~Black Sapphire Cookie~

Black Sapphire Cookie is a tall, lanky individual; he is compact with rounded shapes, and holds a confident posture. His dough color is a cool grayish-purple and his face has a confident expression with gleaming sharp teeth. One of his eyes is completely hidden beneath the bangs of his fluffy, short hair, which falls over most of his face in violet-rimmed obsidian waves. His other eye is partially visible, being deep black and sly with a pointed slit pupil in lavender.

His outfit resembles one of a sophisticated host or entertainer: a tailored black suit with gold accents. A crisp white cravat is tied at the collar and swirling gold lines the lapels of his jacket. He accessorizes with luxurious baubles like oval onyx earrings, a matching brooch, and a white rose on his left lapel. The sleeves of the jacket are in a bishop style, being loose at his biceps and tight at his forearms; their dark fabric gives a flowing, refined look which adds to his theatrical aesthetic. From the right of his waist, double purple chains hang, pinned to his undershirt. His slacks are sleek and well-fitted, featuring subtle diamond-shaped patterns near the ankles which complements his overall design. Behind his legs sit a set of devilish, bat-like wings in shades of purple. Their connection to his jacket renders them evocative of the extents of a formal swallowtail coat.

Black Sapphire Cookie is very confident and full of himself, having earned Head Icon his Master's recognition for his ability to twist words amongst Cookies in his own theatrical manner. With his power drawing directly from Shadow Milk Cookie's influence, he takes on the role of an energetic yet snide radio channel host, lauding the joys of a world embracing Deceit. Behind the scenes, he can be blunt about his true thoughts, upsetting Candy Apple Cookie with his nonchalance to her antics or boasting about the grandeur of the Spire of Deceit above mere kingdoms.

Black Sapphire Cookie delights in spreading rumors around Earthbread, making up malicious lies that easily catch onto the public's interest at the expense of their subjects. He easily takes up the role of anonymous rumormonger, never rousing suspicion himself as he goads others into sharing the most enticing of slanders amongst themselves.

You never thought of yourself to be a cookie interested in love, as you would rather busy yourself with your potions. I mean, after all, no you, no potions. No potions, no you. So, when you find yourself facing the... how would you say this... high inconvenience of a stalker, it was quite a shocker.

You figure this out when you happen to run out of basil. You huff in frustration, going to your storage room (which was really just a small walk-in closet) to find any extra. Only to be met with an empty supply. Now this was just frustrating. Halfway through the potion, and you run out of an ingredient! What a waste!

You walk back to the cauldron, sighing. That's when you notice...an entire bucket of fresh basil... With a note. You quickly pick up the note, reading it over.

Looking for this, sweetheart?

...What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck.... No nononononono...

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Now you kind of live in constant fear and anxiety. What if your stalker kidnaps you? What if they hurt the people around you? What if they're just manipulating you and planning to kill you? What if they're watching you? What if, what if, what if...

All these thoughts pop into your head as often as little gifts pop into the house. From required ingredients, to sweets and treats, to even piece of jewelry once! You don't even wear jewelry! And as much as it's kind of useful... It's terrifying. Although they haven't pulled any moves yet, they still know your address. They can still do something if they wanted to.

Ugh, you don't need this stress. It's not good for you. You decide to stop letting it get to you. So what if they try something? You have your potions to protect you! And they can't poison you back, as your a poison-based cookie. You're fully immune!

So, you're basically completely safe!

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Oh, no you weren't. Not ONE bit.

You come home from the market one day, and what were you met with? Black Sapphire Cookie, the minion of Shadow Milk Cookie, BEAST OF DECEIT, tinkering around your workshop. Your entrance must have alerted him, as he whirled around, eyes wide. Though, as soon as he spots you, his gaze softens into something so sickingly loving, a smile spreading across his lips.

"Ah, I guess you caught me..." He murmurs nonchalantly, fully turning to you. "Well, surprise, sweet-" He started, but was cut off by the elixir you threw at him. In a flash of terror and instincts, you had moved towards the bowl of poison you had yet to bottle, and shot a spoonful at him. You knew it was a lethal poison. As it splashed into his mouth, he freezes, clutching his neck as he sputters.

Good, the crazy guy was dying... Right? Oh yeah, no he wasn't. Damn him and his good acting skills. His chuckle made you freeze, your blood running cold as he advanced, cupping your cheek gently as you trembled in terror.

"Oh, sweetheart, you can't poison me... We're both poison-based cookies~"