are broken. We only want to help, and Dark Enchantress Cookie knows that you do, as well."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“I understand that aspect, but she’s doing it in a harmful way. I want to give cookies a second chance, like how I was given one. I want to give the world a second chance.” [He sips from his cup again.] “Thank you for the offer, but I can’t accept it.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"This... is giving the world a second chance. Letting it be reborn anew in one fell swoop." Pomegranate explains. "If you're not willing to redeem the world, where is the line drawn? Is your idea of 'redemption' not as we originally thought? Are you saying true Redemption is only achievable by a select few?" Her voice is raised, now, like a sharp edge (with, of course, a side dish of putting words in Toffee Apple's mouth). "Do you think that I could be 'redeemed,' in your own definition?"

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sets down his cup, his gaze suddenly sharp.]

“No. I do not.”

[…damn.]

“Putting words into my mouth…that’s not something a good guest would do. Your plan isn’t ’giving the world a second chance’, it’s snuffing it out and painting over it. You cannot help a cookie if they are dead.” [He puts his hands on the table, standing up.] “I believe that anyone can be redeemed IF they want to be. Redemption is possible if you try. You do not want to try. You saw one little prophecy on that mirror and jumped on it, and you show no signs of regret or guilt. So I won’t waste my time.”

[He walks to the other side of the chabudai.] “I hate to disappoint, but…If that’s what you’re really here for, I think it’s time for you to leave.” [He pauses, crossing his arms.] “If you ever change your mind, I might give it a shot. But you and I both know that that’s unlikely.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate gives Toffee an acknowledging hum, standing.

"...Thank you for the tea," she offers, giving Toffee Apple no second regard and simply leaving his house.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, closing the door behind her.]

[That won’t be the end of it, he knows that. But, hopefully, that’s all he’ll have to deal with for now. He has other plans to attend to.]

[…actually.]

[There’s a flash coming from behind Pomegranate.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate looks behind herself, toward the flash. What was that-?

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee nearly chokes on the tea, quickly regaining his composure once again.]

“I…think I’ll have to decline on your offer,” [he says, rotating the cup in his hand.] “I have my own goals and ideals, and they don’t line up with Dark Enchantress’s.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Hm. Disappointing, but not surprising.

"You may think that, but my Master's visions for this world are not so different from your own goals," she presses. "Earthbread as it is now is full of chaos, disorder, divides; the power of your Redemption would be the driving force for her grand plan to reshape the world into a better place." Pomegranate takes a break from talking to sip tea and soothe her throat.

"Surely you must see the pain this world is in. You do good work, trying to fix things that are broken. We only want to help, and Dark Enchantress Cookie knows that you do, as well."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“I understand that aspect, but she’s doing it in a harmful way. I want to give cookies a second chance, like how I was given one. I want to give the world a second chance.” [He sips from his cup again.] “Thank you for the offer, but I can’t accept it.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"This... is giving the world a second chance. Letting it be reborn anew in one fell swoop." Pomegranate explains. "If you're not willing to redeem the world, where is the line drawn? Is your idea of 'redemption' not as we originally thought? Are you saying true Redemption is only achievable by a select few?" Her voice is raised, now, like a sharp edge (with, of course, a side dish of putting words in Toffee Apple's mouth). "Do you think that I could be 'redeemed,' in your own definition?"

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sets down his cup, his gaze suddenly sharp.]

“No. I do not.”

[…damn.]

“Putting words into my mouth…that’s not something a good guest would do. Your plan isn’t ’giving the world a second chance’, it’s snuffing it out and painting over it. You cannot help a cookie if they are dead.” [He puts his hands on the table, standing up.] “I believe that anyone can be redeemed IF they want to be. Redemption is possible if you try. You do not want to try. You saw one little prophecy on that mirror and jumped on it, and you show no signs of regret or guilt. So I won’t waste my time.”

