Zexy!

[Ryu-star!]

Username:
Ryu-chan!

Current Canons:
High Summoner Yuuuuuuuuuuna.

Canon you're auditioning for:
The artist formerly known as Zexion.

Media canon is from:
Chain of Memories.

Is the current canon taken?:
Yes, but the holder went poof.

Audition post:

"And thus, the wolf devoured the grandmother, disguising himself in her clothing to wait for that meddlesome little girl." Steely-grey eyes gazing out over the crowd before him, the slightest twitch pulled at the corner of his mouth. Whether it was one of amusement at the situation, or one of danger, and frustration, none could be sure, but either way, not a soul could have foreseen the Cloaked Schemer being involved in such an event. Sitting before him were a group of children. Children of the pooping, crying, possessive variety, making them just the kind of children he despised. Even with all that said, he had a reason for putting up with these... creatures. He had been informed that a particularly pesky Heartless was disguising itself as a human child; meaning, of course, that one of the Organization members would have to seek it out and dispose of it. And, as the other members were either out completing other tasks, or indisposed, he'd been given this horrid task.

Flicking his hair out of his eyes in frustration, he turned his gaze back towards the Lexicon that sat open in his lap, having been specially modified to display a large variety of children's stories. Of course, being the devious individual he was, he'd done quite a good job of altering these works of fiction to add a bit of excitement to them, although doing so seemed to be the wrong thing. The teacher of said children, who was sitting in the corner on the far side of the room, was shooting annoyed glares at him every now and again, but obviously knew better than to do anything about it. And he had to admit, being given this much respect, even if said respect was only as a result of the teacher fearing him, was nice. When among his fellow Organization members, he was treated as though he was weak, and useless, simply because of his number. That was something he could not take any longer. Such disrespect from those that were supposed to be his allies was even more infuriating, if one can believe it, than having to put up with these children. And that was a hard task to accomplish.

It was as he went to read another story of devious pigs and a surprisingly idiotic wolf that he saw it. Nothing more than a glint in the eyes of one child, along with the slightest shift in scent. This was the one he had been looking for. His Lexicon swinging outwards in a wide arc to knock the "child backwards", he smirked visibly at the looks of shock, fear and outrage gracing the faces of the other beings in the room. Obviously they had not been aware that a creature with a desire to devour their souls was in the room with them, so they obviously had no idea what was really going on. "This... this is madness!" The teacher cried, forgetting her place as she threw herself towards the Cloaked Schemer, who just sighed and knocked her off of her feet with a wave of his hand. "Madness? No. It's just my job."

Fifteen minutes later, a storm of paper swirling around him, and a sad attempt by one child to stop him, Zexion was off, his task completed. But this entire adventure, as horrible and irritating as it was, had given him more than he'd expected. When he returned to the castle, he'd write a book. Not a children's story, but a story of some sort, just to keep himself occupied. But what to do about a title? Pondering this as he walked down the crowded street, weaving around the passersby without looking up, a soft sigh escaped him. Perhaps remaining dead would have been better than this. Rather than returning to life, only to be treated the exact same way he had been previously. But that was foolish. It wasn't as though he actually had feelings. Rather, they were replications, created by his mind in a vain attempt to give him back his humanity. And honestly, having a lack of emotion was better than letting others take advantage of him.

Finally, as he came to a halt at the crest of a hill, he called upon that darkness within him, the name of his story finally coming to him. "Zex and the city. Oh, that's just perfect."

[Akito]

Heh, we have a winner. Your portrayal of Zexion actually gives what was originally a rather one dimensional character some defining personality. He wasn't given any strong defining points like Demyx or Saix, but I like how you played out this dutiful yet casual persona. You seem to realize self reflective auditions are the best; for someone with Zexion's appearance and title, that's important. He is a thinker, not so much a doer. A studious scholar, where Vexen is a scientist.

My apologies to Homac, but you have my approval. 1/2 Approved

[High's .Valentine.]

Haha. Pun.

It was a hard choice, to be honest. Whereas your audition was strong and true to Zexion's character, I felt that Homac covered some points of Zexion that you missed, and executed them well. However, in the end, like Aki said. Your audition was clearly three-dimensional.

2/2 Accepted. Now go do your stuff.