Name: Zexion
Nickname(optional): Zexy, Emo Kid, and of course a few short jokes thrown here and there.
Organization XIII Nickname(optional): Number VI, The Cloaked Schemer
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Nobody
Position: Evil
Organization XIII or Dark XII Position: Number VI
Power(s): Zexion has the ability to copy other people's weapons. and the Ability to confine party members in the 'World Within The World'. (Not a direct translation, I did the best I could.)
Weapon Copy: Zexion will copy a party member's weapon and attack with it.
Double Attack: Zexion produces two books, and uses both of them during battle.
World Of Black Magic (or
Roulette): Taken to a whole different world, where a flurry of book pages are flying around. Zexion himself cannot be damaged at all in the World of Black Magic. The Command menu itself changes if you defeat the book that is hiding Zexion. The commands are as follows: "Read", "Cheat" and "Lie". Also, If there is a person confined in a book, they can not escape until Zexion's book is found.
Weapon:The Lexicon
Definition of
Lexicon: A word-book or dictionary. A vocabulary of terms used in connection with a particular subject.
Zexion's Lexicon contents are unknown, but the best guess is that this book is filled with crucial information about The Organization.
Picture(optional): i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm45/trinityrequiem/zexion.pngLunar Fang: i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm45/trinityrequiem/LF.pngLunar Fang (Expl.): I had dubbed this as Zexion's controlled nobody for a while now, I had just decided that he needed something a little more than just creepers and book pages.
A Lunar Fang is a dog-like nobody, almost a mixture between a Dusk and a Dragoon. It's legs are oddly shaped and very dis-proportional. They jiggle around when they stand, swerving and waning, almost in a trance. They can detach their tails, and use them almost like boomerangs to attack their enemies. Another one of their many talents is disappearing and reappearing in different locations.
Appearance: Zexion is quite short for his age,around 5'4. He has a small, thin frame, and not a very strong build. His dark, slate blue hair hides dark lavender eyes under a right-falling tuff. Being in the Organization, Zexion wears the traditional black cloak, silver-trimmed black boots, and black gloves. This is matched with black pants, and a black shirt underneath.
[ They certainly like black, now don't they?]
Personality: Dark, mysterious, and overly-mature at times. Zexion tries to hide his frustration and sadness with a wall of fake emotions, he doesn't like to show his true 'emotions' and doesn't let anyone in.
Truly,can nobodies even have personalities? They appear to show compassion and hate, anger and sorrow, but is this just an attempt at feeling whole? Zexion shows minimal emotion, and it's never positive. Usually, these 'feelings' are just hate, followed by an aggressive glare.
Although he can be a know-it-all at times, with a Lexicon for a weapon, sometimes he
does know it all. Of course, he would never admit that.
Original World: The World That Never Was
Current Residing World: The World That Never Was
History/Background: Pretty simple. Zexion is Number 6 in the Organization.
He was sent to Castle Oblivion to help with trying to bring Sora and Riku to the darkness. He resided in the Basement of Castle Oblivion, along with Vexen and Lexaeus. The higher level was occupied by Larxene, Marluxia, and Axel.
Zexion was one of the last to be killed off in the manga, but one of the first in Chain of Memories [PS2 game and GBA version].
In the manga,he is seen to be killed off by Riku and his keyblade, but in the PS2 version,he is killed off by the Riku Replica, with the help of Axel.
Role Playing Sample:Something about that man intrigued Zexion. Could it be his bubbling personality? His joyful ways? His talent for making anyone else in the room happy just by laughing?
Maybe it was the fact that he seemed to love everyone.
Zexion sat in a black armchair, flipping through pages of his old research book. It had been a quiet day, much to his liking. He wouldn't have it any other way. Zexion liked being alone with his books. He didn't like socializing. He'd always been that way, since becoming a nobody.
In his past life, he used to be somewhat happy. But when he became a nobody, he shut out the world. He didn't want to believe it, didn't want to believe his heart had been swallowed up by darkness. He didn't want to believe the thing that he wanted most, his ability to feel, had been taken away.
So he masked his anger and sadness with hatred for everything and everyone.
And he intended it to stay that way.
