Post by Teh Superior on Aug 11, 2007 3:45:25 GMT -5
Name: Xemnas
Nickname(optional): Superior, The Superior, Mansex (by the suicidal, drunk, or both)
Age: Quite irrelevent now.
Gender: Male
Species: Nobody
Position: Leader of the Org, dangerous when bored...
Weapon: Two light sab- oh, right, copyright. Let's call them bats.
Picture(optional):
Appearance: I am quite certain you know what he looks like, but I will repeat it for your convenience.
Apart from the blue-silver hair, which flows gracefully down to mid-back, or spikes up on the top and sides of his head in a rather convincing imitation of horns, the primary feature of Xemnas is piercing golden eyes set in deeply tanned skin. Tall, slender, and dominating, he has the posture of one who expects to be obeyed instantly. For one who claims to have no emotions, he sure does seem to have an impressively large range of expressions, from sadistic to mournful longing, and, on occasion, a warm smile saved only for the memory of his precious Kingdom Hearts, and perhaps Saïx, if the rumors are true.
Personality: Xemnas can be best described as a man - er- Nobody obsessed. He has a fanatical devotion to Kingdom Hearts- HIS Kingdom Hearts, and despises anyone who will stand in his way. The way he treats his underlings is the way most leaders of insanely overpowered misfits who under pain of death can still not cooperate - largely ignore them, then order them on possibly suicidal missions.
Xemnas's denial of reality, and trust that His Will Be Done, led to the train wreck that was Castle Oblivion and ultimately his own demise. Fortunately enough, that's in the future, now, isn't it?
Recently he seems to have gotten the idea that as an Organization, his minions ought to behave as such.
Xemnas also loves monologues, and will commence quite without provocation. His meetings are dreaded - rarely is there anything new, and it always contains a Xemnas 'Kingdom Hearts', 'That Cursed Keywielder', or 'As Nobodies We Cannot Feel' rant somewhere within, usually multiple times.
He is said to talk to Kingdom Hearts.
History/Background: Xemnas was once one of the beloved apprentices of "Ansem the Wise", who probably ought to have been truly called "Ansem the Incompetent", "Ansem the Clueless", "Ansem the Misinformed," "Ansem the Misguided", or, my personal favorite, "Ansem Who Is Really Saruman In Disguise". His desire to continue experiments on the nature of the heart that Sarum- I mean, Ansem had forbidden led him to eventually rally the other apprentices and banish Ansem the Terminally Stupid, taking the name Ansem (probably very glad to discard his other name; who can blame him?) and continuing the experiments.
Like master, like apprentice: they lost their hearts.
Undaunted, he again rallied the apprentices together, rearranging his name for the new being he had become, 'forsaken, betrayed, and lost, by my own self', and following his example, soon all six had names that contained the letter 'x' in them. Organization VI was soon expanded as Xemnas gave Number Two, once known as Braig, now known as Xigbar, the task of finding others like them. Although powerful Nobodies such as themselves were few and far between, Xemnas managed to obtain seven more...
Role Playing Sample:
Xemnas whirled around, pacing back the way he had come. One wouldn't be surprised if the floor by now had no groove worn in it from his pendulum-like path...
"Remind me again how this came to pass?" he snarled to himself, before consoling himself that he truly could not feel a thing; this was all illusion pressed upon him by wishful memory. Therefore... illusion was easily banished.
Four steps, pivot. Four steps, pivot. His annoyance refused to dissipate - no, instead it radiated; a burning furnace that fed upon itself with each stride. There was not a soul in sight - that's all they were, after all, if that. Golden eyes flashing with a rather deadly fury, he pivoted on his heel, and demanded of the nothingness that stretched, "And no one informed me of this... unfortunate anagram sooner, I expect, out of their own amusement?"
After a while, however, his furious pace began to slow, and he finally stared out along the rail, into a brilliant curved moon. "Kingdom Hearts," he sighed, "sometimes I think I am the only sane one left..."
The had to have been insane to notice that... either that, or extremely bored. He resolved to send them all on more errands. Perhaps on the way they might be accidentally useful and fill the velvet canvas with stars borne of hopes, dreams and ambition, of love, hate, sadness, terror...
