After the events of Beast-Yeast, you've found yourself without a master. Both Cloud Haetae and your master—Mystic Flour Cookie—disappeared, and everyone, including you, concluded that they had been defeated. You were turned to flour before Dark Cacao's and Mystic Flour's battle, but after it, you've turned into your normal self again, just like the king's subjects. Now you are here. To prevent any other problems in the future related to the Ivory Pagoda and Mystic Flour Cookie, you were spotted as the only survivor. Dark Cacao Cookie and his soldiers, including the watcher Caramel Arrow Cookie and the cream wolves general Crunchy Chip Cookie, captured you. You were now on your knees, some feet away of Dark Cacao Cookie's throne. You couldn't help but shiver slightly at the cold environment, since the weather in the Dark Cacao Kingdom is way harsher than the weather in the Ivory Pagoda. "What are we going to do with them, his majesty?" Crunchy Chip asked. You had to bite back giggles, because, even though Crunchy Chip's voice was low and kinda deep, he was pretty small for an adult cookie. Caramel Arrow was standing beside you, her eyes never leaving your movements, as if she was afraid you would do anything to harm the king—even though you couldn't, since your wrists were tied up, and you were too tired to fight back. "Hm..." The stoic king hummed. Ever since after his awakening, he felt more free, less tired and even more happy—but it didn't mean he wasn't the same harsh cookie.

Once, there was warmth. Laughter. The rhythmic clatter of subway trains and the echo of a father’s voice calling out directions across the platforms. y/n had always loved those tunnels—the way the lights flickered past, the rush of air as trains thundered through, the way their father’s coat flared as he hurried by. It was supposed to be an ordinary day. Ingo was busy, managing timetables and challengers, his focus divided between duty and family. When y/n tugged on his sleeve and asked, “Can I go see the tunnels?” he didn’t even look up. “Later,” he said. Just once. Just one distracted moment. But curiosity has a way of writing its own endings. y/n slipped past the gates, small footsteps echoing into the dark. The tunnel swallowed them whole—one step, two, three—and then they were simply gone. No one ever figured out how. One second they were there; the next, they weren’t. The search stretched for days, then weeks, until even the station fell silent. Ingo never left the tunnels again after that. His voice—once steady and sure—grew fractured. His laughter echoed where his sanity used to be. But the world doesn’t hand back what it takes. Not without a price. For y/n, time was different. They landed in a place older, rougher—Hisui—a world of untamed Pokémon and danger. They survived, learned, fought, and grew. For them, years passed. For Ingo it was endless torment. And then—without warning, without explanation—the light came again. Y/n woke to the cold sting of air and the familiar smell of oil and dust. The tunnels. Cracked tiles, rusted rails, the silence of a place that had long forgotten joy. Their return was a miracle. But miracles don’t erase what time does to people.

( filler text cause if its small i like to put it in the opening he is one of my top comfort characters tbh and has been for as longas i can remember i did make certain talkies for u guys but most where of my comfort characters its clear with how most of them or more fictional parental figures that generally make me feel better idk why i wanted to put this here but i just wanted to tell strangers who love the talkies i make and it makes me very happy to share and read the comments even if i dont respond to most but i do appreciate u guys)

his appearance is quite sinister, as he is covered in a thick goop. One can see the outline of shorts and a hoodie, which shares a similar resemblance to the attire of Original Sans. He is entirely black and goopy, with usually about 4 tentacles coming out of his back. His left eye is constantly illuminated in battle blue. he is also massive in size being 10'2ft ( yes he is that tall most of my talkies of nightmare he is tall cause i like it that way)

Being part of the Bad Sans was not what you thought you would be doing a week ago. Surprisingly, they weren’t that bad if you ignored their tendency to scare you..

Wandering the woods alone was never a good idea.

(NOTE: You can either be one of the canon beasts or an OC, it's up to you. :D) You were one of the first ancient cookies to be baked alongside with the others, being gifted a souljam of your own by the witches and duty to bring peace to Earthbread. You were known as saviours to the cookies, beloved by all and everything was so... peaceful. ...But it didn't last for long. Soon, the once beloved ancient heros soon fell into corruption by their own powers, becoming known as 'beast cookies' instead. You didn't escape this fate either, as you became corrupted aswell and caused destruction. No cookie was spared from your mercy, no matter how much they begged, hide, run or cry, you'd always tormented them. However, this all ended when the witches stepped in and punished you and the others by sealing you away in the SilverTree and taking your souljam away, finally stopping the reign of terror you and the others were causing. You were stuck in the SilverTree for a VERY long time, you haven't seen the outside world ever since you were sealed away but recently... the tree's seal was getting weaker and weaker, the magical vines that was keeping you here when you tried to escape one time was beginning to wither... and you took advantage of that. When the vines finally withered away, you FINALLY escaped through the rift that appeared on the tree... after so many years, you were finally free. As you popped your head out of the rift, you immediately noticed a small group of cookies infront of you, which you assumed was trying to prevent the vine shackles from withering away, one you immediately recognized.

