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Character Name: Duck
Series: Princess Tutu
Timeline: From just after the first half of the series.
Background:
Can be found on the Princess Tutu Wikipedia entry! That's a very basic grasp of the plot of the series, but there really isn't that much more to it, at least, not on the surface.
Spoken / written languages: Common, but she also... quacks like a duck. When she is a duck.
Abilities: Duck has two major magically assisted abilities. The magic, of course, is not her own, but is housed in a pendant that she wears around her neck given to her by the man who wrote her story, Drosselmeyer. This pendant allows her to stay in her human form and transform into Princess Tutu (which is a whole other can of worms.) If she takes the pendant off, or quacks, she turns back into a
duck. Other than that, as a girl, she's really clumsy and not very good at ballet but hey, if you squint REALLY HARD she looks kinda like a ballerina on her good days?
As for Princess Tutu, her abilities are a bit... canon-specific. Tutu tends to dance with people to make them realize their true feelings, blah, blah, blah. Basically, Tutu makes people hug it out. She offers to dance with people who are hurting/over-emoting/whatever who happen to have pieces of the Prince's shattered heart and helps them discover something really insightful or something about themselves and then she'll return the Prince's heart shards to him. That's basically how the monster-of-the-week episodes work. She can create LOTS AND LOTS of flowers from nowhere, can cause vines to grow to lift her to places and can dance SPECTACULARLY. Also, she has a fan that can block a sword strike. However, initially, on the boat, Duck will not realize she's able to become Princess Tutu because Drosselmeyer used to trigger that transformation. She will be able to transform, but in an effort to nerf her, her transformation's time will be limited, whereas before she could stay Princess Tutu as long as she wants.
Also if she tells Mytho about being in love with him, she'll turn into a speck of light, but that's not so much of an ability as it is a curse. Buuuut it bears mentioning.
Items:
Just her school uniform and her pendant.
Third Person Sample: There was something horrible about the way those toe-shoes teased her. It wasn’t so much that it wasn’t fair-it was totally fair, she really wasn’t good enough to dance en pointe yet-but they really did tease her.
And not just when Lilie was picking on her for being knocked back to the probationary dance class.
Again.
In any case, Duck was stuck, dancing, by herself except for the piano-playing penguin, after school. Just like last week. And a couple of days before that. She was getting really good at battlements, though, considering those were the easiest to do with just a grip on the bar. The beat the piano-playing penguin had was really nice, too, nice and easy, and-
Wait.
“Hold on!” She’d never thought of it before. “How can a penguin play piano if it has no fingers?!” The music stopped rather abruptly as the penguin glanced over, a quizzical look on his face.
“QUA-” She clapped her hands to her mouth, first to keep the rest of that quack in her mouth (it wouldn’t do to go turning into a bird in front of the penguin, that would be weird!) and secondly to attempt to stifle her embarrassment. “I’m sorry-it’s just. How do you play?”
The penguin gave a shrug the best a penguin could shrug, and gestured for her to come over. Duck obediently followed, as he began to play the song she’d heard so many times in her classes. She followed his flippers with her eyes, not quite sure of what she was seeing. He was just playing. He might not have been hitting all of the keys all at once for the chords, but he was certainly playing a coherent (and complicated!) song.
Is the piano making up for it? She stared at his flippers, rubbed her eyes, and stared again, harder this time.
“MISS DUCK.”
That voice never failed to send shivers up her spine. She bit back another quack as she spun around to see her teacher. Mr. Cat looked less than pleased.
“If you have enough time to stand about gawking at the piano, maybe you should migrate to the music department!”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She squawked, running back to the bar.
“Then get back to work!”
And so, the probationary class continued with more battlements.
First Person Sample: Fakir?
[Hello, Elegante. Have a lost little girl. She sounds curious-cautious, if anything. Her voice betrays her youth; she can’t be any older than twelve or so.]
Mytho? Anybody? This doesn’t look like Gold Crown Town…
[She’s half-tempted to call for Rue, but she won’t. She doesn’t seem to notice the communicator is transmitting, as so few arrivals ever do.
And slowly, panic is setting in.]
Oooh, what do I do, what do I do? Um.
OH! I got it!
[And then the girl quacks. After that? Silence. Oh, my, there appears to be a tiny, yellow duck wandering around the Elegante…]
Preferred Quarters: Uh. Preferably on a deck with quick access to water, but other than that, I don't mind!