COOKIE OF DESTINY

All these precious moments- But our road is not always easy

. A Multimuse Cookie Run RP Blog .

Anon

hello... cookies of earthbread.... do any of you have particularly strong feelings about poptarts being considered ravioli... agree? disagree?

@prestideception

The Fount waits outside the doors of the Ivory Pagoda, hands folded in front of them. Dark circles underline their bleary eyes. They've opted for a cloak over their robes today; partially to travel discreetly, but also to help obscure those sickening blights within their hair that keep growing by the day. It takes far too much magic to conceal them, and the knowledge that they're there drives a pit into their stomach. The door cracks open, and they give a little bow to the cookie on the other side. "Flour." They offer her an exhausted smile. "I hope I haven't come at an inconvenient time. It's become harder and harder for us to meet so casually." Every day, more and more questions. They expected plenty lying in wait upon their return to the spire.

Flour of Volition let out an exhausted sigh when the last cookie who wanted their desires and wishes granted finally left before rubbing her hand through her hair. The weight of trying to help every single cookie that came to her was growing heavier and heavier, however she couldn’t afford to allow the weight to crush her nor could she stop…

After all, she was the Virtue of Volition; her will was absolute and she couldn’t bear the sight of cookies suffering when she could wave their problems away with her hands.

Regardless, she lifted her head up when she heard the door crack open, wondering if she was wrong about the cookie that left being the last one, until she relaxed slightly when she realized who it was and felt the familiar magic coming off the other.

“Ah, Milk…. No… Actually you came at an ideal time to tell you truthfully… I just finished helping the last cookie with the problem that they have brought to me but I must agree… It is getting harder for us to meet… As well as the others.” Flour spoke softly even if she had a strained smile on her face; trying to hide the exhaustion trapped inside of her dough.

“What makes you think I’m not doing anything? Or do you believe that I’m simplifying waiting around for the 'inevitable' because you’re not seeing me doing anything? Or the fact I would spill EVERYTHING about what I’m up to towards your face?” White Enchantress spoke, tilting their head back, with a frown on their face as they twirls the staff in their hand before rolling their eyes at the nonsense being spilled towards them.

…Ugh…. Was she this annoying when they were split and she was high on power? Speaking how almighty she was and how untouchable she was? And treating everyone like idiots?

“You have enemies… I don’t care who does it but It’s only a matter of time before someone takes you down and your ego is going to cost you that when you are knocked off your high throne… The crash will hit you so hard that I wouldn’t be surprised if your soul is obliterated.” They hummed, shifting so that they were leaning on their staff, and looking at their claws on their hand that was stained with dark magic.

".... Deceit... I know you're there." A voice spoke which sounded like the vessel that it was coming out from, however it was completely flat, and dark eyes which glow ever so brightly drifting to a corner where it sensed the presence in the first place.

It knew harm would not be brought to its vessel however…  It needed to take over even for a brief moment…

Allowing her to rest peacefully and gather herself once more whilst it was in charge... A move which it didn’t do as it preferred to allow its vessel to make their own choices.

This also allows it to see what Deceit wanted with it appearing.

After being deny by Death by the Black Blight (@taintedandy): Linzer find herself in various situation where Life is trying to kill her (think of Final Destination) however each attempts failing to claim her thus , the situation gets more and more dangerous as a result.