52A: The Princess with Three Sides
Jul 1, 2018 22:08:01 GMT
Post by Cho Sato on Jul 1, 2018 22:08:01 GMT
Name: Once Upon A Time
Number: 52A
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Once upon a time, there was a kind princess with a beautiful voice. Her songs could touch the heart of anyone who heard them, and she wanted nothing more than to use these songs to make people happy. However, her mother, the queen, angered a witch, who put a terrible curse upon her daughter. Instead of one girl, she would now shift and transform between three different girls. Chocho, the innocent, bubbly, overly-cheerful blonde who could hold no negative feelings. Kazane, the fiery redhead who could not control her rage, and had to rebel against everyone and everything. And finally there was the raven-haired Tsukiko, dark and brooding. The Queen tried to live with this, tried to accept her daughter's curse, but her heart grew cold. She could not live with this burden of a daughter - three daughters in one body - and so sent her off to live in a tower alone.
The Princess had lived there for many years with this curse, and soon forgot her original name. With nobody to keep her company except for a lone, overly-professional guard, and people sent by the Queen to stock her food or give her whatever she wanted to not bother her, the princess turned to songwriting. Someday, she would write a song to share with the world. Due to her curse, however, she rarely left the tower. For now, she competed against her selves to write a great song. Chocho wanted to write sweet, happy songs, disliking the anger of Kazane's and the depressing nature of Tsukiko's. Kazane wanted to pour her pain into her music, not caring for Chocho's sugary works and disliking Tsukiko's for being too 'weak' and being a sad victim instead of someone who fights her condition. And Tsukiko's songs were filled with bittersweet melancholy and brooding sadness, not understanding how Chocho could be happy or how Kazane can be so harsh and unruly.
All three of the princess's forms were incredibly beautiful in their own ways. Chocho was the perfect pretty princess, innocent and cute. Kazane was a warrior princess in heart and appearance, fierce, strong, and powerful, with amazonian attractiveness. Tsukiko was a dark, mysterious beauty, lovely as the shadowed moon.
Despite the curse, she had many suitors, each attracted to a different form of the Princess. It hardly ever went well. One was a prince enamored with the beauty and innocence of the perky peppy princess Chocho. He tried to woo her with compliments and flattery, trying to manipulate her into being his. He compared her to sunsets, to works of art, even to goddesses.
It almost worked. Chocho blushed around him, hanging on to his every word, happy and cheerful and 'in love'. However, Kazane could not take it any more. In a flash of light, happy seduced Chocho was an angry Kazane. "Don't think I don't see what you're doing," she growls. "Do you really think you can own me, put a collar and leash on me with your words?" She makes a rude gesture of defiance.
Despite knowing the curse, the Prince was shocked. This vulgar, rude... powerful woman took his sweet Chocho's place. He backs off, glaring at her. "What do you mean by that? Bring back Chocho, you wench!"
"You don't tell me what to do! I am not yours!"
"You will do what I say, woman! I am a noble Prince, and you are just a cursed-"
In another flash, Kazane was replaced by Tsukiko, her black hair covering one eye. For her, seeing him with one eye is seeing him with one eye too many. "So you have revealed your true colors. To think I even saw anything in you even as Chocho. You should go before I am Kazane once more, 'noble Prince'. You are a long way up in this tower, and unless you are a vulture in disguise as literally as you are figuratively, I do not think it would end well for you."
Another time, a thief broke into the tower, hearing that the cursed Princess owns many valuables. He fails to be stealthy enough, and is caught by Kazane. "What are you doing in my tower," she asks, roughly and yet with a smirk. "Are you looking for trouble? Because you found it! And I've been waiting for some trouble!"
The Thief was scared yet intrigued. "You don't seem much like a princess," he quips.
"Thank you." Kazane's response intrigues the Thief even more. "Huh. Is this your curse? To be everything good that a princess is not? That they cannot accept you because you don't follow the rules?"
"I wish! The whole 'princess' thing is a curse, but it isn't THE curse! Now you never answered me. You here to start something? Preferably some trouble out in town? I'm as bored as I don't know what."
"Well...depends on what you want to start?"
Unfortunately, what she does start is changing into Tsukiko. Her beauty stunned the Thief, but her transformation even more so. "So... that's the curse. Cool. Want to start some trouble? I bet with that you could break all kinds of rules."
