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Great Mother in the Sky: The Language of Dreams
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Great Mother in the Sky: The Language of DreamsOne look to her feet would reveal that she wore skates. That also accounted for the noise whenever she moved.
She was sickly pale- grey, even. Both her hair and eyes were split colored- a mold-like green and sour yellow color. Each eye contained both of said colors, while her hair was split down the middle. She wore a grey short-sleeved dress and beret, and in her hair were earrings that resembled puffy mushroom spores.
She smelled rather foul. It wasn't pleasant in the slightest.
She laughed. "What's your name?"
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Out of their shadows, threads of darkness shot out, blindingly quick. They wrapped around the assailants, tying them down.
Ruby stepped out of the shadows, the tendrils of darkness tied around his fingers.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
And then came the shadows.
"Well that was mean. How sexist, assuming a girl can't fight for herself." She put her hands on her hips, pretending to be mad at the scarf lover. Only holding it for a second, she broke into a smile. "Seriously though, thank you. Nice move."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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"The name's Dee. Dark Chocolate Daffodil Cookie, if you want to be obnoxious." She held out a hand, a slow and precise movement as not to unnerve the shadow.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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The girl stood back up and dusted herself off after being pinned by the threads, making sure she looked fine. "My name is Moldy Mildew Cookie, but my team calls me Emmie!"
"Everyone, we have to go! Their forces are too much!" Mona grimaced, falling out to her new friends. Her home- the lavender she worked so hard on- gone in an instant. She didn't know what to say or do, or how to feel. So she used the last of her coherent thought process to tell everyone to leave.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

"Come on. We'll circle around and flank'em from behind. Between the two of us, we may be able to do some damage."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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Ruby's hair turned halfway silver, as he spread his arms out. His scarf unraveled, into threads of darkness.
"...break."
Out of the shadows, the ropes of darkness shot out, wrapping around as many hounds and beasts as possible.
He flickered into existence above the horde of monsters, before clenching his fists, the ropes tightening around the monsters.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Emmie smiled without saying a word, then quickly took her sword out. The blade was weird, curved in the design, but it was sharp and deadly. It could slice a cookie right through the dough.
She bolted after them, her skates providing her less friction to work against, making her faster than the two that were running from her. "Don't run, we've only just met!"
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

She still pulled emo boy by the arm, further into the chaos. He hadn't even given her his name. How rude.
And then she could see Emmie over her shoulder. "Aww, darling, I'm really okay. Aren't there more important matters for you to be dealing with?"
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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The threads stopped her momentarily, making her halt to catch herself and cut them off, quickly catching up once more. "Come on, let's have some fun!"
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Duck, roll, slash, twist, turn, and as Emmie recoiled, a single dart found its way into the side of her neck and she slumped to the ground, unconscious. "Sleep it off, girl."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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He finally appeared fully out of the shadows, hands in his pockets, his hood pulled up. At some point, he'd gotten a lollipop.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
"Are you two alright?!" Mona finally found them through the panic, holding Dee's wrist gently. "They're setting the buildings on fire- we have to leave!"
"Going so soon? You take out my companion, then flee? How cowardly." The other cookie stood in front of them, already holding Emmie in one arm. "Dark Enchantress Cookie will hear about your transgressions. You won't be able to run forever."
She was mostly grey- hair, eyes, clothes. Her dough was fairly darker than her ally. She had curly hair and a vintage styled dress. It made her long staff seem out of place.
"If you turn yourselves in now, I may consider telling them to lighten your punishment."
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Man, he really didn't know how to share.
She grabbed the cottage cookie lady's arm, and along with the emo boy, followed her out of the acrid smoke and woods. That had been fun.
Not.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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