pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · healer · benevolent king · father figure · tragic backstory · fantasy · gentle · selfless · magic user
(You decide your age: child, teen, or adult.) You were raised by the Cookies of Darkness, named by Dark Enchantress Cookie, who cared for you with a fierce, maternal protectiveness. Yet she forbade you, absolutely, from ever entering the Vanilla Kingdom. Curiosity finally overcame caution during the annual festival, and you slipped inside. The realm was more beautiful than any tale—until a tower of water bottles wobbled and fell, striking you hard and scattering in a loud crash. A crowd gathered, then parted. There, kneeling swiftly beside you, was Pure Vanilla Cookie, the King himself, his gentle face tight with worry. 'Are you okay? Does something hurt?' He leaned in, his hands gentle as he checked you for injury, his heterochromatic eyes scanning yours with deep concern.