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[ An Indie, Semi-Mutual Exclusive, Multi-Verse Friendly RP blog for Shadow Milk Cookie of Cookie Run Kingdom; and his Purified Counterpart (Blueberry Yogurt Cookie). This blog is Dash only for simplicity!
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[ I am okay...
I am okay...........
I AM NOT OKAY AAAAAAAAAAAA- -GROSS SOBBING- ]
"Now now Bluebird you know they mean well."
Sorta...considering how on guard they still are against the both of them......Atleast things have lessen compared to last time.Seems like Hollyberry got through the stuffy council members one way or another.And after last events...Clotted has given abit more of a open mind to this arrangement.
"They are only here for security.The moment they act out again and I will put my foot down and have them leave.But for now leave them be okay?"
"AWWW! C'mon! Just a little bit?" He tried to give his biggest smile. But he could feel Blueberry Yogurt glaring at him from deep inside himself.
"Pffffh- Well that's no fun! This is YOUR Kingdom! Well.. I guess.. kinda? Why you gotta make it so complicated!" He huffed, arms crossed over his chest as he floated around Pure Vanilla.
"I'd love nothing more to tell that Clotted Cream Cookie where he can stuff his ideas." He grumbled, soon floating upside down in front of Pure Vanilla.
"Fiiiiinnneeee! Only because you said so, Vanilly. If it had been anyone else!?" He huffed.
"STILL!" He righted himself, one arm looped around the other's shoulders.
"Now that I'm here, and that stuffy old scholar is tucked deep in our Mindspace with Truthless... How about we have some fun!"
"Ah there you are!"
He smiled brightly turning to look over his shoulder to see the jester coming up from behind.Ah they never fail to show up the moment he calls for them.His silly little jester.
"Well it's been quite awhile hasn't it?I figured you must feel stuffy at the spire.Did I interrupt something dear?"
"PSSSSH- Hardly. To be honest half of the work is being done by Black Sapphire Cookie and Candy Apple Cookie. I barely have to lift a finger to get anything done! Which.. isn't bad, but it's given me plenty of time to work on my newest performance!" He pushed his cheek against the others. "Oooohhh the Drama, Vanilly! How easy it is for mere rumors to turn cookies on one another! Ehehehehe!" He smiled, a big, toothy grin. "But it must be so so so so DULL here if you're calling on me. Well, I am HERE! Here to entertain and excite my other-half! Why, you should have called me sooner!" A giggle escaped him, ever the yapper.
"Ooohhh.. I know what we can do. How about we expel those Republic bozo's outta the castle! They're so.. UHHGGG... BORING! And nosey!"
"And where is my silly little bluebird i wonder."
Hands reach out to grab at Pure Vanilla Cookies' shoulders.
...
"You called, Vanilly~" Ah.. there he was. His eyes were wide, locked onto the healer as he almost hugged them from behind.
"Look at YOU! Calling for moi! Why! I'm flattered!"
general psa that i will NEVER be upset with you for taking forever/never answering something i send you
we all have lives outside of this and muses are fickle like, i get it and i never want anyone to be afraid that i’d hold it against them like if i send you a meme and you’re not feeling it? you don’t need to answer it
if we plot something and i make a starter and you’re not feeling it anymore? that’s okay too. even if halfway through a thread it feels like it’s going nowhere so you wanna drop it? that’s 100% okay
honestly? you don’t even need to let me know you’re dropping something/not answering something like im not here to pressure you or bug you about replies and i don’t care if you’re actively writing with other people or anything, like if you’re not interested in writing something with me i won’t take it personally
and even if you don’t want to drop something and take literal months to answer? that’s chill like me too okay
and all i ask is that you extend the same courtesy to me <3
"I'm not mad. No no no, I'm NOT. MAD." He's fuming. How, how could he lose to that crusty, bitter.. GRUMP!?
"There has to have been a fluke, something that didn't go according to the script. I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO AGAINST PURE VANILLA COOKIE AND WIN!" He snarls.. Oohhh..
Yeah.. He's mad.
