#tazmilyxfamily

[darkcacaocookieandfriends]

How do you feel about your home, Dark Cacao?

"At the icing ridge on the edge of Crispia, lies my kingdom. A place where cookies are born for battle. Their iron will is forged from the fires of rigorous training and combat. I am the founder of this great warrior nation, and with my Dark Cacao warriors we guard the great chocolate wall to defend it from any threat.

I will stop at nothing to protect the cookies of the Black Citadel, and will stop at nothing to protect my homeland. I would rather crumble to flour than live in dishonor. I became a king to protect the unfortunate, and so I must stand as a great monolith among my people.

It is a kingdom of might, tradition and strength!

And yet…with great strength comes great burden and sorrow…

A sorrow that I can only blame myself for fostering. A sorrow that lives in the sum of my mistakes. The chill of the winds brings me the clarity I need to forge a path through the mistakes of the past, so that they may not repeat in the future."

[electricea]

@tazmilyxfamily sent - A voice rasps from the darkness of the abandoned house. "YOU... SHOULDN'T HAVE... COME HERE." -CatNap :)

"A-An actual ghost...?!" He yelps, all the hairs on the back of his neck immediately pricking up, his face pale and terrified. "H-Have mercy...!"

[spellbound-circle]

👑 "You keep saying King Boo's name like I'm supposed to know who that is." from Hector

👑-

"Psh! Prithee, thou jest. Everyone knows King Boo, even the common rabble of the streets! My father's name is known amongst all. Thou must be some form of hermit should you not truly know."

[mixed-up-multiverse]

@tazmilyxfamily sent: Uzi, how do you feel about your Solver powers?

How do you feel about... | Accepting!

"Hate 'eeeeeeeem." the purple drone whined, not wanting to think about her abilities and what they granted her, and just how much a certain aspect of it was ruining her life and making her do things she hated.

"I-I was okay with being a witch at first, but... the eating thing made me start to hate 'em." At the thought of the act of eating, the drone shudders.

"I-I don't even get how N, V, and Doll do it, it's disgusting! You chew up stuff into nasty goop that you have to swallow, a-and then it just slides down your tubes and it gets dissolved in your body so you always have to do it again and again... BLEUGH!"

[civicmuses]

@tazmilyxfamily liked!

Crafty was having a hard time sleeping tonight. Maybe she needed someone to talk to? That's what she thought as she made her way to CatNap's place. She timidly knocked on CatNap's door. "CatNap? Are you awake?"

[fairestmusesofthemall]

@tazmilyxfamily asked: "Wh-who are you? You're definitely n-not one of us Smiling Critters..." from CraftyCorn to Rambley :]

Now he's sure he's heard that name before... Someone didn't clear out a web search when they were able to disable his programming. Even if Rambley isn't a snitch by nature, there's software that logs when the computers are used for non-park business. He'd be stuck reporting anyone. But at least he can consult that information for himself... "Smiling Critters... Smiling Critters... Oh, you had cartoons, too! You're..." There's an ominous buzzer. "The competition!" A small encyclopedia page pops up and then suddenly closes itself out.

"Wow! According to this, we held up Saturday morning cartoons for a long time! You're my competition from years ago! I should shake your hand- uh, hoof!" His pixelated paws hit the screen. "Oh. Uh. Well, I stand by the feeling! Look at this, we even got cancelled weeks apart... I think Lloyd was fuming for weeks!"

His voice distorts for a moment as he pauses. It almost seems like he's glitched, but Rambley is lost for a moment, contemplating Crafty-Corn. The little light on his camera flickers. "...Gosh you're...different." He doesn't elaborate but the different sounds sad. "...My friends are a little different now."

[staystillgregory]

"YOU HEARD THE SPIDER!" He's perched precariously on the edge of a vent, cupping his hands around his mouth to amplify his words. On his head is a stolen witch's hat... hmm.

[cxffeeshxp]

Hoppy is bapping the ever-loving HECK out of Dogday!!! Lightning paws!!!!!

{{ L }} Why are we still here? Just to suffer?

[rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter]

Least favorite place to have to hunt a monster?

"I'm going to say the woods, because I have been cornered by a pack of werewolves a few times..." God damn werewolves! They were his worst enemy besides vampires!

[gracie-ful-indulgence]

@tazmilyxfamily sent: ✔ weh

Quick and easy plotting | Accepting!

// *looks left* *looks right*

*casually copy-pastes this from my main*--

[cookieofearthbread]

“And here we see Dark Choco proving how poor his eyesight is... Then again, this is coming from a man who has no taste himself and doesn’t know what beauty is.”

[electricea]

@tazmilyxfamily

Nope, he's from Yu-Gi-Oh! The main character uses him, sometimes.

[mixed-up-multiverse]

"WHO LET THEM OUT!?"

[drachliebe]

❓ from Hol'li just cuz i'm curious! if you have no ideas for her, then Dark Choco

🌙⋆｡°✩ -- Send ❓ and I’ll tell you a plot idea I’d like to explore with our muses!

i tried looking over hol'li's about page for reference , but i am unable to access it . so lets go with wild cookie lore

i'm very inclined with t.abaluga on this one . little one's role as child protagonist means him clashing with another world's issues is both possible and honestly , a bit of a world-ending threat . i mean . . . they're all cookies .

luckily for them , a little dragon would most likely feel guilty eating sentient cookies for the most part . i can see a bit of a cat and mouse dynamic where the cat is that one friendly feline who chooses NOT to consume his little friends in spite his nature . plus the image of dark choc riding this ball of sunshine of a dragon would be adorable .

[staystillgregory]

@tazmilyxfamily​ asked:

“Blood? Are you bleeding?” from Hornet!

For several long moments, Gregory didn’t answer, shuddering breaths causing crimson to leak through the fingertips pressed tightly to his left side. Curled up in an almost fetal position against the side of a recharge station, a trail of blood dotted the tile from where he stumbled to it. His amber eyes were unfocused and glassy. It almost seemed as though he wasn’t fully processing Hornet’s presence. Finally, an answer escaped him in a weak breath. “...Yeah.”

For him to be admitting to injury was already a dire sign. The situation only grew worse as Gregory pulled his hand away to reveal the wound, a blood-soaked gash running down his ribs. “The rabbit lady...she got me with her knife. I barely got away. It’s....deep.”

[un-chained-a]

@tazmilyxfamily

"Care to join a cult?"