[ As Consul, and even before that, Clotted Cream has been to his fair share of parties, balls, and other social events. He is no stranger to the need for charm and grace. Thus, the prospect of a night out is not at all intimidating! It's a bit whimsical, in fact, considering the mode of transportation. There is no real sense of danger here - how can there be, when the bus is a capybara? - and so he dons the formal outfit that Pure Vanilla had gifted him, and climbs aboard the capybus for destinations unknown.
Even if the trip through the forest is briefly a bit terrifying. There may be nothing threatening there, not now, not in the safety of the bus, but even so…
Once the bus arrives, the place he is brought to is, frankly, breathtaking. It feels like a dream, in an odd sense, the draping fabric and the moonlight giving everything an almost ethereal quality. It may be a dream, for all he knows… But, now that he is here, it wouldn't do to leave. Especially with all the other guests, and the gentle music playing from an ambiguous source. They are clearly meant to enjoy themselves tonight.
And enjoy himself, he does! There are several situations in which he might be found: ]
a. conversation
[ The most important part of being a guest at a social event is, of course, socializing! Clotted Cream does not hesitate to approach anyone who seems to be open for conversation, and some that may not seem as open, as well. Always worth it to try. ]
Lovely venue, isn't it? I'm quite fond of the outdoor setting, myself. Our mysterious benefactor has certainly gone above and beyond.
b. food
[ The Cookie-turned-human-turned-Mer eventually takes a moment to peruse the buffet table, partially out of curiosity rather than actual hunger. While there are certainly sweets to be had, the rest is still intriguing. He still isn't used to eating things like meat and vegetables on a regular basis, even after how long he's been here (the month he'd been dead notwithstanding, of course) and who better to ask than people who actually eat these things normally?
If he catches you nearby, he will get your attention with a charming smile. ]
Pardon me, but is there anything on this table you might recommend? I find myself gravitating toward the sweets, but I'd hate to miss out on something just as delicious.
c. dancing
[ But who could forget the main event of a dance? At various points in the night, when not looking for conversation or peering curiously at the spread on the buffet table, Clotted Cream can be found milling about the outer edges of the dance floor. At some point, he may approach you, charm turned up to the maximum. ]
Would you care to dance?
ii. 「wildcard」
[ if you want to do anything different, hit me up, you know the drill! please make note that cc is missing his right arm and also has visible ear fins and smatterings of golden-cream scales on his face, so he is very obviously partially fish-like ]
Clotted Cream Cookie | Cookie Run: Kingdom | Current Player
[ As Consul, and even before that, Clotted Cream has been to his fair share of parties, balls, and other social events. He is no stranger to the need for charm and grace. Thus, the prospect of a night out is not at all intimidating! It's a bit whimsical, in fact, considering the mode of transportation. There is no real sense of danger here - how can there be, when the bus is a capybara? - and so he dons the formal outfit that Pure Vanilla had gifted him, and climbs aboard the capybus for destinations unknown.
Even if the trip through the forest is briefly a bit terrifying. There may be nothing threatening there, not now, not in the safety of the bus, but even so…
Once the bus arrives, the place he is brought to is, frankly, breathtaking. It feels like a dream, in an odd sense, the draping fabric and the moonlight giving everything an almost ethereal quality. It may be a dream, for all he knows… But, now that he is here, it wouldn't do to leave. Especially with all the other guests, and the gentle music playing from an ambiguous source. They are clearly meant to enjoy themselves tonight.
And enjoy himself, he does! There are several situations in which he might be found: ]
a. conversation
[ The most important part of being a guest at a social event is, of course, socializing! Clotted Cream does not hesitate to approach anyone who seems to be open for conversation, and some that may not seem as open, as well. Always worth it to try. ]
Lovely venue, isn't it? I'm quite fond of the outdoor setting, myself. Our mysterious benefactor has certainly gone above and beyond.
b. food
[ The Cookie-turned-human-turned-Mer eventually takes a moment to peruse the buffet table, partially out of curiosity rather than actual hunger. While there are certainly sweets to be had, the rest is still intriguing. He still isn't used to eating things like meat and vegetables on a regular basis, even after how long he's been here (the month he'd been dead notwithstanding, of course) and who better to ask than people who actually eat these things normally?
If he catches you nearby, he will get your attention with a charming smile. ]
Pardon me, but is there anything on this table you might recommend? I find myself gravitating toward the sweets, but I'd hate to miss out on something just as delicious.
c. dancing
[ But who could forget the main event of a dance? At various points in the night, when not looking for conversation or peering curiously at the spread on the buffet table, Clotted Cream can be found milling about the outer edges of the dance floor. At some point, he may approach you, charm turned up to the maximum. ]
Would you care to dance?
ii. 「wildcard」
[ if you want to do anything different, hit me up, you know the drill! please make note that cc is missing his right arm and also has visible ear fins and smatterings of golden-cream scales on his face, so he is very obviously partially fish-like ]