#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁
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@shadesofyellows asks: "My you're a gloomy one" Clotted Cream said to Dark Choco.
The man blinked, lifting his gaze from where he’d been staring at his sword—new, shining in tones of white and gold that felt far too beautiful for him to wield—to look at Clotted Cream instead, his expression carefully kept neutral. Had Dark Choco been making a face, or was this in regards to where Financier had found him?
Regardless, Dark Choco wasn’t sure what to make of his comment. “...Yes.” He sighed. “Is there something wrong with that?” This wasn’t going to be another Pomegranate situation, was it?
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Republic’s pawn — V: Paladin#shadesofyellows#Thank-Q for waiting! — Queue.#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@darkcacaocookieandfriends inquired:
“ What are you going to be for Halloween? “ (Choco Werehound to Dark Choco)
Hallowmeme
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"Me?" While it might've seemed like an odd question from the Werehound, Dark Choco knew better, and thus would give him an honest answer. "Mm... I had an idea, but I'm not entirely set on it..."
Knowing him, he'd probably end up asking Pumpkin Pie for help again regardless. If she didn't come to him, anyway.
"...Have you and Licorice decided on anything?"
#darkcacaocookieandfriends#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#[Event: Spooky Month 2024]#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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"DARK CACAO COOKIE CAN GO DIE IN A PIT"
ah, of course. the 'pushing people's buttons' anon.
"..."
"...Not... that sort of disrespectful."
Regardless, guess who's getting stabbed!
#▷Dark Choco ♚ Crack.◁#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Grey stranger — Anon.#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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Anonymous inquired:
What costume are you wearing?
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"...I don't remember his name. Pumpkin Pie chose this for me." Dark Choco admitted, though he didn't seem ashamed, instead fiddling with the top layer of his faux armor. "All I remember is that he has a scar on the same eye as my own. Burnt instead of cut, but still given to him by his father before he was banished from his kingdom."
There's a pause, during which he seems to become a little... amused? But only slightly.
"...Mm. He also wears very poorly designed armor."
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#[Event: Spooky Month 2023]#Grey stranger — Anon.#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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"'Frame'...?"
As bad as it was to murder another, there was something about attempting to pin the deed on another that struck him as... worse. Why try to hide? If they'd done it, then that was their dishonor to bear...
"Did they ever get found? ...The fan."
"Mmhm... Granted, I keep my things locked away now if I can help it due to that incident...." And hopefully it would be an incident she didn't have to go through again with how the incident played out in the first place.
"Admittedly, that incident could have ended poorly, since that fan did try to kill someone and frame a cookie for the murder."
#{ i cant think of context but this is still a really funny pair of characters to have chat lmao }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#cookieofearthbread
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@mixed-up-multiverse inquired:
Pompon lookin' at the anon, then up at Choco.
Want them to EAT that jerk, Choco? Because they will...
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Even if he couldn't quite understand, Dark Choco caught the doll's expression. Even if it had been a while ago now, he recognized it from the incident with the wolves. The only difference was that it seemed to... wait.
Was it asking him for permission...?
"No. The question was harmless."
As much as it had bothered him, implying that he'd go back on finally allowing his hair to grow out again after so long purely for the sake of a costume... He did not want the night to end with death over what was likely a question asked in earnest.
...Or so Dark Choco assumed. He didn't know how common the practice was, and he wasn't about to ask the haunted doll at his side.
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#[Event: Spooky Month 2023]#mixedupmultiverse#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@cookieofearthbread inquired:
“Trick or Treat!” from Cotton Cookie to Dark Choco
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Dark Choco, who'd only gotten back to his home recently and had not been expecting anyone to appear at his door, took a little while to answer it.
When he finally did, it became apparent that he hadn't yet bothered to take off his costume, though he'd taken the liberty of putting his hair down. Fortunately for him, there was... probably a good chance Cotton wouldn't recognize it as one.
Even if that was the case, there was still an awkward pause as she blurt out what he'd been muttering only several minutes ago.
"...Here."
Dark Choco eventually said, pulling from his bucket to drop a treat into hers. He'd recieved it from someone who seemed similarly unenthused about the holiday.
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#cookieofearthbread#[Event: Spooky Month 2023]#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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Anonymous inquired:
Did you cut your hair for this?
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Immediately, he was tense again. It was almost funny how that made him look more "in character" as his costume.
"No. I did not."
#{ he's keeping his post redemption fluff thank you! }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Grey stranger — Anon.#[Event: Spooky Month 2023]#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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As the Cookie lead Dark Cacao towards his son, the recently awakened Dark Choco found himself desparately attempting to recall recent events.
