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DARK CHOCO COOKIE
#CR1SP3 - Dark Cacao Kingdom / Crispia
Dark Choco Cookie, or simply Dark Choco, is a warrior in banishment and exile from his former kingdom. In search for power, he found the Strawberry Jam Sword and it heeded his wishes and gave him great strength. But in exchange for its power, he caused great turmoil upon on his own people. Now he walks down the path of darkness, waiting for a fate only someone as horrid as him deserves. ▴ Loyal, protective, gentle, selfless. ▸ Quiet, awkward, stubborn, distant. ▾ Depressive, pessimistic, guilt-ridden, self-loathing.
HEIGHT: 5’11-5’12~ - WEIGHT: 85kg~(?) - EYE COLOR: Carmine Red - HAIR COLOR: Black Dark Choco appears similar to a human male of African Asian descent, standing at around 5’11-5’12”. He is dark-skinned and has black hair with two white streaks in it, it is cut in a short bob and is usually parted in the middle. His left eye adorns a large vertical scar and is scarred shut while his right eye is a dark carmine red. He typically has dark bags under his eyes. Dark Choco is strong and physically fit, but is a bit on the thinner side due to bad eating habits.
Dark Choco typically wears a full set of armor, reminiscent that of scaled armor in the late Goryeo and early Joseon Dynasty. The scaled armor covers the entirety of his upper body while for his bottoms he wears padded pants that’re tucked into steel-toed boots. His pauldrons are large and crescent-shaped and he wears a long, billowing cape. His ensemble is simply a smattering different shades of deep dark brown, with the exception of purple accents on his pauldrons and a white line bisecting them horizontally. Dark Choco carries with him the Strawberry Jam Sword, a greatsword with a dark purple hilt and a wide blade with an arrow-pointed tip. Embedded in the middle of its crossguard is a diamond-shaped jewel which tends to glow a bright red when in use.
Cookie Run Kingdom Fandom - Canon
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+ Dark Lightning Using the Strawberry Jam Sword, he is able to strike the ground and discharge a wave of black lightning. + Consuming Darkness Those who are hit by the Strawberry Jam Sword will slowly find their vitality gradually getting sapped away, the rate increasing the more injuries they incur. + Dark Thirst In the heat of battle or heightened stress, Dark Choco can lose himself to the dark powers of the Strawberry Jam Sword. Under it’s control, his attacks will become more brutal and precise, always aiming for the kill. + Enhanced Strength Thanks to a mix of the Strawberry Jam Sword and his own parentage, Dark Choco is several times stronger than that of the average person. - Bad Eyesight Not only is his vision impaired due to his missing eye, Dark Choco also suffers from a bad case of near-sightedness. In fights, the sword usually helps make up for it by directing him with its bloodthirst. - Fragile Psyche With his cursed sword constantly hovering on the edges of his psyche, Dark Choco is especially weak to mental attacks. Removing the sword from his person can heavily disorient him depending on the heaviness of its mental presence. - Soggage Due to being made of pourous dough, his body can be prone to breaking down if exposed to water and other liquids for too long. This can be avoided through the application of oil. History
But the greatness of his father, his strength, it was hard to match. Try as he might, there was nothing he could do but keep searching and searching. There must be a way, something he could do. Something answered his plight, a sword. One of great strength, but of dark forbidden magic. Brought in by its allure, the prince grasped it and became its wielder. 'Finally!' he cheered. His heart soared in time with the newfound strength that was now coursing through him. He could be as great, as strong. He could be a hero! But, he'd chosen wrong. It was not the right path. The sword wrapped itself around him, using his limbs to venture back to his kingdom. Its dark magics giggled in delight as it cut down all in its way. 'Finally!' he could hear it cheer as it coated his hands in jam. It didn't listen to his desperate pleas, it didn't let him free from its grip. It wanted the pain, the carnage. It wanted him to feel it. But it also had one goal. The prince faced off against his dear father, with the sword he could now surpass the great king. Wasn't this what he wanted all along? All these years, all the waiting. He can finally achieve his dream! There was nothing the prince could do but helplessly look back at the betrayal in his father's eyes. He was blinded by the sickly red glow of the sword as he struck one deep cutting arch.
It was done. He has proved himself stronger! His father stumbled back. The monarch wavered, but he did not fall. The prince's heart stuttered. What should've been a killing blow was— It barely took a moment before the king's own sword swung up and his vision was forever halved.
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