#▷Licorice 💀 ❝Face My Servants!❞ ⟡ Self.◁

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@allknowingfaith inquired:

DO YOU KNOW HOW FAR A BASEBALL CAN BE THROWN?

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"... ... ..."

Though Licorice would otherwise give a crude response for what would otherwise be an incredibly silly question - why would he know the answer to something like that!?! - even the normally smug sorcerer could sense that, like Dark Enchantress herself, this was not someone he wanted to mess with.

...Not intentionally, anyways.

"Well, th-that depends on how hard you throw it! A-a yard?" he forced himself to guess, "Maybe? Two...? Two yards?"

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Truth be told, Licorice hadn't slept well enough to pay attention this time. It wasn't that he thought the plan wasn't worth his effort- exactly the opposite, actually. He'd been up late last night, losing track of time as he made sure the net was properly strung together.

Which, as much as it made that part of his plan hard to foil, it still left him dragging his feet as he dropped candy he'd gathered in a trail. Even then, he couldn't help but mutter smugly about how this was "too easy".

Licorice was practically dozing off in the tree by the time an obnoxious wailing brought him back to the waking world and to the ground. He fumbled, grabbing his scythe from where it had fallen to the ground beside him. Despite this, there was a grin on his face.

As bumbling and stupid his faithful servants could be, they'd managed to snag the-

The...

...Dragon... child...?

Glee immediately flipped into panic, Licorice being very aware that his catch was both not what he'd been sent out for and definitely, irrefutably too much for him to handle. Maybe if he'd dragged Dark Choco or Choco Werehound Brute with him he'd be able to handle it, but alone? Alone with this little beast that could do Witches knew what to him?

Still. Whatever happened next, he was not going back empty handed; the little dragon would just have to do.

Licorice cleared his throat and forced the evil glee back onto his face, advancing on the tangled child from the shadows of the tree.

"Aha! And here I thought a dragon would be too smart to fall for such a dastardly trap!" he taunted, "Just goes to show how clever I really am!"

A circular motion with his finger sent the same servants that had tossed the net forward, picking Snapdragon up as best they could.

"To the castle, my faithful servants! Dark Enchantress will be impressed with me yet...!"

Probably.

@tazmilyxfamily liked for Snaps!

It was meant to be a normal day. Snaps was going to find themselves a nice lunch. Maybe a cake hound, or a fish, or a bird. Anything so long as it wasn't veggies. Veggies are Bleughh.

But while on their way to the berry jungle's watering hole, the little Snapdragon noticed something on the ground. Was that... a candy? Yummy!! They had tried a few in Dragon city while Mama Tarte Tatin cookie had been carrying them around. She had allowed them to have a few belonging to Mister I-can't-belive-it's-not-butter.

But this one looked like a different flavour! Like the curious child they were, Snaps crawled down from the tree they were in and began to investigate and-- wouldn't you know it-- there was a trail of candies! The eager baby dragon followed the trail and began gobbling up every candy they found. Some were good, but the green ones were... bleh. Eventually, they picked up the final candy on the trail; a big, shiny lolly with many different colors! It was still in it's plastic though. Snapdragon began to gnaw on the plastic when--

They stopped. They heard a sound. The baby dragon thought nothing of it at first, until...

WHUMP!

"Bwaaaaaaaaa!!"

All of a sudden, a magic net that seemed to be made of pure licorice dropped down from the sky and on top of them! The panicked child began squirming to try and get out, but their efforts were in vain as the net was just too powerful for them.

Who was doing this?!

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@cookieofearthbread inquired:

📖 + Licorice becoming a wizard and receiving the recognition for his magic.

Send 📖+ an AU scenario to get a glance at what my muse would be like in that universe

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Originally, Licorice failed because he tried to learn a bit of every subject instead of focusing on one. He'd also often try to mix magic to get results, but often failed because he was too hasty.

In this case, Licorice almost immediately discovers that his flavor gives him an advantage in controlling magical constructs, so he specializes in creating and summoning them instead of his servants. He studies almost obsessively, as his spare time isn't being taken up by his experiments with mixing magic.

Once he graduates - his title is "wizard", but he technically prefers "sorcerer" - he moves to Parfaedia in order to live alone, as he has no idea where his tribe went after the avalanche forced them to relocate (and in general he doesn't want to move back to the Dark Cacao Kingdom).

Ironically, he starts working for M.E.H., using his constructs to safely deal with cases of magic accidentally going out of control while Detective Almond arrests magic users with malicious intent.

Licorice continues to study and experiment on the side, but he's nowhere near as out of the box as his normal self, thus limiting what he tries.

He has absolutely no ties to Dark Enchantress or the CoD outside of any instances where they get arrested, during which he might see them in passing.

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Anonymous inquired:

Are those horns even real, Licorice?

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"What's that supposed to mean!? Of course they are!!"