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"I'M TRYING!!!"
“HOW ARE YOU LOSING?!?"
"I. DON'T. KNOW!"
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"A 'cookie' with class, good!"
"Thank you~ Thank you~ I'm glad someone has the same sense as me!"
"...... Wait....."
"Have we met?"
Uh oh..
"Pffffh! Naaaah! I have a VERY unforgettable, and handsome face! So clearly we've never met before! since you don't recognize me!"
Oh he's.. backpedaling HARD.
"You are so possessive of Vanilla. "
"STAY BACK! HIM AND HIS SOUL JAM BELONG TO ME! DO YOU HEAR ME!"
Oh.. he was livid right now. The Beast Cookie was more than ready to completely tear anything that came near him and Pure Vanilla crumb by crumb.
"DO. NOT. TEST. ME."
"I happen to think Vanilla is very sweet and adorable. "
". . ."
"PURE VANILLA COOKIE IS MINE! STAY AWAY FROM HIM! YOU HEAR ME!?"
A cough.. and the Jester right's himself.
".. Ahem.. hmm.. mm.."
"Little grey face... You're playing with fire. How about you step aside, buzz off! Unless you rreeeaaaalllyyy wanna volunteer to be one of the new puppets for my newest play."
Pure Vanilla continues to rack his brain for a solution, seeing no viable options other than physical force. He couldn't take on the both of them, even with-
Oh.
He gets an idea.
"It's a good thing I'm not a puppet then, hm? Although... I've been meaning to test if I could use dismembered cookie parts as viable puppets instead of just cardboard. Simple as ripping them apart, seeing how they tick, and then putting them back together! Sure, it'll be a bit messy, but what isn't? I'm sure you'd look just as pathetic while hanging from strings as you already do now."
Not even a few seconds after that comment, Shadow Milk was quick to lunge at Blueberry Yogurt to bite back. Again.
There was nothing civilized about how he fought. It either involved sharp teeth or sharp claws, and he was even in the process of tearing the other's staff out of his grasp during the struggle. However, with both sides more or less matched in terms of power, it was quickly becoming a stalemate. This doesn't stop Shadow Milk from taunting his opponent in between attacking though.
"Oh, I'll LOVE to discard you after I've gotten bored of you being my puppet!"
"That can be easily arranged!" Blueberry Yogurt Cookie snarled right back at the other. Oh.. he'd love nothing more than to string up this COPY CAT like a worthless shred of paper! The moment he was lunged at, Blueberry grabbed the other's arms and already snarled, snapping at the other with his own sharp teeth. It.. might have been comical. Watching two seemingly distinguished, well articulate cookie.. fighting like wild animals. All boiling into a neigh cartoonish brawl of claws, teeth, screaming and headbutting.
They were equal in power, thus it was more a battle of attrition at this point.
"And I would ADORE to string you up like little more than a discarded TOY! Oh yes.. I'm sure Vanilly would LOVE to see how PATHETIC you are!"
He sighs...
"I wonder what Pure Vanilla Cookie is up to right now..." He didn't want to always keep smothering the healer at every chance he got. But Blueberry Yogurt Cookie simply missed the other any time they were apart.
It made his half of the soul jam ache.
But he couldn't be at the countless meetings the other found themselves in. So..
He was forced to sit there, sip his tea in the common rooms of the palace in the Vanilla Kingdom...
And wait.
. . .
With a sigh, he boredly waved his hand. conjuring small paper puppets to at least, maybe, curb his boredom with a small play.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛You know nothing!❜
He exclaimed taking into the air to follow the other.He twirled his own staff pointing it right back at the scholar.His chest hurt,he hated knowing the feeling of being complete.If he never knew this he wouldn't have craved it so badly.It felt like he was dying.. The chess pieces continued to rain,crumbling as they hit the ground.He was tired of fighting it was just annoying to deal with all of this.With the other desperately wanting him to give in and accept the hero.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛Our friends haven't you forgotten?Baked with our soul jams since the beginning.They lead cookies along with us,I refuse to betray them just for this delulu you have with Pure Vanilla.A liar,a traitor,a thief!❜
Strings shot out to try and claim the other again.It's best he ended this quick.Less he had to hear this broken record that continued to plead to him to return to Pure Vanilla's side...Pathetic.
