My name is Damsel. Damsel Smurf. Damsel Smurfette. I just usually go by Damsel. I'm a female Smurf. I'm 150 years old. I have auburny-red hair with blonde highlights and a white hair bow on top of my head. I have a tutu like dress that's open in the front, if you get what I mean, and on my feet are knee-high boots. My eyes are grey and I tend to wear red rouge and red lipstick.
But enough about the present me, let's talking about the me from the past.
Well, the recipe for a Smurfette page of Gargamel's (after the Smurflings' use) found its way to Pussywillow Hollow and was brought to King Bullrush by the Wartmongers. The page, having enough blue clay stuck to it from the first use and plenty of ingredients, I was created. As a way to re-capture Farmer and the Smurflings.
Back then, I had brown hair, a plain, white strap dress, and a typic Smurf Hat. Being evil, I played helpless and waited for rescue. Surprisingly, it was Clumsy that came and rescued me, being on a Smurfberry Search with Brainy, that came to my rescue and lead me back to the villiage.
I got to meet everyone, yadayada, had lunch with Smurfette and Sassette, and got captured by the Wartmongers, accordingly to plan. However, it was Clumsy, Hefty, Brainy, Papa Smurf and Smurfette that came to my rescue instead of Sassette, Farmer, Nat, Slouchy, and Snappy.
Feeling guilty once the other smurfs were captured, I poured my heart out, along with my desire to become a true smurf. Clumsy, building up the courage to do so, saved us all. Once back at the villiage, Papa Smurf turned me into a real smurf. Afterwhich, I obtained my current appearance and gave Clumsy Smurf a big ol' kiss.
Now-a-days, I'm basically still the damsel in distress in most catastrophic events.
Today's been really slow and boring so far. So I decided to check up on what Grouchy was doing. I have a crush on him, as do I on a couple of other Smurfs.
I strolled up to him. "Hey, Grouchy." I smiled.
"I hate "Hey Grouchy"." He declared as he walked by me.
I stepped back and sighed. "Liking him is hard, yet so rewarding.. Hmm, Maybe Smurfette would like to spend the day with me."
I walked up to her cottage and knocked on the door delicatly. She opened the door and smiled at me. "Hello, Damsel."
"Greetings, Smurfette." I smiled back. "I was wondering if you wanted to come down to the river with me."
She agreed, so I'm walking home to get ready. I opened the door to my cottage, it was blue, walked in and shut the door behind me.
I slipped into a simple bikini and a pair of sandles that Cobbler managed to put together for me. What a sweetheart.
I made my way out of the house and down to the river and nexto Smurfette. We exchanged hello's once more and layed down on the ground, pretty close to the river, yet a little far away from the dam, where the other smurfs were working.
I somehow managed to fall asleep as soon as I hit the grass, and set sail on S.S. Dreamland. I know so because I found myself standing next to Dreamy Smurf. Infact, a few seconds later I was steering the ship.
Now I'm wearing his hat.. And.. Now he has his arms around me! I was feeling a mixture of different emotions until..
Wait a second.. What's happening..? I'm.. I fell overboard!
I suddenly woke up and realized where I was. I was floating down stream. Oh, I'm such a klutz, I must have fallen in!
I held my breathe and went underwater, nearly sinking all the way to the bottom. It got chillier every inch deeper. I rose back to the surface.
"Help, help!"
The smurfs already had my attention, but I was too far down stream for anyone to rescue me.
As I floated down stream, I managed to grab hold of a branch.
The currents were rough, it hurt when they hit me as hard as they did.
The branch crashed into a barrier of bracken and bramble with a sickening thud, and I suddenly lost conciousness.