"I've been waiting for them to grow in for YEARS!" The sorcerer giggled gleefully. "I almost want to go home just to see the look on their faces...!"

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Anonymous inquired:

Even if you messed up this I bet you could fill out a quiz on Dark Choco easily

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"Of course I could!"

...Wait. Wait, no. They were making fun of him. Definitely.

"...B-because he's an open book! You just haven't pressed the right buttons!"

Dark Choco was, in fact, not an open book. If anything, he was a locked diary kept in a safe unless someone knew what to look for- no buttons to speak of.

"And!! And I could never stop hearing about him, living in that shabby little village sat right on the doorstep of the Black Citadel! So it's only natural I uh- I heard things! A lot of things!"

"Even Pomegranate won't stop talking about him!" Unlike earlier, this part did make him sound genuinely irritated. "Dark Choco messed up this, Dark Choco messed up that! Shut up already, miss 'high priestess'!!" He spat the title out as if it left a bad taste in his mouth. "Why can't she complain about what I did right!? At least then one of us would be happy!"

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Licorice sighed heavily, not bothering to hide his quickly building frustration. "No! The fact that you're asking in the first place only proves you're dense!!"

Decidedly leaving the insult to an implication that would surely fly over their head, he instead threw his hands up in the air.

"Sure! Sure!!! You'll probably get all pink, and-"

Silence. Licorice's scowl slowly turned into a grin, an idea forming in his head. If those rainbow mushrooms from that one April had caused so much chaos, part of him couldn't help but wonder what their spores would do under the influence of the pink juice.

Would it make everyone pink, thus forcing them to be too busy with each other to care about anything else, or would their relationships be poisoned? Even if it didn't change anything, spores were much easier to spread than sharing drinks. No charisma required!

A reasonable person would find the idea scary and try to discourage Poison Mushroom - especially if they'd been caught up in last year's stint as well - but the part of Licorice that was still a student of magic couldn't help but wonder.

"Ahem! A-and probably look really nice...! Cute, even!! Maybe you should drink it and head into town- I'm SURE Pomegranate wouldn't mind!"

Just stay away from him while you're at it.

" Deeenseeee? " The little cookie pondered out loud, a hand resting under their chin. Hmmmm, the other taller cookie was always fond of using BIGGER words they couldn't understand- OH, that's right!

" Dense? Am I TOO smart to be affected by what, Licorice Cookie? Ooo, ooo! Do you think the fizzy drink will make my mushroom cap look prettier? " It's almost like they forgot the previous sentence altogether! (they did)

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@buddymuses inquired:

[ ENTITY DETECTED … ] N perks upon another being finally registering on his sensors. he flexes his claws, then crawls parallel to Licorice, hiding behind debris; N trails him for a bit before deciding he needs to get up close to actually scan the other for threat levels. the drone notices that there’s an arch up ahead that the stranger will presumably be passing under—N acts quickly, discreetly rushing forward onto the high ground. he twists his tail around whatever he can use to anchor himself, and then when Licorice passes underneath… well, a robot-vampire appears upside-down in front of him, fangs brandished and X-marker on his screen. clawed hands dart forward in an attempt to grab the stranger.

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Licorice only continued forward, too wrapped up in his own angry muttering to notice the sounds that would've otherwise made it obvious he wasn't alone. Even as he gawked directly at the large chunks of debris the robot was using for cover, N went unnoticed.

"-and then to make things WORSE, she sends me out alone!"

Licorice suddenly shouted, his voice raised as if to prove a point. Even then, it wasn't as if he was actually alone. Robot stalker aside, several smaller entities trailed behind him in a haphazard manner. Each one was carrying something different atop their flat heads; some had tiny swords, while others carried perfectly spherical bottles filled with a liquid that N's sensors likely wouldn't be able to put a name to.

But perhaps they weren't exactly what the sorcerer meant, as none of them did so much as flinch from his words.

"'Licorce, just step through this portal and get this doohickey for my spell,' as if she couldn't be more vague! A-a-and 'be careful', she says, as if there's anything here but junk! Like I'm going to cut myself on some rust! Which I won't!" Saying this, he dodged a sharp edge before it could cut into his robes. "She could've at LEAST sent me out here with-"

Licorice cut himself off with a shrill shriek at the sudden appearance of what he could only imagine was a monster, babbling nonesense for a moment before wildly swinging his scythe in front of him in his own attempt at knocking the reaching claws away. His servants stood uselessly behind him, uncommanded in his surprise.

As if they could reach up that high even if they were...

"Sh-shoo!! I'm bitter, I-I don't taste good!!"

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@rxtroskull inquired:

❝ why? do we have to? ❞ (from the chess choco twins to licorice!)

five word starters: volume iv

"Do we have to?" Licorice echoed, equal parts mocking the twins and utterly flabbergasted by the question as if its answer was obvious.

...Which, for the record, it was. To him. He heaved a loud sigh.

Subtle.

