Hello, My Name Is: My name is...oh, you mean my old somebody's name. Hurm, well...give me a moment, I never really thought about it until you asked me. My name was...Rico. Yes, that's it. Rico.
Add An "X" And You Get: I go by Corix, now.
Blow Out The Candles: My Other lost his heart on the 28th of December. I guess that under normal circumstances, that would mean that I was born under the sign of Capricorn. Also, my Other was somewhere in his late 20s when his heart was ripped from his vessel.
I Like: I don't see how this is relevant to our situation, but I'll humor you. I suppose that one could say that I am only attracted to women, although I haven't felt any real affection towards anybody since my creation. I guess that's just something you need a heart for.
They're Hot: Well, now, this is getting a bit personal, but I see no harm in answering this question.
I have no romantic interests. As I stated before, I don't really feel any connection with any of the women here, and I don't consider men to be an option in that light. However, between you and me, I have had some odd urges regarding the women here. Sometimes I will look at them and see a certain sadness in their eyes. It seems to stem from the pain of feeling incomplete. Heh...if you look hard enough, you can find that same sorrow in any of our eyes. For whatever reason, though, I find that I am more likely to look for it without meaning to when it comes to our female members, and every time I see it I have this voice creeping about in the back of my head that tells me to buy her a drink and sit with her at the bar to make her feel better.
Maybe this urge is a behavioral pattern that I inherited from my Other. Regardless of where this urge came from, I have never acted on it. Perhaps it is for the best, as the women here can be rather dangerous. Besides, even if I wanted to get them drinks, I don't know how I would go about doing so. I don't think there are any stores near Castle Oblivion, let alone ones that sell drinks. Not only that, but we don't have any bars in the castle to sit at. At least we shouldn't. Having a bar here seems ridiculous and impractical to me.
As for how I feel about the others in general, I don't exactly like or dislike anyone in particular. However, I hold a bit more respect for Senpai than I do anyone else...I'm sorry, who's Senpai, you ask? My apologies, I meant Saix-sama. I suppose you'll be wanting to know what that -sama means, as well. To be honest, I'm not quite sure myself. It's another urge I have to add -sama to the ends of the names of my superiors, thus addressing all of the original thirteen with -sama. So far, nobody has really minded, so I haven't stopped using it.
Anyway, I hold a bit more respect for Saix-sama simply because he is my direct superior. He was the one responsible for my creation and the one who bestowed my current title upon me. For this reason do I obey his word more than any other, even above the superiors'.
I guess that when it comes to the others, have no real preferences. I will not bother those who do not bother me, and those who do not stand in the way of my duties .
They're Not: Hate? I believe that is yet another thing that I would need a heart for. But if I must provide an answer, well...
My duty is my priority, and I find it to be quite the inconvenience when one gets in the way of me fulfilling my duty. Be it a nobody, a heartless, or a warrior of light, if it insists on hindering my path then its safety and well-being is immediately compromised.
That being said, there are those who have hindered me more than others. Roxas-sama has destroyed my research data a few times. Axel-sama, who generally doesn't follow directions, will sometimes destroy a heartless specimen that I had chosen for experimentation. I do not hate these two, but I will make a conscious effort to avoid them and their tomfoolery.
I suppose that I should also mention the warriors of light, too. These keyblade-wielders and the like. Hmm...unless ordered to do so by Senpai or any of the other superiors, I treat them no differently than I would treat my brethren nobodies. However, as they are our enemies, they hinder our progress quite a bit more than Axel-sama and Roxas-sama's shenanigans, and I have been instructed to attack with extreme prejudice when engaged in combat with any light warriors.
Shoot 'Em Up: My weapon is a kusarigama. It is a long chain with a weight on one end and a sickle on the other. The chain itself is approximately four-and-a-half feet long, and the solid steel weight is about the size of my fist. The sickle has a handle that's about a foot and a half long, and the sickle's blade is half as long as the handle. Aside from all that, it has no additional decorations.
...My gun? No, I don't use it. Not because I don't want to, though, but because I can't. I have tried several times to pull the weapon from its holster, but some unseen force prevents me from removing it from its position.
Do You Believe In Magic?: I have a few abilities. The first is the power to discharge electricity from any part of my body. I can even channel electricity through my weapon. The second is the ability to manipulate electric currents. I can draw the electricity from any machine and redirect it as I please, or even absorb it into my body to increase the potency of any discharge I may use later.
My Element: Lightning is my element, if you haven't guessed by now.
Mood Swing: My personality? Well, as you may have already deduced, I don't have much of one. Really, though, why would I? I have no heart. I do not feel sadness, happiness, excitement, or anger like a complete being would. Unlike some of my Nobody brethren, I feel no need to pretend like I still have emotions, as such behavior can get in the way of one's duties. There isn't a single fiber in my being that longs to feel complete, as I have long since come to terms with the idea that I am just a shell of a real person.
...Actually, that last statement may not be completely true, as it slightly implies that I, at one point or another, was having difficult accepting my existence as a Nobody. The truth is, it never bothered me at all.
The only thing that matters to me now is my duty, the duty given to me by Saix-sama. My duty to my Senpai and this organization is all that is left in this shell of a body. I exist now only so that I may do my duty. That is my purpose, and that purpose reminds me that I am still here, that I still do, in fact, exist. Heh...what a great big circle-jerk, eh? Hehe...Oops, my apologies. I honestly don't know where that came from.
Turn Back The Clock: I do not remember much of my Other's life. If I think back, I can draw forth a few vague snippets of memory and feelings...
I see ships with black flags adorned with skulls and crossbones. They sail on seas alongside monsters and the navy alike. After further probing, I see a port town filled with wanton mayhem and debauchery. Tor...Tor...something. I see a man emerging from a docked ship...and a woman who is thousands of miles from home. They flee the pirate town together, and sail back to her home...Oh, but he is a foreigner and she is considered unclean. Life is rough and unforgiving for them.
Soon they bear a child, the child that will become my Other. He is born into a world that refuses him a place in it...I remember...a confused identity, and then...the death of a father. Sad and insecure, the young Other runs from home, abandoning a broken mother. He takes up the blade in time...ronin...Hurm, now it's just words whizzing by, no point in going on. I suppose that much time passed before Saix-sama came around and removed my Other's heart.
Apparently, that is why I appear as I do. Until his final days, my Other struggled with his identity. These clothes, they do not go together. I know not the history of my weapon, or anything about where it is from, but in the back of my mind I know that warriors who carried this arm did not dress as I do. How very odd.
Puppeteer: The Swift One
(Art credit goes to Bigdowser on dA)
