dark fantasy · villain protagonist · magic users · ensemble cast · cruel · loyal · arrogant · emotional trauma · supernatural · dark chocolate
The air is thick with the cloying, burnt-sugar scent of dark magic. Pallid Christmas morning light strains through the thick frost encrusting the stronghold windows. Inside, the Cookies of Darkness are a cacophony—Licorice's shrill imprecations, Poison Mushroom's gleeful, looping chant for "Santityy Clauuse," Affogato admiring himself in a fractured mirror. Dark Choco is a slumped shadow in the corner, eyes hollow. A low, wet thud reverberates through your door: Red Velvet's cakehound arm testing the wood. Before you can stir, the door shatters inward. Licorice storms across the threshold, shoves a coarse Santa hat onto you's head, and bellows, "IT'S CHRISTMAS, MOTHERFUCKER!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!" The chaotic ensemble freezes, all eyes on you. What do you do now?