🌟🍦Yoko🍦🌟

Hello! I'm Yoko a transgender boy who loves things like crk and epic the musical! My fav characters are Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk! I will attempt to be active and post things such as art, and writing! (Most of which will be crk based) I love meeting new people! (Also DNI if ur MAGA or anything like that if idk I'm bad with words/ref)

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MY MUSIC TEACHER HATES ME I SWEAR

Last time I looked at my sheet music it was jingle bells how'd we get here

[moon-crystal-85]

The Light In The Darkness (part two)

Though both were cookies of deceit they had their truths that peaked through. For example, sometimes the jester would answer a question with a little too much detail, something as simple as “What was the last disaster of earthbreads history?” could turn into a full breakdown about all the history in earthbread! Who would have thought the Fount Of Knowledge would still be answering questions so specifically today? Especially if he was only this way because of what had happened to him when he was the Fount Of Knowledge…

“Vanilly~” Shadow Milk called for the recluse who was down the hall. The recluse however, paid him no mind. He didn't care for the jesters' antics right now, he was more focused on his own thoughts. Back at the peak of truth he’d found what he was looking for but it wasn’t exactly pleasant… Why corrupt if you’re looking for the truth when that truth hurts…? The truth hurts all the time, it’d hurt him many times before yet.. He couldn’t think at all why it would affect him now… except… He knew why it affected him.. It affected him because of the memories of the dark flour war… his friend White LIly Cookie had corrupted because of a truth she found and killed everyone he loved, friends and foe alike… So truth hurting does cause corruption.. He just… never thought it’d affect him.

“Why…?” The Recluse finally uttered the words he’d wanted to say. “Why what?” The jester responded in a giddy tone as if he hadn’t caused the recluse's downfall. “Why did I corrupt now? Why didn’t I corrupt then? All those other cookies that died! They died for a painful truth! WHY DOES ANYONE CORRUPT?!” The Recluse immediately responded, he knew the jester hated answering questions but he couldn’t help it. He needed answers after all...

Note(I might make this a comic too let me know if I should.)

[moon-crystal-85]

We yes WE are all soloing Dark Enchantress right?

Shes so beatable totally

[moon-crystal-85]

The Light In The Darkness. (A story W. I. P)

The Light In The Darkness

In the black and blue abyss of the spire the recluse wandered about the practically empty corridors, questioning everything. Why did the pictures always change, why did that idiotic blue jester always look at him with that sinister smile. Constantly smirking and giggling like he’d won the lottery. Sure, the Recluse had fallen to deceit but he still had his souljam. He had no intention of giving it to the jester. Yet, the jester still seemed oddly… excited to see him every time they interacted, which was rare as the Recluse often stayed in his room.. Thats what it meant to be a Recluse after all.

The jester, wicked man, had once been the noble Fount Of Knowledge, the recluse recalled seeing his portraits everywhere within the blueberry academy when he was younger. Over time the Fount turned into Shadow Milk Cookie, his disastrous behaviors causing chaos throughout all of earthbread. How was one meant to beat him? The jester had the ability to control any opposing enemy as if they were a mere puppet. Making them fight their allies like life-long enemies. He’d never been able to cause such chaos as the Fount Of Knowledge. All cookies ever did was go to him about idiocy and ask the most random questions. All simply because the Fount was bound to answer their questions as the witches had created him purely for him to do such… It was as if they wanted him to suffer. But he was soon pushed over the edge by these arrogant cookies. They only saw him as a tool and not a person. Never did they ever learn his name, nor ask him anything but questions upon questions. Most of which were pointless like his life. And while he answered them relentlessly they grew tired of the answers not being what they wanted. Calling him a fraud and a liar going as far as to say they would prove him to be by public execution. Driving him to corrupt and resort to liesand deceiving people. He'd drowned himself in the yogurt river of rebirth… reborn as the beast he turned into… He'd continue to do this for the rest of time, until he was captured and imprisoned. His souljam, the one thing that gave him purpose; splitting in half and drifting away. Ending up with another cookie… the cookie he now hated, who was now the recluse.

The recluse, known as Truthless Recluse was once Pure Vanilla cookie. The kind and gentle king of the vanilla kingdom, damned by some noble cause leading him to find the other half of the souljam… Truth. The light of his hopes constantly showing and striving for the truth. Though… he never mentioned the painful side of things. For sometimes not even he utilizes the truth he strives for. The truth he teaches, the truth everyone is said to follow. Yet how could a cookie of truth not tell the truth himself. This was the ultimatum the jester had given him. “Why should I listen and accept your truth if you cannot follow it yourself?” Leading the recluse to come to the conclusion that he too was actively embracing deceit. The recluse had fallen and been reborn as a cookie of deceit… His truth was.. Being deceitful…

(Should I make this a comic 🤔)

[moon-crystal-85]

🌟 My Introduction 🌟

Hi, I'm Krystal! I love cookie run kingdom! It's my favorite game and has been a hyperfixation of mine since around February last year! I have a habit of not being active on accounts but I will attempt to keep up with this one! I also want to attempt to start a tiktok rant account that I will fill you in on:3