SheepKing
She/They 🐑
Princess Tutu
The princess followed behind Tuffy as he dragged Jerry and another to their destination. It was an incredibly ominous space housing hooded individuals and peculiar creatures housed in cages. The princess's heart couldn't help but bleed for the poor things. As a duck she herself could understand that no animal would wish to be held in such a tight space. Though Tutu couldn't help but wonder, if this world was like an illusion would that mean that these beings are also not truly real? That thought was soon quickly shut down as she saw one dragon-like creature speak with a human concerning the cages. She could tell just by how it spoke that the Digimon without a doubt held emotions just like any other being, whether its an illusion or not. Soon others began picking out their partners and paying in whatever currency they held at the time. This, unfortunately made something quite apparent to Tutu. As far as the ballerina could tell, she was basically as broke as one could be. It's not like tutu's had pockets to hold spare change anyways. Still she so desperately wanted to free one of the Digimons from the horrible cages that entrapped them. Was there anything she had on her that'd be worth something? Of course there was no way she'd even think to sell her pendant but there must be something that she could sell. Using her pretty little head led tutu to realize that there was something up there that she could definitely sell. Not like her brains or anything of course, she realized that the golden egg shaped crown might just be good enough to use as currency. Carefully her hands reached for the accessory, bringing it closer to her eyes so she could examine it. As far as the princess could tell this was genuine pure gold. If it weren't for a member of the group slicing open the cages, she would have sold the jewelry to free one of the caged lifeforms. Enraging the shopkeeper, it appeared that he was quite unwilling to simply let the boy get away with damaging his property. He summoned a menagerie of beasts who didn't look all that friendly to be quite truthful. in fact they all looked ready to tear the group into tiny little pieces. Of course Tutu was quite terrified in this situation. As a ballerina she held no weapons and her only means of defense was a fan. Still there had to be something that the princess could do. While a blonde woman approached the canine Digimon, hurriedly tutu began pleading with the shopkeeper.
"Please, there's no need to resort to violence! Is there any way that we can pay you for the damages?"
As she spoke one of the recently freed Digimon took notice of the crown still being held in her hands. For whatever reason it seemed attracted to the object's golden gleam and decided right then and there that it wanted the accessory for itself. Hopping over the sliced wreckage of it's cage the digimon leaped into Tutu's arms before snatching the crown from her hands. Proud of it's successful theft the creature happily put the object on it's own head, crowning itself as prince.
If it weren't for the tense situation Tutu would have found the sight quite hilarious, seeing the little sprout-like being show off the crown but now was definitely not the time for that sort of thing. She'd had time later for that sort of thing, preferably as regular old Duck and not facing a possible mauling from an insect, a wolf, a flaming man, and a giant robot.
Chungchangching Crow June Verles L3n
The princess followed behind Tuffy as he dragged Jerry and another to their destination. It was an incredibly ominous space housing hooded individuals and peculiar creatures housed in cages. The princess's heart couldn't help but bleed for the poor things. As a duck she herself could understand that no animal would wish to be held in such a tight space. Though Tutu couldn't help but wonder, if this world was like an illusion would that mean that these beings are also not truly real? That thought was soon quickly shut down as she saw one dragon-like creature speak with a human concerning the cages. She could tell just by how it spoke that the Digimon without a doubt held emotions just like any other being, whether its an illusion or not. Soon others began picking out their partners and paying in whatever currency they held at the time. This, unfortunately made something quite apparent to Tutu. As far as the ballerina could tell, she was basically as broke as one could be. It's not like tutu's had pockets to hold spare change anyways. Still she so desperately wanted to free one of the Digimons from the horrible cages that entrapped them. Was there anything she had on her that'd be worth something? Of course there was no way she'd even think to sell her pendant but there must be something that she could sell. Using her pretty little head led tutu to realize that there was something up there that she could definitely sell. Not like her brains or anything of course, she realized that the golden egg shaped crown might just be good enough to use as currency. Carefully her hands reached for the accessory, bringing it closer to her eyes so she could examine it. As far as the princess could tell this was genuine pure gold. If it weren't for a member of the group slicing open the cages, she would have sold the jewelry to free one of the caged lifeforms. Enraging the shopkeeper, it appeared that he was quite unwilling to simply let the boy get away with damaging his property. He summoned a menagerie of beasts who didn't look all that friendly to be quite truthful. in fact they all looked ready to tear the group into tiny little pieces. Of course Tutu was quite terrified in this situation. As a ballerina she held no weapons and her only means of defense was a fan. Still there had to be something that the princess could do. While a blonde woman approached the canine Digimon, hurriedly tutu began pleading with the shopkeeper.
"Please, there's no need to resort to violence! Is there any way that we can pay you for the damages?"
As she spoke one of the recently freed Digimon took notice of the crown still being held in her hands. For whatever reason it seemed attracted to the object's golden gleam and decided right then and there that it wanted the accessory for itself. Hopping over the sliced wreckage of it's cage the digimon leaped into Tutu's arms before snatching the crown from her hands. Proud of it's successful theft the creature happily put the object on it's own head, crowning itself as prince.
If it weren't for the tense situation Tutu would have found the sight quite hilarious, seeing the little sprout-like being show off the crown but now was definitely not the time for that sort of thing. She'd had time later for that sort of thing, preferably as regular old Duck and not facing a possible mauling from an insect, a wolf, a flaming man, and a giant robot.
Chungchangching Crow June Verles L3n