#auroracloak

[mastersword]

there’s less odd things he's seen; he wouldn't consider this odd to begin with. kneeling down, he offers a shaved ice to the cookie. is it able to eat these? well, maybe. he offers a smile as well, before he himself sits in the surrounding snow. he doesn't seem to be acting like he doesn't know it at all.

"Do you like soup?" spoonful of his own shaved ice into his mouth.

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[phantommirrored]

@auroracloak

“Remember, it’s Lord Ganon who protects you from the light.”

The voice came from nowhere and everywhere all at once.  Shadow watched as this memory played out, it wasn’t something he would forget, but goodness...Did this really have to be the one to start him off?  It ultimately led to his demise.

He watched as his form struggled to stand.  Though...Someone caught the corner of his vision, he could only assume they got here by accident...When he looked to see who it was, he grimaced.  It was that snow kid again!  Surely his cover would be blown for certain if it saw this.  Word of mouth and actually seeing it play out were two different stories.

Shadow found himself jumping and floating right in Snow Sugar’s way to prevent it from seeing any more.  “Whoa, whoa, whoa, do you know how invasive it is to just prod through peoples’ memories like that?  Especially when you barely know them?”

[crimetimefox]

@auroracloak

The sights and aromas of all the hometown foods could bring anyone to tears, and that was more than enough for Gregg. The fox could be found tossing pierogis up and (mostly) into his mouth - seems he’s enjoying it! Until one hits him smack in the eyes, forcing him to stifle a scream; but it can’t stop the tears. It seems like a normal response, but after awhile of the food attack he can’t seem to stop crying...

Maybe this place is a little much to handle, but it’s just like home. Without any friends. Gregg plants his head onto the table, trying to scoop a gyoza into his mouth. At least the food has the same charm.

[dreamb0rne]

@auroracloak​

    Even weeks before Snowtide celebration commenced, you’d noticed stores becoming cheerier in spirit and in stock. Decorations lining the aisle, you and Christian had taken fifteen minutes just going around the place to pick up, marvel at, then set down merchandise.      It turned out to be too overwhelming for your rival to take in (the colors, the new concepts, and the amount of people doing their shopping all were a perfect, terrible sensory storm), so you helped guide him outside of the place to catch some fresh air. Though he does it slowly to mask it from you, you can still hear Christian sigh in relief--then gasp!

     What you had both assumed was an outside decoration suddenly moves.

     Startled, Christian jumps in place. (You don’t). It’s an oddly-shaped stranger, sort of like you in the way its outline shifted blue, but you can... smell sugar very strongly coming from it. It did appear visually similar to some props you had seen inside the store, but... Snow Sugar Cookie was alive, you were sure of it.

“What--is that?” Christian asks, back hunched toward it in an aggressive posture. He sees the sugar cookie blink, and relaxes his shoulders by a fraction. 

“Is it... Are you real?”

[phantommirrored]

@auroracloak

“Be careful!!”  A voice calls out from below, if the child looked down, they would see a hero clad in red, fending off any monsters from the ground.  But, when he saw an enemy going to attack the other from the sky.  Shadow performed an upward movement that sent an energy beam from the sword and deflected the monster back.

“You need to be more aware of your surroundings!!”  The disguised shadow called up, “You could have gotten hurt.”  He may not have truly been the Red Link, but he knew what he was like, he was technically part of him.  No one would know he was “a fake” unless they knew Red.  So, Shadow was in the clear here.  If anything, this was appropriate, the only way Shadow knew how to help people was to look more trustworthy...And who to be more trustworthy than a Link?  That was his thought process, he was still stuck in his old ways for now.

[phantommirrored]

❝ well, it’s no secret that the best thing about a secret is secretly telling someone your secret, thereby secretly adding another secret to their secret collection of secrets… secretly. ❞

“...So?  What’s the secret?  C’mon kid...I’m all ears.  I won’t tell a soul.”

[isolaradiale]

sadly it seems like my muse for the lil guy has melted so im dropping snow sugar cookie from cookie run u__u it was housed in condo 451. sorry to anyone i was threading with and hopefully ill be able to bring it back someday!

Dropped!

~ mod bellatrix

[idealflames]

♕ - ; that was a strange out of place sight. catching it off to the side of the road he walked this morning he saw what looked to be a perfectly in tact cookie standing perfectly still. it was a damn waste to see food like that being dropped but there should at least be some respect for throwing it out properly. it wasn’t until he began stepping towards it, bending over to pick it before he saw it move for a split second, his hand retracting. 

“ did.. do my eyes deceive me or did it move..? “ percival would ask himself for a moment as he stood there in brief shock. 

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