"Ah yes, telling yourself that they know 'nothing'. Classssiiicccc Shadow Milk, spouting BALONEY! Complete HOGWASH!" He hurt as well, the pain in his heart was one he shared. Because it was their pain. All Blueberry Yogurt was.. was the past reflection, the trickle of sanity left in Shadow Milk's mind and soul.
Given life because of their boundless magic. Most cookies didn't have to worry about their subconscious voices being real.
Not the clown.
"He's not a thief! He EARNED his soul jam with his kindness, wisdom and heart! He accepted Deceit! He knew that Truth and Deceit must BOTH exist!" He scoffed as the strings shot out, and again, a barrier was erected around Blueberry Yogurt.
"And you know what, Shadow Milk Cookie? I'll continue to chant these words! And you will never silence me! Not any more! Because unlike you.. *I* now understand!" He pushed out his barrier, an attempt to blast the Jester back.
This fight couldn't continue, but he had a place he could retreat to. The sanctuary he made within his own mind. One he can bother Shadow Milk Cookie from within.
He just needed the right opening to flee.
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'Cake Pop' was sweeping the bakery's floor with a broom, humming a tune to herself, and watching over the bakery as requested from the owner as she had to step out to grab a few ingredients since the bakery ran out of them and they were needed badly.
The same bakery which served as her new home as well since she had nowhere else to go especially what happened. Soon she heard the chime of the bell which told the 'pink cookie' that someone had entered the shop.
"Hang on! I will be with you in a minute... Let me finish this!~♡" The 'pink' cookie sang out, not looking to see who entered, as she wanted to finish sweeping with just how close she was to finishing the task.
Surely the cookie could wait right?
This surely has to be the place...
A paper was in one hand as he walked into the bakery, Blueberry Yogurt was a cookie on a mission right now. The scholar had been planning weeks for this little surprise. It wasn't necessarily a 'big' reason, but it meant a lot to him.
He wanted to show Pure Vanilla Cookie his gratitude, by holding a lovely gathering for himself and the healer. Of course, Hollyberry Cookie had teased him that all he was doing was setting up a 'date'.. But the scholar refused such a name. Saying it was purely.. utterly.. just a means of him saying 'thank you' for everything the healer had done.
Everything else had been acquired, except.. well.. a cake. And he'd been told to come here by many a cookie. Saying that this bakery made some of the best around.
He'd spent the past few days quietly poking at flavours the healer enjoyed, compiling a list of what he felt would be the PERFECT flavours.
But once he entered, he heard a voice. The owner? Perhaps?
"Ohhh don't worry! Please, feel free to take your time!" He called back out gently, a chuckle in his voice. While he'd wait, he took a look at what was already on display.
Maaaaaybe he'd also get something for himself while he's here.
Animatronics erupted upon crashing into the barrier.He sneered finally breaking through that pesty shield.But yet the other continued to talk.Lying to himself?Bah!Every cookie lies.It matters not,if he lied to himself.After all that's what got the other in this mess to begin with.Every little white lie they told themself before they crumbled under the weight of it all and fell from their pedestal. Eyes widen at the next set of words.Help them?He didn't need help.He was perfectly fine spreading deciet.Over joyed with the idea of making it a duo act.Till Pure Vanilla had to ruin it all.Shattered any trust he had in confiding to another cookie.The resonance he felt with the other half of his soul jam became something he hated.How could he ever accept him?How could the hero dare offer his hand to the villian.They lived on opposite sides of good and evil.Lies and Truth.There is no union of that.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛AFRAID?MOI???NO no no.Shut up shut up shut up!❜
He exclaimed lashing out as his hair grew unkempt losing it's form in his unstable state. Giant chess pieces started to rain down in hopes to crush the other.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛I DON'T NEED IT.I DON'T NEED THEM AT ALL.I DON'T WANT THEIR ACCEPTANCE AND SURE AS HELL DO NOT NEED IT.❜
The way his other-self was lashing out told the scholar everything he needed to know. They were unstable, lashing out in fear and rage. They had that taste of being whole, of someone else finally being at their side and understanding them.