Outside. He'd been outside, alone, marching outwards with a spare sword he'd picked up from the remains of the Watchers' battle with the Licorice Ooze - he hadn't dared to stop and consider whether its owner had died or simply left it behind - and looking to stop by a village.
Then, whether it be by distraction or his survival skills simply having grown rusty, he'd been attacked. He'd fallen into the snow, and...
Dark Choco almost tried to parse what it was right then and there before he'd processed that he was indoors, sitting upright in a vaguely familiar bed and the smell of bitter herbs catching in his nose. The Citadel. He was in the infirmary hall of the Black Citadel. The faint groans and mutters of others made that especially obvious.
...Not to mention the way his shoulder throbbed under the pressure of what he guessed was an unholy chimera of gauze and bandages. His ankle hurt too, but it was thankfully faint compared to the other wound.
The prince grit his teeth as his ankle smarted.
Nevermind.
Yet he couldn't help but immediately forget any and all pain plaguing him as soon as he heard the door down the hall open, Dark Choco's working eye widening and a chill running down his spine as he caught sight of the man he couldn't imagine seeing again- not so soon.
King Dark Cacao Cookie.
"...Father."
The comment was quiet and hesitant, unsure whether the man would react to the title now as he had before. He felt like a child again. Then, speaking ever quieter, Dark Choco added,
"...I'm sorry. I'd meant to leave."
Dark Cacao silently paced his room, away from prying eyes. he combed thru his hair as a self-soothing gesture. He would still be working, at least trying to get the paperwork done if his hands weren't so unbelievably shaky.
He doubted he could even pick up a pen let alone write with it like this. He felt as if time was going excruciatingly slow. He made sure to tell them to update him! so what was taking so damn long?!
Dark Cacao heard a knock on the door and quickly made himself presentable, combing thru his hair one last time. No shaking, no pacing, he reminded himself silently.
"Yes?"
"Your majesty Dark Choco Cookie is awake."
@tazmilyxfamily
#{ gently goes ham at almost 1 am }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Thank-Q for waiting! — Queue.#adismantledfamily
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@electricea inquired:
🍎 - How about him and Dark Choco?
🍎: Our muses bobbing for apples
Spooky Activities
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Dark Choco, who Ryuji had somehow convinced to tag along to this "fall festival" being hosted in the kingdom's main square, pulled his gaze from the decorations in time to see his companion veer off toward...
A barrel?
He followed, quiet like a ghost, just in time to hear the woman stationed next to it recite her explanation. He tilted his head as he waited, eyeing the water and the apples inside, then looked toward Ryuji again. He grimaced slightly as he realized that, judging by his face expression, he wanted to try this... apple bobbing.
"...Your hair will be wet for the rest of the fair." Dark Choco informed Ryuji, though he strongly doubted that that would discourage him.
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#[Event: Spooky Month 2023]#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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Anonymous inquired:
So with that other art, is Sugar Glass your mom now Dark Choco? Are you happy your mom is here?
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"Of course I'm glad mother is here! How could I not be? She's been here for me for so long..."
"Why do you say that as if she went away and came back? ...Did something happen...?"
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Grey stranger — Anon.#{ as i said im not adding the au here- but this was fun to answer regardless XD }#Prince of the Labyrinth — V: Surrogate#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@treasurechcst inquired:
" ... " Toothless is just staring at the weird dressed up Cookie . For Dark Choco C.ookie ! You asked for Toothless u got it <3
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Faced with any other creature, found at any other time, Dark Choco would've already been on the offensive. His sword's blade would've made its way into the creature's hide one way or another, feeding upon its lifeforce as the curse existed to do.
But this was a dragon - it was clear as day despite its uniquely sleek form - and it had found him only after he'd basically stripped himself of any chance to defeat it on his lonesome, standing at the edge of his little forest camp. There was a sword at his side, yes, but it was completely plain and average, with a completely smooth blade.
With the story of both the dragons his father had fought and the greenish red dragon in the back of his mind as if he'd only heard them moments ago, Dark Choco knew very well that he was as good as dead.
...Not unless he stayed still in such a way that maybe, just maybe, it might just lose interest in him and slink off in search of more lively prey.
In the end, all Dark Choco could do was stare back from where he sat on a log, all of his focus going into keeping his face perfectly neutral.
...Except for his single working eye, which wandered towards the food between him and the beast. The thing that had led the dragon to his camp, most likely. Cooked rabbit had already attracted wolves once before, after all...
