Part 26

...Cowabummer 💔

Uh oh stinky~

(part 1)

euclydia was destroyed, what, a few trillion years ago? we can joke about it by now, right?

(audio is of course from john mulaney's "The One Thing You Can't Replace")

[Video description:

Bill Cipher is shown, heavily zoomed in so that only the top half of his eye is visible.

The speaker in the audio says, "And I had that thought, that only blackout drunks, and Steve Urkel, can have." The audience laughs.

It zooms out to show that Bill is floating in front of the remains of Euclydia, the rest of his body covered in blood.

"Did-" The speaker is cut off as the audience continues to laugh and clap.

Bill looks at his blood-covered hands, then turns to look behind him. He glances back at himself, and jumps back as he notices the blood all over him.

"Did I do that?"

It zooms in on Bill's haunted expression, sharply contrasted by the humorous tone of the words. End description]

TW! DEATH, MENTAL BREAKDOWN (SORTA)

The king’s unblinking gaze was locked onto the priestess’ mirror…the same mirror that had inflicted that dreaded curse upon him long ago.

And that was when it hit him. It snapped. The king’s patience and will snapped in two like a measly rubber band. Pomegranate stood before them, with the same cold smirk, her crimson heels clicking along the stone floor towards them, musing with a small, childish giggle in which she hid behind her sleeve. She did not even need to inflict the spell, for the sight of the red robed cookie was enough to send his rage..his anger, his berserk conscience locked deep within the King’s mind into a raging frenzy. Dark Cacao’s hand turned numb, beginning to pulsate and prickle with pain. He would’ve held himself back..but what was the point? Dark Choco stood beside him with pursed lips, visage scrunching further with vexation as his enemy approached. Yet as soon as his gaze caught his father’s almost expressionless face, and his throbbing and pulsating hand, his pupils narrowed. The king’s expression twisted into a LIVID snarl, his soul jam beginning to flicker profusely.

``…Father..!? Father! Snap out of it! Before-``

His desperate attempts to warn his father were all in vain as the furious king dashed towards the priestess, slashing right at her throat with his mighty blade.

But, the attack was to no avail, as she manuvered backwards just in time to dodge the unplanned attack. She was toying with him.

All of a sudden, The king doubles over, screaming in pain as he grips his right arm, feeling it begin to grow swollen as bones and muscles shift, crown beginning to dismember and float. The black spreads up his arm, claws breaking through his gloves. His sleeve starts to tear, Dark Cacao growling in agony. The pain is unlike anything he's ever felt; it's suffocating.

At this point, the pain is excruciating. He can't think properly, breathe properly, it just hurts. And he wants it to stop.

The crimson priestess only muses with a menacing smirk as she watched the king transform. The king feels the exact rage, the very rage consuming his mind coursing through his veins, as the agony travels to the rest of his body, his body pulsating whilst his left arm follows suit.

``..YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS!`` Dark Choco dashed at Pomegranate, before the throne room echoed with the battle of spells and swords.

It quickly spreads to the rest of his body, he soon starts to increase in size, bones growing and contorting to fit this..new form. His groans and cries turn to guttural and agonised screams. He just wishes somebody..anybody, would make it stop.

Dark Choco was too oblivious and distracted by the fight to notice his father’s agony..he was going to end Pomegranate..here and now.

He lets out an agonised scream as his face starts to turn, features appearing to melt into one another as his eyes and mouth turn white. His scream turns more and more guttural as he keeps growing, Dark Cacao finally accepting defeat and letting his berserk self take control once more.

Dark Choco froze at the anguished wail, staring at him in horror. ``..F..Father?`` He managed to utter, before Pomegranate struck Choco, causing him to hit the far wall of the throne room and sank several inches into it, the wind knocked from his lungs in one painful smack.

The armour morphs with him; well, the top half at least. The rest isn't so lucky. The metal surrounding his feet and legs groans under the increased pressure, eventually cracking and snapping off.

Dark Cacao can't speak; his words come out as guttural roars as he grows to 20ft. Then 40ft. And he keeps growing taller and taller, hair dissipating into smoky tendrils, until the lower half of his body disappears into smoke as well. He towers over the two, its roar almost deafening.

The ghostly beast seems to immediately turn its attention to Pomegranate Cookie, vengeance clouding its glowing white eyes.

The priestess’ eyes widened, yet she tried to shirk off her fear with a mocking giggle. ``…Pathetic…seems you always will be a monster.``

The beast was triggered by her words, roaring as it began to slash and claw at her mercilessly. She swiftly dodged, believing she could trap it with the same incapacitation spell that unleashed it.

Yet..the spell was to no avail. The crimson priestess’ brows furrowed, watching her spell fail as she now stared up in horror at the beast, then back at Dark Choco Cookie..She knew full well this was karma.

The beast raised its claw, right before slashing her body clean open, the life almost immediately fading from her eyes as her body limply hit the wall. Her anguished cry of agony soon fell silent.

She was finally dead.

“Soul Jam brings and manifests the true and just feelings, emotions, personality and being of their host.”

“Their true nature…how they view themselves, and how they react to certain triggers.”

“They are connected to the very dough, jam and soulstone of a Cookie…”

“Depending on the situation, the Cookie with intense emotions will let out the Soul Jam and their True Nature.”

“For this situation young prince, you triggered your father’s negative emotions…”

“He was distressed, overwhelmed, the pain your comrade triggered in his mind manifested into this terrifying beast…”

“But…I’m afraid to say to you…even if he looks ghostly…”

“This is how he usually sees himself”

Thinking of an AU and got this…I like ghost Cacao, and I am willing to make AUs for it.

Part 24

-knock knock -who's there?

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Part 21

Surprise surprise!

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Getting a feel for my designs for smilk & all of his era's, plus some headcanons & extras.

Corrupted Dark Cacao AU [Tea Party for the Fallen page 15-16]

Wow, you can see PV giving up in real time!

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