Tsukiko was not a troublemaker, however. "No... you go have fun ruining people's lives and being a strain on society. I have to stay here and keep my curse to myself."
"What? How could you say that?"
"Sorrrryyy," Chocho says sincerely, though with her happy tone and sudden appearance, it was hard to tell. "Oh um, also, the commotion might've alerted the guard! You might wanna go. It was nice having a visitor though!"
Finally, a visitor all three were happy to see! A traveling Bard! He serenades them with beautiful yet sad songs of doomed adventures and lost loves. Both Chocho and Kazane could appreciate the music, though they did not much care for it. Tsukiko, however, enjoys the songs as much as she can enjoy something. She lets him in, and they seem to get along at first.
But when Chocho comes out, things change. "Is it okay if I don't like your songs," she asks the Bard. He is quite insulted. "You do not understand the darkness in my heart like Tsukiko does. You would not insult my music otherwise."
"No no no! I didn't say your music was bad! It is quite good, but I don't like sad music! You're music is amazing, it is just that there's no darkness in my-"
"No! You hurt me. How can you not be exactly like I thought you were? The same tortured soul I am? I thought you were perfect but you're not. That curse of yours is terrible. I will break the curse, Tsukiko, and get your true, dark self back."
"...none of these are my true self, silly! And- trying to get rid of us for your own 'perfect' companion will not work, because I'm not going to be who you want me to be!" And Kazane makes her appearance once more, frightening off the Bard. "Good riddance! Ugh, I'm going to bed."
And to bed she went. In her dream, the three Princesses float in darkness.
"I can't believe this. They all want us because we're pretty, or because of one of us, not all of us? Why can't they like us for us?"
"Maybe that's a good thing! Maybe it is a good thing that-"
"-That we will never find anyone who likes us for us, for all of what we are? Yes, I'm sure... no wait..."
All of what they are? They are all the same person, aren't they? Not just three that share the same body. They are all different sides of the same person. She cannot let her sides fight each other, and she cannot hide her other sides, or she'll only find people that like her for part of her, not all of her.
Chocho wakes up and immediately starts writing down music. When Kazane emerges, she does not erase all that hard work, but adds to it, and Tsukiko adds to that. Soon they have a song with happiness, sorrow, rage, love, power, fear, hope... so many layers. She begins to sing it excitedly, not stopping as she shifts through different forms. Throughout the area, music touches many hearts.
One heart that was touched was a Courier, coming to bring her mail and a fresh supply of goods from her mother. "Your voice is beautiful," he remarks.
"Thank you but which one," Chocho asks.
"All of them," the Courier responds. "I am glad to finally meet you, Princess. What is your name?"
The blonde is replaced by the redhead. "She was Chocho, I'm Kazane."
The Courier pauses thoughtfully. "No, not your forms' names, your name? Or do you not have a collective name? Either way, it is nice to meet you Kazane."
"I don't know... collective name... I don't know what are name is? Is that a problem? You wanna fight about it?"
"No I don't, but I like your energy. You sound like you have a lot of determination."
The redhead switches with the brunette. "I don't always have such energy."
"You... this is the form that was singing the sadder parts? They were sweet and heartfelt. You have a great heart, and know how to express yourself. I'm jealous."
"Thank you so very very much!" Now back to Chocho.
"You're welcome. You're upbeat and cheerful, and want to share that, don't you? You're everything. Most royals' personalities are as flat as scrolls. Er... don't tell anyone I said that, please?"
Could he really understand her? Or was this another ploy? "Thank you so much! I'm not sure I'm interested in dating right now though, every guy so far was a bonehead!"
"D-date?" The Courier blushes. "I... don't think I was flirting with you. You just seemed lonely."
The Princess was taken aback. Is he telling the truth?
It turns out he was. He soon requested to be the main delivery person for the Princess, and visited her frequently. They quickly became friends.
"Hello Melody!" The Courier would say, his nickname to the three forms of the Princess.
"Hello Adam!" Melody would respond, now knowing him on a first-name basis.
Soon, they would fall in love and move in together. They would find a way to break the curse, and bring all three personalities into one person, or they would simply live like this. Either way, they knew that the different parts of her were all beautiful, and not just the outside. Inside, they all were parts of a whole that work together, different notes to the same song. They could not deny one side over the other, and the curse only highlights the different parts of her that make her unique. And they knew they would live happily ever after.