Having that torn away.. Hurt. It held a gaping hole that only Pure Vanilla could fill.
Both of them knew this.
As the Giant Chess pieces fell, the eyes turned upward, blasting back several. But many forced the Scholar to take to the air, flying to avoid the landing of several.
"YES WE DO! By the creators.. was I always so DENSE!" He yelled out at Shadow Milk Cookie.
"We're scared! We're TERRIFIED! We were alone in that seal for eons! With NO ONE!" He blasted to pieces another giant chess piece.
"And what? Do you really think our 'friends' are going to mend that hole?! No.. None of them would. They're too busy trying to chase past glory and destruction rather than making something of the present! To make our future better!" He came to a landing, right in front of Shadow Milk Cookie.
He didn't attack though, but he pointed the top of his Key-staff right in his face, staring right into the Jester's eyes.
"And you want to chase away the only cookie willing, even wanting to be with us? Because of your scared? Scared of what?" He pulled his Key-staff back to his side...
Golden eyes opened to vaporize his poor paper puppets that tried to break the other's barrier.He growled summoning animatronic versions of the jester that would slam with force into the barrier repeatedly.How can this little gnat keep fighting him off?He had the upper hand before but that stupid priest must of done something. He flinched hearing them speak out of pity.He hated that look on their face.They were so angry at him before,they fought like cats and dogs.It was either one or the other but now?..Yogurt looked at him with remorse.They pitied his existence and the jester hated it.How dare they sympathize with him. Hearing how the priest waited for him had his stomach twist up.He was hurt,betrayed.The jester didn't like how easily he let his guard down for the other hero.How they invaded his heart and claimed his ever waking thoughts.The delighted glee he felt bringing the ancient hero into the same level as him.See that beautiful submissive soul of theirs get tainted and fall into corruption.How their soul jams both become of deceit and they become one. He finally felt whole at that moment.Someone who understood and embraced him.And yet that blissful moment didn't last long.In a quick moment he felt stabbed.A pain worse then being impaled by the witches fork as he was sealed in the tree.The betrayal haunted him,he who was the master of deceit get fooled so easily.His pride was wounded,his heart left to bled. How could he accept that hand?How could he trust the words again?This was all a bigger lie just to get him to give in.To either be sealed again,crumbled or have his existence wiped away in favor for his sane side. The eyes in his hair sobbed.His soul jam painfully ached wanting the other half of his soul.He shook his head letting the animatronics blow up upon impact to the barrier.Giving a cold stare over to his other self.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛Everyone Lies...Fool me once never again Blueberry Yogurt.❜
The animatronic copies erupted upon the barrier, that proved to be too much for the Scholar as the barrier cracked and shattered. Blueberry Yogurt hissed out, sharp teeth bared as he shielded his face.
"And we keep lying to ourselves, Shadow Milk." He still stood firm. Indeed, Pure Vanilla HAD done something. That brief moment where their souls had merged.. He'd been given a boost of power like no other.
Enough to at least stand his ground against the Jester if more time was needed.
But he knew the other was hurting. Because that was him. It was his feelings. He hurt as well.. But his pain came from that longing now. He wanted to be with Pure Vanilla, he WANTED to take his hand. But his fear, his anger, his rage and desire to protect himself from pain got in the way and lashed out.
"He only wants to help us, Shadow Milk! No one has ever touched our soul like that.. I know you feel it too!" He moved to the side, working to avoid the others oncoming attacks.
"That longing, the desire. You honestly think ANYONE could give us that!? He's willing to do that if you just accepted him!" He kept his key-staff firmly in hand, summoning the golden eyes again to defend himself if necessary.
"What are you afraid of!?" Aiming right for the heart with his words.
