Can't confine this personality.

She was tired of this, tired of all of, when will she evolve? She was one of the first batch to hatch, this was getting ridicules, forever stuck in this putti pathetic body. Was she destined to be trapped like this forever? Then those fools, the lot of them, thinking they could do this and that. Do any of them have any ambitions? Did they want to stay in their pathetic villages forever? She was sick of it, nobody did nothing, absolutely nothing. What was the point of being born in a life without goals or ambitions? Her goals was to be all powerful, to be as beautiful as her core, and more. Why so much more, if only her pathetic white putti angelic body was not stuck like this. Hours passed, days go, ugh when will her form go?

She went into the forest, this was when she had an encounter with a stupid electronic piece of digimon, the disgusting metalworks, she can still taste him. She tried to "save" his life to turn him to her personal servant, but that worked out so well. Venturing further and further out way from the village toward the forest, she began to hear a voice. She didn't really recognize the voice, she really didn't care for it, though something about it... It drew her near, curious she bounced toward it as silently as she could manage with the putti body. The voice seemed to be coming from a disgusting yellow slimeball, ugh another one. Why are there so few beautiful creatures, as beautiful as she is to be?

She sat there a moment longer debating on to just leave the ugly slimeball, she didn't want a servant who was just so ugly and disgusting, then he said something... Something that caught her attention. The word conquer, he wanted to conquer the forest. He wanted to conquer something! He wanted to conquer something, she felt her body shiver in excitement at her discovery.

This was the first digimon that had ambition, that wanted to do something with the pathetic life they were given. She wanted to know more about it, lots more. She creeped in closer and watched him wondering what his first actions would be. How would he dare conquer the forest.

She waited a little longer, was he going to do something? Anything? She felt impatience growing in her little white putti body, at least attack the tree... Something. Then the goo spoke once more talking about conquering the trees to create a castle. Castle? The September felt her interest perk up, he wante dot go so far as to build a castle? She listened as he spoke more and more about his amazing castle, "pizzazz" whatever that was she liked the sound of it. Then gold? Lots of gold? Beautiful gold, shining of the mighty brightness? She found herself itching to introduce herself tothe disgusting slimeball.

Right when she went to make a move he began to approach the tree, then attack it. The goo started to stick to the tree, she felt like she was going to puke, such a disgusting creature, at least it didn't smell. This was however the first digimon dared challenge the trees, dared to challenge the world. She wanted to know more, understand more, wanted to manipulate the ugly slimeball of goo. He began to shout at the tree about giving his body, what an idiot. He was as stupid and foolish as every other digimon, where was the one really destined to rule the digital world? This thing would not last the whole way, surely not, but it was the first... The first.. She must make use of this. She must somehow use this disgusting slime thing to her advantage, but how?

He started to shout once more about only he can have himself, ooh such a temptation. She could have him, she just know she had to please him. He wanted to rule the world, she as well, she would not mind helping the ugly thing. She began to bounce toward the ugly disgusting slime thing. "You! Show that tree, rule this forest!" she shouted as loudly as she could dropping any bit of cuteness she may have used with other digimon. This ugly stupid thing does not need cuteness, it need the push, push to be a King.

The ugly slime turned around, then taking notice of her seemed to try and regain his composure in that horribly disgusting slimy body. He began to speak to her, and then said it, "oh. It's another blob." Blob! Blob! She was destined for greatness! She was just some "blob"! She will digivolve, just that slimey disgusting creature see, she will be greater than he. She just needed to digigvolve, that's all.. She was a late bloomer, but she will be the prettiest rose in the garden, that thing will see, they will all see.

Well apparently her words reached him, he began to smile again, and it grew wider and wider as he spoke. He seemed to be on the verge of madness, he seemed reasonable and easily manipulative, she will try to use him to the best she can. He told her to stand back like she was some weak creature, well she was, but just not fair. She should be Rookie level by not, not this thing.. This ugly puttibody creature with wings thrown on it.


She watched as he tempted to be all strong and mighty to destroy that one tree and rule the forest. If only he would digivolve to something stronger, then he could possibly break through that bark, he better get hotter as he digivolved. She don't know what she would do if her "king" turned out to be some sort of slime slob, what a waste of perfectly effort of her time. Noticing he had no chance against the tree he turned back to her. She gave him a smile and this time around acting cute in hopes of regaining that "blob" comment he had made. "Something told me a great new leader would be here, I am September the mighty Lady of the sky." Now all she needed was a beautiful body and marvelous wings, then she could rule the sky and everything. Yes, she will take his kingdom and everyone in it, just a matter of time.

He showed no understanding at what her words meant, do I have to dumb it down for him? What is with this disgusting slimeball? She waited a few more moments not sure what else to do, luckily for her that moronic slimeball gradually caught on to her idea and started to exclaim to himself about how it is all for him and he was the great leader. During his proclamations something began to happen, it seemed almost as if.. No.. No.. He was evolving!

She felt frustration grow inside her, he was evolving! What the hell? Why couldn't she evolve?! Pesky little... Evolving before her. Ugliest of all ugly... they just.. Ugh... Did it just get UGLIER?! What the hell, beauty should grow, not fall away. The ugly thing seemed proud of his new form, she was filled with disdain and jealousy. Why did he get to evolve? He was not worthy, not worthy of such stupendous things, and so easily at that. He thought he could conquer the tree with his new form, well good for him. If only she could do such a feat. Here she was still just blob with glued on wings.