[He walks to the other side of the chabudai.] “I hate to disappoint, but…If that’s what you’re really here for, I think it’s time for you to leave.” [He pauses, crossing his arms.] “If you ever change your mind, I might give it a shot. But you and I both know that that’s unlikely.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate gives Toffee an acknowledging hum, standing.

"...Thank you for the tea," she offers, giving Toffee Apple no second regard and simply leaving his house.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee nearly chokes on the tea, quickly regaining his composure once again.]

“I…think I’ll have to decline on your offer,” [he says, rotating the cup in his hand.] “I have my own goals and ideals, and they don’t line up with Dark Enchantress’s.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Hm. Disappointing, but not surprising.

"You may think that, but my Master's visions for this world are not so different from your own goals," she presses. "Earthbread as it is now is full of chaos, disorder, divides; the power of your Redemption would be the driving force for her grand plan to reshape the world into a better place." Pomegranate takes a break from talking to sip tea and soothe her throat.

"Surely you must see the pain this world is in. You do good work, trying to fix things that are broken. We only want to help, and Dark Enchantress Cookie knows that you do, as well."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“I understand that aspect, but she’s doing it in a harmful way. I want to give cookies a second chance, like how I was given one. I want to give the world a second chance.” [He sips from his cup again.] “Thank you for the offer, but I can’t accept it.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"This... is giving the world a second chance. Letting it be reborn anew in one fell swoop." Pomegranate explains. "If you're not willing to redeem the world, where is the line drawn? Is your idea of 'redemption' not as we originally thought? Are you saying true Redemption is only achievable by a select few?" Her voice is raised, now, like a sharp edge (with, of course, a side dish of putting words in Toffee Apple's mouth). "Do you think that I could be 'redeemed,' in your own definition?"

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee nearly chokes on the tea, quickly regaining his composure once again.]

“I…think I’ll have to decline on your offer,” [he says, rotating the cup in his hand.] “I have my own goals and ideals, and they don’t line up with Dark Enchantress’s.”

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Hm. Disappointing, but not surprising.

"You may think that, but my Master's visions for this world are not so different from your own goals," she presses. "Earthbread as it is now is full of chaos, disorder, divides; the power of your Redemption would be the driving force for her grand plan to reshape the world into a better place." Pomegranate takes a break from talking to sip tea and soothe her throat.

"Surely you must see the pain this world is in. You do good work, trying to fix things that are broken. We only want to help, and Dark Enchantress Cookie knows that you do, as well."

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…just come in.”

[Toffee kneels at one end of the chabudai, pouring the tea into two cups.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate kneels at the other. Hm. Time to make conversation?

"...You mentioned others," she starts. Others of Toffee Apple's considerable power? Hopefully.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

“…why are you really here, Pomegranate?”

[Damn, shot down.]

[He sips his own cup of tea, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he’s looking directly at her.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"To the point, as always... that is what my Master enjoys about you." Pomegranate hums, sipping her tea. "She wishes to see you. That is why I am here."

Sip.

"She believes that your power has a greater purpose. One that she can help you foster. There is a place under her wing and in her new world order for you, should you accept it. Take it from me, I believe that you should."

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

@darkness-deceit-and-doubt

Oh shadow milk! I have a treat for youuuuu!

"What."

"...Oh. Hello, Shadow Milk Cookie."

Pomegranate Cookie doesn't have much to say to him at this time. She returns her gaze to her mirror, studying something.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Ah, Pomegranate Cookie! Lovely to see you. Those visions you showed the heroes? Real good stuff there. Well crafted. There's just one itsy bitsy problem~ can we talk about that?

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Mm. Of course, say your piece. I may be moved to act upon it."

Her attention is off the mirror for now, at least pretending to listen.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Sooooooo I haven't actually officially said anything yet, but I do have a slight problem with one of your targets. The blonde twink one. I want you to leave him be. I'll explain why if I must, but I'd recommend not fighting me here, k? The beast kept a cheerful tone, but it was clear something very serious was on his mind.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate Cookie remains silent for a moment. Pondering.