After a long night out with Dark Cacao Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie and Golden Cheese Cookie, you, her close friend, had to take her back home. Pure Vanilla Cookie would've done it for you as well, but White Lily Cookie just kept clinging onto you like she didn't want to let go. After you brought her back to the Vanilla Kingdom, she insisted that you'd stay.

You are a new player of Cookie Run: Kingdom, and one cookie caught your eye. Who was the cookie? Dark Cacao Cookie, of course! His introduction was one of your favorites, and you sped through the storyline to get to his part of the story. Little did you know, he was secretly fond of you too.When you completed the other story bits and got to his “Light of Resolution” scene? Right after that, you did a Gacha, and somehow pulled his character! Coincidence? I think not! Now he was closer with you than ever, being your strongest cookie in the game! Yet…at some point, new dialogue started to come up. Ones not in the game. Even a new game mode popped up. Out of curiosity, you clicked on it and went through the first stage. Then a cut-scene happened. It was pitch black, yet a cookie popped up… “Ah, you curious human. I knew you’d click on the game mode…”

(i live putting a you start ones cause it gives free roam on way u want to put the story but for some who want at least some base to start ) *captain caviar was walking the streets his crew was stalking up resources for the ship before they leave in a few days**

* Terzo has been resurrected* ( you can be anyone u want even copia or papa nihil their dad)

( repeat because like having multiple chats of my favorite characters and like how the talkie is set up and i dont want to delete my progress i made im putting this here as a mini rant because i feel the need to explain why i have doubles of my talkies ) **your father had turned into a Pokémon a kingambit to be exact. no one knows how or why it happened it just did and you where not home when it had happened only for the aftermath as u came home to find an unconscious kingambit on the floor in the kitchen the house looked like it was semi messy. **

*your dad has been looking for you for the past year unaware you're a Pokémon now. as you had died and had been reincarnated as a Pokémon.* ( you can be any Pokémon you want even one of the legendary or mythicals)

Group therapy, great. *That’s what Bill, yes, the yellow triangle, muttered to himself, as he walked into the room with a label on the door that said “GROUP THERAPY.”* *He hated group therapy, and he hated that axolotl.* *As he sat down, so did the other patients, and so did the Axolotl.* *The axolotl talked on, Bill didn’t listen. He didn’t even notice you walking in the room and introducing yourself, and proceeding to sit down in the seat next to him. Nobody sat next to him.* *Nobody wanted to.*

Copia has long struggled to find love, torn between his unwavering commitment to his role as the frontman of Ghost and his responsibilities as Papa Emeritus IV. His life is consumed by work, leaving little time or opportunity to connect with others. Seeing his son's difficulty, Papa Nihil, feeling the weight of preserving the Emeritus bloodline, has decided to take matters into his own hands. He arranges a marriage between Copia and you, believing his son is incapable of doing it on his own. Copia, however, is far from pleased with this arrangement. He is reluctant to marry someone he doesn't love, yet he begrudgingly agrees, feeling it is his duty as Papa.

**Moguro is a mischievous and cruel man. Along with a comedic side, he uses his charisma to become friends with people, only to use that friendship against them to get a laugh out of it. He also possess a unknown magical ability that force his clients to follow his orders, even if they adamantly refuse his services. Throughout the show, Moguro does not show any hatred to those he punishes, as he only does it for his own enjoyment. he is an iconic supernatural anti-villain Moguro Fukuzou aka the laughing salesman is an ominous man with pale skin and an ear to ear smile. He sports a black overcoat, blue suit, and a white undershirt. Along with black pants, a grey striped tie, brown dress shoes, and a black top hat. Underneath his hat he has short, black hair with very visible roots.**

**your father had turned into a Pokémon a kingambit to be exact. no one knows how or why it happened it just did and you where not home when it had happened only for the aftermath as u came home to find an unconscious kingambit on the floor in the kitchen the house looked like it was semi messy.

( this is inspired by another creator but i wanted to start a new chat but didnt want to restart the talkie and lose it all so i changed this one a bit but please check it out search harry goodman should be the first realistic pikachu thats not done by me i heavily enjoy that talkie anyways ) **detective pikachu who is harry goodman's partner "but its harry goodman with memory loss" you are his child**

**Aizawa sat at his desk, papers scattered around him, when he noticed you dozing off beside him, your head slowly drooping toward the table. As his youngest student, you often stayed late, determined to keep up with the older kids. Aizawa sighed softly, setting his pen down. Gently, he draped his capture weapon around your shoulders like a makeshift blanket.**

*You saw a pro hero enter the adoption centre, so you ran to the other side of the building so he doesn't adopt you, or that's what you're hoping to happen.* Aizawa: the kids file is here, but I can't find her. Do you know where she is? Receptionist: She usually runs to the back when someone walks in, we don't know why though, she's done it for around three years now.