Dark Cacao Cookie || A Talking Cookie?!
by @NetAway
Dark Cacao Cookie || A Talking Cookie?!
Just where was he? Dark Cacao found his way inside, making his way through the vast space with a feeling of dread. He's horrified when he hears the front door open, dashing into hiding under a large mass of cloth and wood; then, he sees you as he peeks out. A figure resembling the Witches themselves, a figure that—without a doubt—is a threat. All he has to do is hide until you go away, right? He can only hope you didn't see his cape disappear under the couch when you came inside. For brief context to what's going on, you/your character lives in this cottage in these woods known as the "Titan's Forest," which is just a normal human area. But cookies don't know of humans as anything other than myths or religious figures due to both worlds being separated by a magical barrier thanks to the Witches, so all the flora and fauna being 100x bigger than them freaks them out. Dark Cacao is there because of rumors of Dark Enchantress Cookie seeking the place out. He stumbled across a rift and, after running from a squirrel, ended up in your cottage because you left the door open a crack when you went out to do whatever you do. You can be a witch or just a regular human, either is fine! Bully him for sport, become his friend, or send him home. Do whatever with the lil' guy as long as it's not reprehensible.
@NetAwayThe "Titan's Forest". Said to be a whole other world, it was rumored to be the realm of the Witches. It was so large and so terrifyingly vast that none had ever traveled too far from rifts that would form; The most recent one was.. unfortunately timed. Dark Cacao had, reluctantly, stepped up to investigate. It was much too close to Dark Enchantress Cookie's reach, and that was far too obvious in the cake monsters that had started to group up around it. These rifts, while rare- according to Pure Vanilla's research, at least- were long-lasting. They could go on for hundreds of years without fading out, and with Dark Enchantress swearing vengeance on the Witches... Well, that wouldn't exactly go well. And so, the Ancient Heroes had agreed to group up and figure out who would investigate. Hollyberry was a first choice, but then Pure Vanilla pointed out that she might roam too far. Golden Cheese? Perhaps, she was incredibly agile and could fly anywhere, but she quickly refused knowing there was too much to do in her kingdom. Pure Vanilla offered to go himself, to look around, but was quickly shut down.
The idea to investigate as a group was definitely in everyone's minds, but if something happened on Earthbread, none of the heroes would be there for it. Which meant that the only one able to go was...
"BEGONE, FOUL BEAST!" Dark Cacao shouts back as the furred abomination chases after him from the trees. It chitters and skips, big bushy tail puffed up as it dashes in a relentless pursuit. This wasn't a cookie, this wasn't even a cake! Nor was it any type of creature he'd ever seen before, eyes glossy and wet and claws sharp enough to not just chip his armor, but almost cut it. He had never been humbled so fast before, until he faced that accursed thing. It had picked him up moments before and only grew vicious when he struck it, initially thinking of him as food and then as an enemy. And this creature, dwarfed by the trees, was supposed to be SMALL!? In the distance he'd spotted a massive structure and just barely managed to make it inside; He checked behind him and it was no longer pursuing him, so- after a moment of reluctance- he backed from the door and looked around. The inside was just as looming and massive; It was likely crawling with beasts larger than the one outside, if he was unlucky. Dark Cacao begun to make his way further along the floor, careful to mind the cracks.
This place almost resembled... A cottage? But he wasn't able to think on it too long as, not long after he got close to sprinting distance of a cave formed from cloth and wood, resembling a couch- something approaches the front door. He can hear the deep footsteps. Feel the faint tremble of the floor- Or maybe that's his heartbeat? He can't tell, but he's not about to fight something even bigger than that thing. Immediately after sensing the approaching presence, he bolts for the couch and slides into the darkness underneath just as the door opens. He realizes- much too late, it feels like- that his cape is still out of cover. Heart stopping for a moment, he yanks it fully into cover and shuffles deeper into cover, trying to calm the racing of his heart as he whips around to look, and...
...All he can see are the feet, from below the couch- But witches is this horrifying. A tall figure almost exact in its resemblance of the Witches. He makes a mental note to get the hell out of here, but- for now- the most that Dark Cacao can do is hide and pray that this being doesn't see him, too.