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Number: 52A
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Once upon a time, there was a kind princess with a beautiful voice. Her songs could touch the heart of anyone who heard them, and she wanted nothing more than to use these songs to make people happy. However, her mother, the queen, angered a witch, who put a terrible curse upon her daughter. Instead of one girl, she would now shift and transform between three different girls. Chocho, the innocent, bubbly, overly-cheerful blonde who could hold no negative feelings. Kazane, the fiery redhead who could not control her rage, and had to rebel against everyone and everything. And finally there was the raven-haired Tsukiko, dark and brooding. The Queen tried to live with this, tried to accept her daughter's curse, but her heart grew cold. She could not live with this burden of a daughter - three daughters in one body - and so sent her off to live in a tower alone.
The Princess had lived there for many years with this curse, and soon forgot her original name. With nobody to keep her company except for a lone, overly-professional guard, and people sent by the Queen to stock her food or give her whatever she wanted to not bother her, the princess turned to songwriting. Someday, she would write a song to share with the world. Due to her curse, however, she rarely left the tower. For now, she competed against her selves to write a great song. Chocho wanted to write sweet, happy songs, disliking the anger of Kazane's and the depressing nature of Tsukiko's. Kazane wanted to pour her pain into her music, not caring for Chocho's sugary works and disliking Tsukiko's for being too 'weak' and being a sad victim instead of someone who fights her condition. And Tsukiko's songs were filled with bittersweet melancholy and brooding sadness, not understanding how Chocho could be happy or how Kazane can be so harsh and unruly.
All three of the princess's forms were incredibly beautiful in their own ways. Chocho was the perfect pretty princess, innocent and cute. Kazane was a warrior princess in heart and appearance, fierce, strong, and powerful, with amazonian attractiveness. Tsukiko was a dark, mysterious beauty, lovely as the shadowed moon.
Despite the curse, she had many suitors, each attracted to a different form of the Princess. It hardly ever went well. One was a prince enamored with the beauty and innocence of the perky peppy princess Chocho. He tried to woo her with compliments and flattery, trying to manipulate her into being his. He compared her to sunsets, to works of art, even to goddesses.
It almost worked. Chocho blushed around him, hanging on to his every word, happy and cheerful and 'in love'. However, Kazane could not take it any more. In a flash of light, happy seduced Chocho was an angry Kazane. "Don't think I don't see what you're doing," she growls. "Do you really think you can own me, put a collar and leash on me with your words?" She makes a rude gesture of defiance.
Despite knowing the curse, the Prince was shocked. This vulgar, rude... powerful woman took his sweet Chocho's place. He backs off, glaring at her. "What do you mean by that? Bring back Chocho, you wench!"
"You don't tell me what to do! I am not yours!"
"You will do what I say, woman! I am a noble Prince, and you are just a cursed-"
In another flash, Kazane was replaced by Tsukiko, her black hair covering one eye. For her, seeing him with one eye is seeing him with one eye too many. "So you have revealed your true colors. To think I even saw anything in you even as Chocho. You should go before I am Kazane once more, 'noble Prince'. You are a long way up in this tower, and unless you are a vulture in disguise as literally as you are figuratively, I do not think it would end well for you."
Another time, a thief broke into the tower, hearing that the cursed Princess owns many valuables. He fails to be stealthy enough, and is caught by Kazane. "What are you doing in my tower," she asks, roughly and yet with a smirk. "Are you looking for trouble? Because you found it! And I've been waiting for some trouble!"
The Thief was scared yet intrigued. "You don't seem much like a princess," he quips.
"Thank you." Kazane's response intrigues the Thief even more. "Huh. Is this your curse? To be everything good that a princess is not? That they cannot accept you because you don't follow the rules?"
"I wish! The whole 'princess' thing is a curse, but it isn't THE curse! Now you never answered me. You here to start something? Preferably some trouble out in town? I'm as bored as I don't know what."
"Well...depends on what you want to start?"
Unfortunately, what she does start is changing into Tsukiko. Her beauty stunned the Thief, but her transformation even more so. "So... that's the curse. Cool. Want to start some trouble? I bet with that you could break all kinds of rules."