"Of course we do!" he sputtered, "i-i-if Dark Enchantress - who is our master, in case you forgot - demands it, we do it!"

Pausing, Licorice opened his mouth to continue ranting, then closed it. He suddenly had an idea of exactly who the twins might've gotten the idea to question from, and just as abruptly felt so, so tired. Specifically just-got-done-arguing-with-Pomegranate levels of tired.

They were so lucky they'd asked Licorice and not the priestess or, Witches forbid, Dark Enchantress herself. He doubted they'd recieve the level of grace Poison Mushroom did for that sort of comment.

"You've been hanging around Dark Choco too much, haven't you?" Even as he said it aloud, the thought made sense. Too much sense. In fact, he wished it made less sense. "Look, just because you're both from the same Kingdom and have a chocolate flavor doesn't mean you have to start following in his footsteps a-and start causing trouble for the rest of us!!"

Licorice heaved another exaggeratedly annoyed sigh, hoisting his scythe over his shoulder so he could open the spellbook he'd brought.

"Anyhoo..." he started somewhat forcefully, "less chit-chat and more getting this spell cast! A-and yes, you DO have to!"

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@adismantledfamily Inquired:

☕

Tea Time

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Immediately, Licorice couldn't help but eye it suspiciously.

He did not want to drink this.

Even if the mug itself wasn't so unappealing - awash in greys and browns and embedded with red diamonds - there was no knowing if a drink magically influenced by Dark Choco wouldn't carry some element representative of his curse. Maybe it would kill him- maybe it would somehow twist him into the bloodthirsty murderer Pomegranate had hoped the curse would create.

But as he sat there, staring the offending drink down as if he'd somehow safely find out without getting anywhere near it, he realized he wasn't actually getting the sense that it'd been magically tampered with. Even as Licorice pulled the cold metal mug closer, the only thing he could really "feel" was the warm air and- unsurprisingly- the smell of dark chocolate.

Licorice mumbled an unpleasantry about himself before taking a sip.

Unlike its container, the drink was warm. Sweetness and bitterness fought to be the main flavor, the latter winning over the former before ultimately settling on sweet as it reached the aftertaste. There was also the slight taste of... strawberry, oddly enough, though he supposed he should've seen it coming by the thin swirls of red amongst the warm browns.

Licorice waited. For what, even he wasn't sure. Pain? Bad thoughts?

Ultimately, nothing happened, which made Licorice more confused than relieved.

Either the drink hadn't picked up on the curse, or he was somehow immune to its ill effects. Whichever thing it was didn't matter; it tasted good and made his whole body warm and he absolutely was not about to waste a perfectly good drink.

[*Licorice drank the Dark Choco Tea! He recovered 200 HP and 10 MP! Licorice's defense rose!]

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Licorice jumpscare

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@mixed-up-multiverse inquired:

Those other kids may not be here, but that doesn’t mean another individual can’t play around with you, Licorice! As soon as the other cookie would go back into the darkness of the cape, he’d feel something… off… on his shoulder. Should Licorice cookie turn to look, he’d see Pompon-doll; their eye glowing red and with sharp fangs. “SCREEE!” They snarl threateningly. (( Heehee freaky doll ask ))

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Licorice, ever the fool, did indeed snap his head towards the presence. He opened his mouth with a scowl on his face, prepared to tell Dark Choco off for putting a hand on his shoulder...

Only to come face-to-face with sharp teeth and an inhuman glare which he could only imagine belonged to a monster.

"EEK!!! WHAT is THAT???"

The necromancer shrieked, immediately using his opposite hand to desperately attempt to swat the creature away, back pressed flush up against Dark Choco's side as if that would protect him in any capacity.

"GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!!"

Utterly failing to drum up the courage to actually make contact with the monster, Licorice instead tripped his way around Dark Choco's back. The prince, however, did nothing but watch with mild bemusement, otherwise staying utterly still. Finally, Licorice stumbled out from under his hiding spot, briefly falling onto his rear before getting back to his feet with surprising speed for someone so freaked out.

"Help!! HELP!!!! HELP ME!!!! D-d-don't just stand there and smile!!!"

But as unnerving as it was just to watch the doll move - let alone snarl with the ferocity of a wild beast - Dark Choco did not, in fact, help him.

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Anonymous inquired:

YES, a candy! *licks lips and reaches out to grab*

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"W- What!?"

"No! No!!!" Out came his bone scythe, swinging outwards in a wide, defensive arc. One could tell it would've only really stung if it actually connected, but it was the gesture that counted. "This is- this is mine, ALL mine! Hands OFF the Candy, or I'll sic my servants on you!"

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Licorice, as prideful as he was, was naturally not about to let such a claim stand.

"Oh, of COURSE! A-and what is it that you even DO!?"

"Let me guess! You can make grape juice that gives you spots! O-or something that makes your body cold? Or maybe it's something that's somehow even more childish!"

“Don’t you know that I’m the best Potionmaker?”