#seraph cookie

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DEAD ASS BLOG! WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE

intro post if you really wanna I guess

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Dang, I haven't touched this thing in forever! (He brushes dust off the blog, coughing when it flies in his face.) Eeeeeeyikes. Mod, wouldya clean this thing every once in a while? It smells kinda weird, too.

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HAHAHAA where are my ice cream...

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where he at

I have zero (0) faith in that ridiculous mod to update this blog, so I have heroically stolen his computer! It needed to get offline anyway, it's been staring at that thing for hours.

Anyway, has anyone seen Shadow Milk Cookie? He's been lurking in the Kingdom for a while, but he disappeared a couple days ago and I'm worried I'm gonna get exploded in my sleep or something. Not that I could do anything about it, I'd just like to know where he's gotten off to. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Seraph Cookie Can't Run a Kingdom: A little preview!

The mod of this lovely blog finally wrote some of my amazing story!!!!! But that ol' fart won't post it on that weird ay-oh-three thing he has yet, so I'm stealing a little bit and posting it here on... uhh... how d'you say that... Tum-buh-lur! Heeeehehehehe!

SCCRK #1: Seraph Cookie Has a Problem

...in which the new King of Cookie Kingdom finds himself with a very important visitor on his hands.

“SERAPH COOKIE…”

The words floated around the room, past his head, tapping lightly at his half-asleep mind. He didn’t move.

“Seraph Cookie?”

It seemed to echo again, as if the original statement had stolen his magic and twisted itself into a question. The thought that a pathetic string of words, even one as mighty as his own name, would be the one to take his magic bothered him, and he shifted in his bed.

He wouldn’t get up yet, he decided, for the sun hadn’t hit his face yet, and he wasn’t about to start the day any earlier than he wanted to. Being awake was hard, and he didn’t want to partake in any of the shenanigans that his companions always created.

He probably would have stayed in bed for at least another hour. But then:

“SERAPH COOKIE!”

The doors of his room slammed open, and jolting up from bed Seraph Cookie grabbed blindly for the trident next to his bed, the cold metal searing his skin as he jabbed it at the air. The voice was too loud, too close, and he couldn’t bear the half-awake idea that it would steal his power to change itself, so he decided that, of course, he had to obliterate it.

And that was how, on the first morning of Seraph’s rule of the Kingdom Infinitim, he ended up with his trident against a horrified Wizard Cookie’s throat.

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Either the mod drew these Seraph Cookies, or that brat is very, very full of himself.

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Muehehehehehe... hello, my subjects... uh, I mean friends... uh...

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Infinitim's gimmick

(This is a continuation of this post, so if you're seeing this before that... go do the opposite)

The whole gimmick is that this blog is the Kingdom Infinitim (yes, i copy pasted my own kingdom's name, fight me), and you guys can be my little subjects friends and live in the Kingdom with your own CRK ocs!

Talk to me (Seraph Cookie, le main OC) or ask the whole Kingdom something, idc, as long as it's appropriate and stuff, yadda yadda, through this beautiful ask box.

There's nothing special or huge, ya just get to hang around, idk. I do have an ask-box if you wanna say hi :>