...Really?

"...assuming you mean Pure Vanilla Cookie, given that 'blonde twink one' covers more bases than it narrows down... My Master will not be pleased with this request," she muses, finally. "She and your 'other half' are at odds, and he of course was the one to deliver the final blow to her in the first Dark Flour War. I am sure you know this, of course.. or have you lost your grip on Knowledge in your embrace of Deceit?"

Pomegranate Cookie twirls her mirror in her hand, as if that would do anything. Absent fidgeting, mostly.

"Perhaps it would be best to speak with her on this matter. For now, though, all of Earthbread remains a target. Showing favoritism would be remiss in her grand plan to rebuild this world anew. This Cookie Alliance he happens to spearhead is just the main focus as of late."

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Oh, I know. And I wasn't asking. And I'm not gonna ask her either. You're leaving nilly alone. :)

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Mentally, she rolls her eyes.

"..Hm."

She turns away from him, like his "order" is the last word. Like she's conceding.

In reality, she doesnt take orders from him. But he doesn't need to concern himself with that.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Glad you're cooperating here. You do know I'm above your master, correct? I agreed to help out because I was interested in her plan, NOT because I feel any loyalty or need to obey. My loyalty lies somewhere else. And if I see any trace of you near my other half?

He drew a hand across his throat.

...the words "other half" felt a lot less related to the soul jam.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Mhm,"

She's half listening by this point. She's got things to do, after all. A war to oversee. No time for personal connections.

"Good for you. I trust you will stick to my Master's plan, then?"

Back to business.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

The jester just laughed. He laughed and laughed and laughed.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HA! Ohhhh, so amusing! You genuinely still think I'm working for her! News flash for you, I QUIT!

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"...Naturally," Pomegranate Cookie hums.

"I'm not surprised." Shadow Milk will do what he wants to, of course. Not a controllable aspect of his. Mitigatable, possibly... even then, odds are slim.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

(Before the Spice Arc)

...Pomegranate Cookie found herself at the edge of Toffee Apple's home, checking her mirror every so often. Dark Enchantress Cookie had sent her here on a mission—find and, if possible, bring back Toffee Apple Cookie to the stronghold. She was a Cookie of considerable power, but still a Cookie nonetheless.

Pomegranate steps up to the door, prayer bells jingling softly in her hold like a doorbell.

knock knock knock.

-- @darkpomegranatepriestess

[Toffee Apple looks up from his desk, setting the paperwork aside. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today.] “Coming!” [He calls out, heading towards the front door.]

[When she opens it, his face pales.] “…Pomegranate Cookie…what are you doing here?” [He does his best to stay calm, clenching his fists behind the door.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"I came to see you. What else would I be doing?" She asks, glancing inside as if to ask for permission to enter. Her gaze then returns to the cookie she's here for—Toffee Apple. He looked... good. In good health. dainty, of course, but she knew better to buy into that.

"...You seem well," is all she offers.

[theseekeroftruth-rp]

[Toffee sighs, rubbing his forehead.] “…do you want some tea?” [she offers begrudgingly, stepping out of the way. Even if he doesn’t like her, he still chooses to be polite.]

[Once she’s inside, he closes the door. There’s already tea prepared on the chabudai.]

“Dragonfly is at daycare, and Coffee Bean is taking a walk.”

[No one else is in the house…hm.]

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Tea is lovely. Thank you, Toffee Apple Cookie. May I come in?"

Despite her tight lips, there seems to be genuine gratitude in her tone.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

@darkness-deceit-and-doubt

Oh shadow milk! I have a treat for youuuuu!

"What."

"...Oh. Hello, Shadow Milk Cookie."

Pomegranate Cookie doesn't have much to say to him at this time. She returns her gaze to her mirror, studying something.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Ah, Pomegranate Cookie! Lovely to see you. Those visions you showed the heroes? Real good stuff there. Well crafted. There's just one itsy bitsy problem~ can we talk about that?

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Mm. Of course, say your piece. I may be moved to act upon it."