Tsukiko was not a troublemaker, however. "No... you go have fun ruining people's lives and being a strain on society. I have to stay here and keep my curse to myself."
"What? How could you say that?"
"Sorrrryyy," Chocho says sincerely, though with her happy tone and sudden appearance, it was hard to tell. "Oh um, also, the commotion might've alerted the guard! You might wanna go. It was nice having a visitor though!"
Finally, a visitor all three were happy to see! A traveling Bard! He serenades them with beautiful yet sad songs of doomed adventures and lost loves. Both Chocho and Kazane could appreciate the music, though they did not much care for it. Tsukiko, however, enjoys the songs as much as she can enjoy something. She lets him in, and they seem to get along at first.
But when Chocho comes out, things change. "Is it okay if I don't like your songs," she asks the Bard. He is quite insulted. "You do not understand the darkness in my heart like Tsukiko does. You would not insult my music otherwise."
"No no no! I didn't say your music was bad! It is quite good, but I don't like sad music! You're music is amazing, it is just that there's no darkness in my-"
"No! You hurt me. How can you not be exactly like I thought you were? The same tortured soul I am? I thought you were perfect but you're not. That curse of yours is terrible. I will break the curse, Tsukiko, and get your true, dark self back."
"...none of these are my true self, silly! And- trying to get rid of us for your own 'perfect' companion will not work, because I'm not going to be who you want me to be!" And Kazane makes her appearance once more, frightening off the Bard. "Good riddance! Ugh, I'm going to bed."
And to bed she went. In her dream, the three Princesses float in darkness.
"I can't believe this. They all want us because we're pretty, or because of one of us, not all of us? Why can't they like us for us?"
"Maybe that's a good thing! Maybe it is a good thing that-"
"-That we will never find anyone who likes us for us, for all of what we are? Yes, I'm sure... no wait..."
All of what they are? They are all the same person, aren't they? Not just three that share the same body. They are all different sides of the same person. She cannot let her sides fight each other, and she cannot hide her other sides, or she'll only find people that like her for part of her, not all of her.
Chocho wakes up and immediately starts writing down music. When Kazane emerges, she does not erase all that hard work, but adds to it, and Tsukiko adds to that. Soon they have a song with happiness, sorrow, rage, love, power, fear, hope... so many layers. She begins to sing it excitedly, not stopping as she shifts through different forms. Throughout the area, music touches many hearts.
One heart that was touched was a Courier, coming to bring her mail and a fresh supply of goods from her mother. "Your voice is beautiful," he remarks.
"Thank you but which one," Chocho asks.
"All of them," the Courier responds. "I am glad to finally meet you, Princess. What is your name?"
The blonde is replaced by the redhead. "She was Chocho, I'm Kazane."
The Courier pauses thoughtfully. "No, not your forms' names, your name? Or do you not have a collective name? Either way, it is nice to meet you Kazane."
"I don't know... collective name... I don't know what are name is? Is that a problem? You wanna fight about it?"
"No I don't, but I like your energy. You sound like you have a lot of determination."
The redhead switches with the brunette. "I don't always have such energy."
"You... this is the form that was singing the sadder parts? They were sweet and heartfelt. You have a great heart, and know how to express yourself. I'm jealous."
"Thank you so very very much!" Now back to Chocho.
"You're welcome. You're upbeat and cheerful, and want to share that, don't you? You're everything. Most royals' personalities are as flat as scrolls. Er... don't tell anyone I said that, please?"
Could he really understand her? Or was this another ploy? "Thank you so much! I'm not sure I'm interested in dating right now though, every guy so far was a bonehead!"
"D-date?" The Courier blushes. "I... don't think I was flirting with you. You just seemed lonely."
The Princess was taken aback. Is he telling the truth?
It turns out he was. He soon requested to be the main delivery person for the Princess, and visited her frequently. They quickly became friends.
"Hello Melody!" The Courier would say, his nickname to the three forms of the Princess.
"Hello Adam!" Melody would respond, now knowing him on a first-name basis.
Soon, they would fall in love and move in together. They would find a way to break the curse, and bring all three personalities into one person, or they would simply live like this. Either way, they knew that the different parts of her were all beautiful, and not just the outside. Inside, they all were parts of a whole that work together, different notes to the same song. They could not deny one side over the other, and the curse only highlights the different parts of her that make her unique. And they knew they would live happily ever after.
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