『Ruby City Application 』
PLAYER
Name: Dera
Personal Journal: x_no_kohen
E-mail: gokudera@tsudera.net
AIM/MSN/etc: AIM: - SanjiKuroashi; MSN - Same as email
CHARACTER
Name: X (no Surname)
Canon: Megaman X
Timeline: Post X5
Personality: Despite being a robot X is able to think, feel and make his own decisions. He was created by Dr. Light to be able to do nearly everything a human is capable of and as a result he very much so has his own distinct personality.
X can’t stand violence and fights only for a peaceful future: one in which humans and Reploids can live together in harmony. He often questions himself, and if the fighting is really getting them anywhere...He has even debated leaving the Maverick Hunters in search of a better way to achieve this seemingly impossible goal. In Megaman X7, he actually did resign from a fighting role in order but was shortly after convinced that his place was best on the battle field. However, despite how much he detests fighting, he will stand up for what he believes in and is by no means a coward.
Most times X seems calm enough but there are times where he can lose his temper and it's just this that causes him to occasionally question his stability. An example of this can be found in X4 when he ends up destroying a Reploid by the name of Double who had decieved him. As a result he became afraid that he was losing his sanity. As he started to return to the Maverick Hunters headquarters he asks Zero to destroy him if he were to ever go Maverick. Zero simply tells him not to ask silly questions, and to return home before just cutting the communication connection.
He can be rather uncertain and naïve at times. He worries a lot and while it’s said that therein lay his greatest potential, it is also one of his greatest weaknesses. His biggest problem is that he sometimes hesitates to take action, worrying constantly about the outcome of his actions. He can also be a little too trusting of others, generally prefering to see the best in them.
First Person: [At first he seemed almost asleep in the seat of the train before jolting up suddenly, as if startled by something.]
"--Zero!"
[...There's a moment in which he pauses to look around at his surrounding and the train comes to a halt before the doors suddenly open. He had fallen silent, a look of confusion replacing his previous expression.]
"...I... where... is this?"
[His look of confusion doesn't really change when he steps out of the train. It's about that time he happened to glance down and notice the strange round object laying near his foot. He picks it up gently, looking it over...]
Third Person:(From an RP with a friend of mine - basically X had been confronted with the possibility of having to kill a human and as a result the thought brings about a rather bad dream as he recovered from an injury. )
He had no time to react, seeing nothing but the flash of emerald as the blade of his closest - his only - friend's sabre plunged into his chest. A hand lifted in a feeble motion, emerald eyes begining to dull as the blade was thrust upward, tearing through him as sparks flew acrossed his body.
"...Z-Zero...?"
The name escaped his lips softly, his last conscious thoughts wondering just why things happened like this...Why were they destined to fight each other? It was all so...unfair. Then everything just seemed to come to a halt as the hand fell once more to his side, motionless as if in defeat...
Emerald eyes opened in what seemed to be an endless void, confusion crossing his features. A hand went to his chest, his eyes following it's descent - it was solid, not a single mark scarred the area - as if it had never even happened. Where was he? He took a step forward, trying to understand some measure of what was going on...It made no sense.
Then in the distance he saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, back towards him. Long blonde hair swished gently as the figure turned. For a split moment, X opened his mouth as if to call for the other. However at the expression on Zero's face, his words died before they were even spoken. Instead he froze where he was as the other stared at him in disgust, before looking down to his hands - blood stained hands.
He fell to his knees, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight. But...He...he hadn't. . He couldn't have. None the less, a voice in the back of his mind told him. that it was honestly what he'd wanted to do. He'd wanted to kill the Doctor. As if it would right all the wrongs the other had commited and he would have done it. Had it been only a moment longer and he knew beyond a doubt that he would have done it...
His eyes shut tightly, trying to fight back the thoughts...Trying to. . justify...justify...what. . .? ...Taking a life? He heard footsteps moving away from him, suddenly looking up as the other was leaving him. He cried out the Zeros name, pleading not to be left alone again, a hand reaching for him... He didn't want to be alone again! Zero did pause for a moment - paused but did not turn around. Resentment, disappointment and disgust was obvious in the other's words as they reached him.
'. . .Who exactly are you?'
He froze entirely at this, unable to do anything but watch as the other continued to walk away, fading entirely from view. Emerald eyes stared off as if in a trance at the empty spot where his friend had once stood for what seemed an eternity. His form shook, his eyes shutting tightly once more as the question repeated itself in his mind...and he couldn't find the entire response to it.
Who was he? He thought he'd known himself, but the 'X' that he thought he knew wouldn't have considered taking a human life. . .and yet...yet... He had...And even worse is how much he'd been tempted...What was he really created to do? What. . .was his purpose for existance? In the end...was this really what he was supposed to do? . . .Or was he corrupted in some way? What was wrong with him?
Back in the repair room, the reploid lay still as the repairs were completed. Emerald eyes opened halfway, gazing absently for a moment at the ceiling above him as if trying to figure out what was going on. A shuffle of movement to his side caught his attention as he looked over to see Douglas. He just shut his eyes once more; it was just a dream...But he couldn't deny the doubts and questions that plagued his mind - they were far more real than any dream... He wished dearly that he could have the answers...But who - alive - could answer them?