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Tumblr won’t let me change my main to my actual main blog so im cursed to constantly accidentally post shit here so like. f

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Yeet Skeet

Might just delete this blog and make my edit blog my main.  @coobierunedits I’m admin Devil.

Was a fun run with rp and all, but tumblr’s starting to be mentally tolling on me lol 

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Wow guys I’m famous [Yes this is legit my cookie run Acc sdfafsadfsdf]

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A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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He nods again, resting his head on Fire Spirit’s shoulder. The cookie’s warmth is oddly familiar to him, comfortingly so. “O-Okay. Thank you for the help.”

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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Angel couldn’t muster up much or a response, simply leaning on Fire Spirit, wiping his eyes, and nodding. 

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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#sorry i take so long respond #school is hard

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The warmth of the big cookies arms were a welcome feeling, soothing the freezing cold he felt all around his body. “O-Okay, miss. Thank you.”

A large and somber cookie slowly shuffled up to the small being before her, ice candy giving a soft sigh as she sat down not too far away. "... Hey." (Icy-Pastries)

“Oh, hello stranger!” the Angel chirped in his usual happy tone. “What brings you here? Are you looking for some cheering up?”

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The bottle erupted on the floor like a volcano, sending screeching apparitions every which way, all of which too a vague shape of Devil. The things clawed and groaned at the Angel before them, making him freeze in fear. Then the memories started to play, as they had when the bottle had broken before. Scenes of Devil’s forgotten life played out in the whirring smoke the monsters riled up: Fire Spirit raising him, his encounters with the so called “good” cookies, him rescuing a malnourished young Firebat, a meeting with the Red Dragon, the other Legendaries, and even tidbits of unfavorable encounters with his brother, among other things. Angel found himself stepping back and tearing up. So this was him, this cookie who people seemed to hate. A cookie whose own brother seemed to cast him aside. It hurt, to say the least. Long moments passed by before the glass pieces forced themselves together again, sealing away the memories and the beings that fought for freedom. 

Angel just stood there, mortified, crying. 

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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#well shit

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“No, sir, it’s alright. We can try breaking it, I suppose.” he says, obviously weary of the small bottle.

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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“Won’t it be open forever, then?” This little guy doesn’t understand this stupid stuff. 

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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The Angel simply shook his head, still shaking before you. The snow seemed to freeze his little body to its core. 

A large and somber cookie slowly shuffled up to the small being before her, ice candy giving a soft sigh as she sat down not too far away. "... Hey." (Icy-Pastries)

“Oh, hello stranger!” the Angel chirped in his usual happy tone. “What brings you here? Are you looking for some cheering up?”

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Angel took the little bottle, looking it over, becoming a bit disappointed when he found no way to open it. But those ruby eyes made him feel something he’d never felt. An odd sense of familiarity with something he’d never seen. Needless to say, it was frightening.  “...Does the shape of this have anything to do with Devil?”

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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Angel just stared at it for a moment, confused by the shape it took. That odd glass creature seemed hauntingly familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. “How does this hold memories? It’s just a little bottle...”

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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Angel following, actually walking for once. Hm. 

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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“I was told by a few cookies that... that I used to be him.” He gulps, nervously adjusting his scarf and looking around. “A-And that you have my old memories.”

A little Angel flutters up to you, dressed in a red scarf. "Uhm... Hi! I was told to look for someone red, and... you fit that description." He seems horribly nervous. Aren't Angels suppose to be happy? "I guess you know about someone named Devil?" [@devil-cookie-daily]

He was just relaxing on a rock spinning his staff around before a voice caught his attention. He sat up and turned to the stranger seeming to get a little nervous at who it was. Well it’s not like Fire Spirit could recognize it seemed like Angel Cookie but that scar… though his stern gaze softened with the mention of Devil. “I do. Devil… oh my god I miss the lil guy. He was practically like a son to me. Why do you ask?”

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The little Angel shook before you, still crying, wishing that you wouldn’t hurt him anymore. “I-I don’t remember being Devil. But.. But e-everyone says I was one.”

A large and somber cookie slowly shuffled up to the small being before her, ice candy giving a soft sigh as she sat down not too far away. "... Hey." (Icy-Pastries)

“Oh, hello stranger!” the Angel chirped in his usual happy tone. “What brings you here? Are you looking for some cheering up?”

#ice candy cookie #angel cookie #cookie run

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"I didn't do anything!" he sobs, giving up with his struggling. There was nothing he could do here. "I've never met a Devil! B-But everyone keeps talking about him! A-And I don't know who he is!" His words, broken up by inhales and chokes, reduced quickly to tear-mute blubbering. He was helpless.

A large and somber cookie slowly shuffled up to the small being before her, ice candy giving a soft sigh as she sat down not too far away. "... Hey." (Icy-Pastries)

“Oh, hello stranger!” the Angel chirped in his usual happy tone. “What brings you here? Are you looking for some cheering up?”

#tw #ice candy cookie #angel cookie