Let's pretend I managed to draw this in time for Odaiba day.
Mei-Mei, Boss-lady, Meicrackmon. A regular (?) digimon, with a regular (???) life of roaming from place to place to ply her trade as a smith, with a pair of wards as her apprentices. A bit of a jack of all trades, as making tools and armor from scratch requires handling more than a few different materials. Though learning the secrets behind forging the strongest, strangest alloys the digital world has to offer sits pretty on top of her bucket list, there is no such a thing as something not worth fixing to her. A fence or a blade deserve both equally her best effort - with how much stuff Digimon accidentally (and voluntarily) reduce to rubble with their immense strenght, there's never a shortage of things to mend.
Behind the initial sorrow of seeing something you made reduced to nothing, there's always the will to pick your tools back up, and start again. She usually doesn't look for it, but trouble finds her, and it finds her often. Mei really does try to stay out of harm's way, and be reasonable in her actions... and she usually is level-headed enough, but she has a temper to her. And frankly bad luck. Originally from the hearthlands of Beast digimon, from which she inherited her more outgoing, rancous side. Likes to talk about her home! Not so much about herself.