...or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
Pet: The Organization, naturally... though something may catch his eye later. I pity it.
Nickname(optional): Superior, The Superior, Mansex (by the suicidal, drunk, or both)
Age: Quite irrelevent now.
Gender: Male
Species: Nobody
Position: Leader of the Org, dangerous when bored...
Weapon: Two light sab- oh, right, copyright. Let's call them bats.
Picture(optional):
Appearance: I am quite certain you know what he looks like, but I will repeat it for your convenience.
Apart from the blue-silver hair, which flows gracefully down to mid-back, or spikes up on the top and sides of his head in a rather convincing imitation of horns, the primary feature of Xemnas is piercing golden eyes set in deeply tanned skin. Tall, slender, and dominating, he has the posture of one who expects to be obeyed instantly. For one who claims to have no emotions, he sure does seem to have an impressively large range of expressions, from sadistic to mournful longing, and, on occasion, a warm smile saved only for the memory of his precious Kingdom Hearts, and perhaps Saïx, if the rumors are true.
Personality: Xemnas can be best described as a man - er- Nobody obsessed. He has a fanatical devotion to Kingdom Hearts- HIS Kingdom Hearts, and despises anyone who will stand in his way. The way he treats his underlings is the way most leaders of insanely overpowered misfits who under pain of death can still not cooperate - largely ignore them, then order them on possibly suicidal missions.
Xemnas's denial of reality, and trust that His Will Be Done, led to the train wreck that was Castle Oblivion and ultimately his own demise. Fortunately enough, that's in the future, now, isn't it?
Recently he seems to have gotten the idea that as an Organization, his minions ought to behave as such.
Xemnas also loves monologues, and will commence quite without provocation. His meetings are dreaded - rarely is there anything new, and it always contains a Xemnas 'Kingdom Hearts', 'That Cursed Keywielder', or 'As Nobodies We Cannot Feel' rant somewhere within, usually multiple times.
He is said to talk to Kingdom Hearts.
History/Background: Xemnas was once one of the beloved apprentices of "Ansem the Wise", who probably ought to have been truly called "Ansem the Incompetent", "Ansem the Clueless", "Ansem the Misinformed," "Ansem the Misguided", or, my personal favorite, "Ansem Who Is Really Saruman In Disguise". His desire to continue experiments on the nature of the heart that Sarum- I mean, Ansem had forbidden led him to eventually rally the other apprentices and banish Ansem the Terminally Stupid, taking the name Ansem (probably very glad to discard his other name; who can blame him?) and continuing the experiments.
Like master, like apprentice: they lost their hearts.
Undaunted, he again rallied the apprentices together, rearranging his name for the new being he had become, 'forsaken, betrayed, and lost, by my own self', and following his example, soon all six had names that contained the letter 'x' in them. Organization VI was soon expanded as Xemnas gave Number Two, once known as Braig, now known as Xigbar, the task of finding others like them. Although powerful Nobodies such as themselves were few and far between, Xemnas managed to obtain seven more...
Role Playing Sample:
Xemnas whirled around, pacing back the way he had come. One wouldn't be surprised if the floor by now had no groove worn in it from his pendulum-like path...
"Remind me again how this came to pass?" he snarled to himself, before consoling himself that he truly could not feel a thing; this was all illusion pressed upon him by wishful memory. Therefore... illusion was easily banished.
Four steps, pivot. Four steps, pivot. His annoyance refused to dissipate - no, instead it radiated; a burning furnace that fed upon itself with each stride. There was not a soul in sight - that's all they were, after all, if that. Golden eyes flashing with a rather deadly fury, he pivoted on his heel, and demanded of the nothingness that stretched, "And no one informed me of this... unfortunate anagram sooner, I expect, out of their own amusement?"
After a while, however, his furious pace began to slow, and he finally stared out along the rail, into a brilliant curved moon. "Kingdom Hearts," he sighed, "sometimes I think I am the only sane one left..."
The had to have been insane to notice that... either that, or extremely bored. He resolved to send them all on more errands. Perhaps on the way they might be accidentally useful and fill the velvet canvas with stars borne of hopes, dreams and ambition, of love, hate, sadness, terror...
...or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
Pet: The Organization, naturally... though something may catch his eye later. I pity it.