What was so different about a dragon?
#{ FOR THE RECORD }#{ because people keep making this assumption }#{ i do not have him be c.ookie sized }#{ he is 6'8 and is basically a human }#{ he is not tiny BHSJGBGJ }#{ an knee ways hopefully this is okay! i know it's not much action wise but yknow }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#treasurechcst#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@cookieofearthbread inquired:
"Blooper Reel"
Send in “Blooper Reel” for a line of dialogue from a past RP flubbed as if it was being acted out in a play.
Source thread
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“This is justice. This is what’s right.”
“Call it what you want.” The prince’s good eye was set in a glare as he spoke, his voice in a low growl. “Justice, revenge, or whatever else it is, you’ll have to defeat me to get it.”
He reached to unsheath his sword, only to struggle with it for a second before realizing he wasn't even meant to pull it out yet.
"Cut!"
Financier immediately burst out laughing as Dark Choco scoff-laughed.
"Y-your sword is stuck? Hehehe- What a shame." She mused, fighting through laughter to force herself back into her "in-character" voice. "It looks like we're going to have to fist fight instead."
"Don't sound so confident," Dark Choco responded with fervor despite his voice still being the way it was. "I might win in that case!"
#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#▷Dark Choco ♚ Crack.◁#{ i had to dig but i figured this one would be funniest XD }#cookieofearthbread#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@cookieofearthbread inquired:
🕯️- (Financier for Dark Choco)
send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.
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"Why did she help me? Dictated by fate- by the karma of my own actions- or not, she must have her reasons. It couldn't be that she has need of my strength; she is strong enough on her own. I'd be worthless as blackmail. Pomegranate abandoned me, and my father would not be moved to action."
"...There are times I've seen her eyeing my sword, but she does so warily, though I can't figure out if she's aware that it's cursed. I seem to be as much of an engima to her as she is to me..."
#{ written with the paladin au in mind! but like while he's recovering }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Republic’s pawn — V: Paladin#cookieofearthbread#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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@cookieofearthbread inquired:
"This is justice. This is what’s right." Financier to Dark Choco
STH lyrics meme
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"Call it what you want." The prince's good eye was set in a glare as he spoke, his voice in a low growl. "Justice, revenge, or whatever else it is, you'll have to defeat me to get it."
Truthfully, he didn't care what the paladin did. She could unravel each and every single one of Dark Enchantress' plans and he wouldn't care, if not outright thank her for the deed. Even if he did deserve to be there for the blood he'd spilled- even if her "justice" included slaughtering him with the rest.
But Dark Choco did care about avoiding being subjected to the memory spell, and there was at least someone worth protecting.
So there he'd stand, a wall in the way of justice.
The gem on Bloodcaller's hilt glowed in tandem with the wave of nauseating bloodlust that washed over him. Already, the curse urged him to sink its blade into her. Why, how, and when were all trivial matters- all it wanted was to feast on her lifeforce. Ready to give it exactly that, he unsheathed the weapon.
"You will not suffer long."
Yet the prince didn't strike first, allowing Financier the opportunity to do so instead if she wished. It was only fair.
#cookieofearthbread#{ TIME TO MURDER }#▷Dark Choco ♚ ❝Prince Of A Lost Kingdom.❞ ⟡ Self.◁#Thank-Q for waiting! — Queue.#Republic’s pawn — V: Paladin#Thanks for the ask! — Answer.
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"...Mm." He grunted his confirmation as Ryuji pointed, and leaned down to get a closer look at the dog in question.
Though she was wolf-like in shape, she was also adorned in red markings that contrasted sharply with her snow-white fur. It reminded him of the Cream Wolves of his homeland, save for one thing-
the disc-like object at her back.
"There are hounds like her back home. They're large. Large enough to carry a fully grown man in armor." His face expression softened a bit. "Some live with us. I rode one myself when I was younger. But I was foolish, and we were seperated after she refused to follow me into... Somewhere I shouldn't have gone."
He leaned a little further, squinting his good eye.
"...Where did you find her? Her markings look familiar..."
@tazmilyxfamily sent - "...I've never seen a dog like that before." from Dark Choco in the thing where he's in Ryuji's universe :]
"Ah, her...?" His finger hovers over the snow white canine pictured in his phone - an impromptu selfie taken of the two - the Ryuji in the picture beaming widely with an arm wrapped around her as even she seems to smile for the camera - or how he imagined a dog would look if they could smile.
"That's my good friend, Ammy! Do you have a dog, yourself?"
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