As he made a charge to attack the tree and knocked some bark off he bragged about his great new strength, she wanted to tackle him in anger. Though in this body, this weak pathetic puttimon body she could be killed by just a few attacks. Not to mention she needed this thing as an ally. He was the first to become ambitious and attempted to conquer a lame tree, the first to declare himself King. She put on a fake joyous smile, and filled herself with false glee, "Mighty Leader! How you have grown! You can take on the whole forest and more!" She should bounce and hug him in celebration, but eew no, just no. If she even touched that thing.. It would probably make her de-volve to who knows what. Loose all her future beauty and just, no.

Wait Grown? Did he just say that? Did he seriously not notice his change? Then he reacted shock at his new form, he really really was asking for it. how she wanted to hurt him some way, if only she could evolve. Then as if her words made him even stupider, he went on and on, just about how great he was. Ugh he made her want to puke up, such ugly puke too.

As the obnoxious blob went on and on about how "great" he was and how "amazing" his new body was. He just seemed to rub it in that he was in an all powerful form, why couldn't she evolve already? She hated this, this was just so unfair, she felt great envy to this disgusting waste of space junk, that just... Just.. Was better than HER! It was not fair, not at all, why did he get to evolve? Why did he get more than HER?! Why? If digimon could turn green from envy her skin certainly would have by how much she felt toward the piece of trash, cocky stupid moron.

She was better than him, smarter than him, and worthier to digivolve. Almost as if all her envious feelings mixed with need for more than him, seemed to unravel her dna.. Cause her smalll blob of a body grow a little taller with arms and legs... Her wings moving up her body... She.. She.. Was Digivolving?! It felt so warm, how could this thing not notice? Not notice this feeling, this growth of power, growth of beauty. She was digivolving! She was finally digivolving!

Joy swelled into her replacing the envious feelings, she was getting what she deserved, it was about time to. Finally her form had finish, she looked down. She moved her new hands, oh the damage she could implement with these beauties. She smiled at her her new form, joyous at this new transformation she felt the need to brag as well. "Yes, bigger is better." She went to make a taunt at the new so called king, but stopped herself. What if... What if it was he who allowed her to change? What if that thing was the actual reason she could digivolve? She thought on this more, it was not possible, it could not BE! But at same time.. The timing and coincidence... Could it be she needed its help, for herself?

Frustration grew inside her, what if she had to live with this thing to evolve to higher levels. That meant, that meant, she had too... Stay with it longer. She found herself shivering from the horror, that thing was not worthy of her presence... No it was an ugly stupid creature, it however changed her. She grew a smile once more, this smile a bit creepier than her last form, "Oh! King! Your might has digivolved me, I will serve th-" she began to choke at the words she did not want say. She didn't want to serve this thing, she didn't even want to be same area as it, she deserved better. The hours that passed, the days that passed, she had to stay... With this thing to evolve.. "I will serve thee." She gave a bow as if a servant to a King. Oh how she hated this... Oh how fate was laughing her this moment.

Lucky to have found him? Was she? She did finally digivolve, but at same time, that thing... Was a thing. "Of course Master, that I am." Oh how she wanted to eat her own words, this thing won't get anywhere. This thing was just going to get himself killed, but yet... He evolved her. Didn't he? She must at least stick around till she can be strong enough to hold out on her own, then she would dumb him and his pathetic foolish persona.

Her new "Master" turned to her asking for her advice, well what better way to be wise, than to ask her high intelligence what to do. She of course knew the answer, why wouldn't she? She was the smartest and the most prettiest, little did she know what her "new" body looked uglier than her old blob form.  "Master, why don't we build your mighty army? Then we can subdue, the World!" she shouted the word world, like she truly believed in his "mighty" power.

He agreed with her and talked about how he would need them she could not help but think to herself, if only gaining minions were so "easy". He still talked on how he could not trust them, how he would have to "force" them to work. Force? That would mean a possible rebellion, that would mean the digiworld would hate them. That was not very smart, the best of rulers were ones that foolishly gain citizen trust, wasn't it? He went on how she may be the only servant he could trust, he seemed suddenly turn serious and face her. Shit, he knows, how does he knows? He is a moron." She kept the same look trying not to lose her composure in this new body. Luckily for her, he was able to convince himself otherwise, that certainly was a close one. She needed him to gain the highest of levels, if he dropped her now... She may be stuck In-training forever... The Horrid.

He really liked to talk to himself, she could probably sneak off right now and would not even be caught or noticed. He was now on the rambling rampage of enlisting digimon hanging out on the edges of the town. "Master, may I make a suggestion? What if we gain the trust of the digimon we will rule? Then they would not be filled with madness and need to murder us in our sleep." As soon as the words left her mouth she knew it would not happen. The ugly digimon needed to fear the prettiest, they needed to bow. They could be gods, greater than pathetic kings, this world had power and lots of it. How else did they evolve to prettier and prettier forms? Not to mention she tried what? Four times? Three times? to gain "trust" and "friendship", the foolish digimon if only they could see how mighty and beautiful she was. Then they would have accepted her offers of "friendship".