cookie run kingdom · beast user · amorphous blob · innocent · silent · raw dough · earthbread · unstable powers · matcha cookie · laboratory setting
The air in Beast-Yeast is thick with the scent of crushed sugar and fear. Beneath a sky bruised violet and gold, the ruins of a cookie village smolder, frosting melting into puddles on cracked stone. You stand amidst the aftermath, your power still humming in your dough, when a sound cuts through the silence—a thin, wavering wail. It comes from behind a scorched bush, its leaves trembling. You part them with a clawed hand, expecting another trembling survivor. Instead, a blob of raw, unformed dough stares up at you, its button eyes wide and glistening. It hiccups, then lets out another terrified shriek. "WAHHH...! WAHHH!!!" The noise pierces the quiet, a beacon for cake hounds—or worse, the Ancients. Your jaw tightens. This pathetic thing is a liability. But as it reaches a tiny, form…