❦ - Licorice Cookie

With a great portion of the blackest licorice extract in his dough and a grim-looking scythe, this Cookie is up to no good. From a young age, Licorice Cookie dreamed of becoming a wizard but never received the recognition he so rightfully deserved. Eventually, he turned to the forbidden arts of Black Magic. With time, Licorice Cookie assembled a small army of Chewy Licorice Servants raised to do his bidding. On his dark path, he met Dark Enchantress Cookie Dark Enchantress Cookie. The might of the sorceress astonished Licorice Cookie, and it didn't take long before he swore his allegiance. Now, the Cookie is working flat out to earn his new mistress's favor. And it seems like Dark Enchantress Cookie is not easily pleased, as Licorice Cookie's diary filled with everyday rants and complaints could fill up a library. Licorice Cookie is a sickly-thin Cookie of average height and ashen dough. He has pale yellow eyes lined in chocolate, taking a mischievous and crooked expression. His hair, taking defined, globule strands of deep indigo, shrouds his left eye while the rest is hidden in a hood. The necromancer wears a oversized and threadbare slate grey cloak with wide stitched bell sleeves, a shady cowl ending in a point, and a length of violet twine tied around his waistline. His neck is wrapped by a string of sugar skulls and he carries a grim scythe of bones and swirled licorice. Licorice Cookie's appearance is similar to that of the Grim Reaper, the anthropomorphic personification of death, sharing with it a dark cloak, an oversized sickle, and an overall gloomy aura. Licorice Cookie is presented as a sardonic, scheming villain with an ego simultaneously large, fragile, and likely fabricated. He is prone to gloating about manufactured triumphs and competencies, but complains at the slightest inconvenience. However, perhaps his bellyaching is partly warranted: this spellcaster has forever lived through a streak of bad luck, never seeming to accomplish his goals or acquire what he desires. Indeed, even his early life likely left much to be desired: seeming to have been raised in the Dark Cacao Kingdom's Licorice Village, a "shabby town to begin with," Licorice Cookie's young, hopeful efforts towards wizardry were dashed by a gross lack of respect from his peers. The destitution and belittlement of his childhood forced him, now embittered, down the path of forbidden Black Magic in a desperate search for both power and misplaced self-worth. Along the way, he fell in with the Cookies of Darkness, and the rest is history. Even in his new life path, Licorice Cookie struggles with recognition of his merit from both those around him and himself. His harebrained schemes to hinder the good guys always seem to fail, and many of his coworkers actively dislike him—not that he likes them either. A large proponent of scorn towards Licorice Cookie is the holier-than-thou Pomegranate Cookie Pomegranate Cookie, who always finds a way to admonish him for his pathetic nature and meager opinion in their Dark Enchantress Cookie master's eyes. Subsequently, Licorice Cookie particularly despises Pomegranate Cookie; she embodies the success and closeness to his idol that he will never be able to reach—no matter how hard he tries—and his jealousy towards her is poignant. Despite his general low opinion, Poison Mushroom Cookie Poison Mushroom Cookie has taken an affinity to Licorice Cookie in a sort of younger sibling-older brother bond. Licorice Cookie outwardly expresses annoyance with Poison Mushroom Cookie, but it is clear that he will do more for them than he will for most. Other outliers are Schwarzwälder Schwarzwälder and Bat-Cat, who see him as their "boss" and tend to listen to what he says. Though he is often seen as a bumbling fool at worst and inconsequential at best, this ragged reaper's prowess over magic is evident: he is able to conjure sentient minions from nothing in his Licorice Servants, seemingly raise the dead at will, and rile the entirety of the Licorice Sea's monstrous denizens into blood lust. Even then, his feats of sorcery are interpreted by higher-ups as merely meeting the bare minimum requirements of usefulness, and his enemies often don't take him as a serious threat. Though Licorice Cookie has committed some heinous deeds in his line of work, it is likely that what he truly wants is for someone to acknowledge and care about him—to cope with lacking this, he takes out his pain on others and resorts to unspeakable crimes against nature for even a glimpse of what power feels like.