Her attention is off the mirror for now, at least pretending to listen.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Sooooooo I haven't actually officially said anything yet, but I do have a slight problem with one of your targets. The blonde twink one. I want you to leave him be. I'll explain why if I must, but I'd recommend not fighting me here, k? The beast kept a cheerful tone, but it was clear something very serious was on his mind.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate Cookie remains silent for a moment. Pondering.

...Really?

"...assuming you mean Pure Vanilla Cookie, given that 'blonde twink one' covers more bases than it narrows down... My Master will not be pleased with this request," she muses, finally. "She and your 'other half' are at odds, and he of course was the one to deliver the final blow to her in the first Dark Flour War. I am sure you know this, of course.. or have you lost your grip on Knowledge in your embrace of Deceit?"

Pomegranate Cookie twirls her mirror in her hand, as if that would do anything. Absent fidgeting, mostly.

"Perhaps it would be best to speak with her on this matter. For now, though, all of Earthbread remains a target. Showing favoritism would be remiss in her grand plan to rebuild this world anew. This Cookie Alliance he happens to spearhead is just the main focus as of late."

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Oh, I know. And I wasn't asking. And I'm not gonna ask her either. You're leaving nilly alone. :)

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Mentally, she rolls her eyes.

"..Hm."

She turns away from him, like his "order" is the last word. Like she's conceding.

In reality, she doesnt take orders from him. But he doesn't need to concern himself with that.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Glad you're cooperating here. You do know I'm above your master, correct? I agreed to help out because I was interested in her plan, NOT because I feel any loyalty or need to obey. My loyalty lies somewhere else. And if I see any trace of you near my other half?

He drew a hand across his throat.

...the words "other half" felt a lot less related to the soul jam.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Mhm,"

She's half listening by this point. She's got things to do, after all. A war to oversee. No time for personal connections.

"Good for you. I trust you will stick to my Master's plan, then?"

Back to business.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

@darkness-deceit-and-doubt

Oh shadow milk! I have a treat for youuuuu!

"What."

"...Oh. Hello, Shadow Milk Cookie."

Pomegranate Cookie doesn't have much to say to him at this time. She returns her gaze to her mirror, studying something.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Ah, Pomegranate Cookie! Lovely to see you. Those visions you showed the heroes? Real good stuff there. Well crafted. There's just one itsy bitsy problem~ can we talk about that?

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

"Mm. Of course, say your piece. I may be moved to act upon it."

Her attention is off the mirror for now, at least pretending to listen.

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Sooooooo I haven't actually officially said anything yet, but I do have a slight problem with one of your targets. The blonde twink one. I want you to leave him be. I'll explain why if I must, but I'd recommend not fighting me here, k? The beast kept a cheerful tone, but it was clear something very serious was on his mind.

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Pomegranate Cookie remains silent for a moment. Pondering.

...Really?

"...assuming you mean Pure Vanilla Cookie, given that 'blonde twink one' covers more bases than it narrows down... My Master will not be pleased with this request," she muses, finally. "She and your 'other half' are at odds, and he of course was the one to deliver the final blow to her in the first Dark Flour War. I am sure you know this, of course.. or have you lost your grip on Knowledge in your embrace of Deceit?"

Pomegranate Cookie twirls her mirror in her hand, as if that would do anything. Absent fidgeting, mostly.

"Perhaps it would be best to speak with her on this matter. For now, though, all of Earthbread remains a target. Showing favoritism would be remiss in her grand plan to rebuild this world anew. This Cookie Alliance he happens to spearhead is just the main focus as of late."

[darkness-deceit-and-doubt]

Oh, I know. And I wasn't asking. And I'm not gonna ask her either. You're leaving nilly alone. :)

[darkpomegranatepriestess]

Mentally, she rolls her eyes.

"..Hm."

She turns away from him, like his "order" is the last word. Like she's conceding.

In reality, she doesnt take orders from him. But he doesn't need to concern himself with that.