noriko.[living doll]

[Viz-chan]

name| noriko

nicknames| 'Living Doll'

age| unknown (appears to be 16); doesn't age.

gender| female.

personality| While creating the female, Ansem's time was cut short. He was needed a vessel and only that, he thought, therefore he created a doll with many defaults and missing attributes. One such was a personality. Her feelings were little to nothing (more so nothing) and monotone was the only thing she could express. With her lack of intelligence and knowledge of the outside world, she knew not of other emotions, or that there were even different ones people could express. She learned soon after her 'birth' that she was wrong.

One of the first emotions discovered by her was 'curiosity' as Ansem described it. She loved to find new things around the castle, and he called her a child for it, giving her another emotion; 'childish'. Because she knew little at the time she was created, her "ignorance" caused many of Ansem's lab assistants to become angry with her and such, showing her 'anger'. Among her time in the lab and living with Ansem, she caught glimpses of other emotions, and sometimes she studied these or asked Ansem about them, but she could never truly understand where they came from.

appearance| The hair was forever red, shoulder length, in remembrance of his daughter. Dull eyes, showing the lifeless personality of the doll reflected the same color. Her skin was left pale, showing her inhumanity. A normal factor, other than the designated hair, was her height of five feet and two and a half inches; it was right for someone her [appointed] age. As for clothing, she doesn't much care. As long as it seems appealing to her, Noriko will wear what she can find and what is given to her.

weapons| Fists: No actual weapons are known to the female, so she opted with learning how to fight with her body to survive.

abilities| With so much to learn in her limited lifetime, she was thrust into a world of watching and learning. She studies those around her, taking in their actions and personalities with only a few glances over a minimum amount of time, seconds at the most. A frail form gives quick movement but barely any balance. Speed is easily accessed in times of need, but stopping is often accompanied with her falling to the ground in one way or another.

history| An experiment. A falsely created human. A failure. Ansem the Wise dedicated his whole life to studying the heart. When he was finally able to understand enough and construct a false heart, he found himself at a dilemma. How was he to test his latest creation? Quickly he came up with his answer; a doll.

It was laborious work, creating a human being, even if they were not a real person. Because he wanted to know the results quickly, the creating process was rushed for a simple doll, one that would easily harbor the false organ. The time was cut immensely short and therefore made a fractured being. He overlooked this, finding it better for his research, and studied her. Ansem grew to realize soon after the doll's 'birth' that her lack of defaults, her lack of knowledge, emotions, and abilities, factored against his experiment, but it also helped it along.

For years he kept her locked away in his home, knowing she would not make it in the real world, protecting her from reality. At the same time, he studied as much as he could, watching how the heart interacted with her body. Ansem taught her as much as he could about life, about the worlds and how they interact with one another, and about hearts, light, twilight, and darkness. During her studies, she read about names humans are given at birth. She questioned Ansem about this and what her name was, but he did not give her a direct answer. Instead, he pushed aside the topic every time it came up. After giving the topic much thought, he gave her a name to identify herself.

'Noriko,' he told her. '"Child of principles."'

She did not understand the meaning of the name, why he chose it for her, but she did not care much; she was simply happy with having a name of her own! For weeks following, with no thoughts of the impending danger that rose around her, she ran around in joy with the newfound name. It was quite an odd sight, a teenager looking like a female running around like a two year old child who could pronounce a really hard word. It was soon, though, that she would find the darkness expanding around her. While Ansem was working with something else, Noriko wandered downstairs, to the basement levels, in search of something new to appeal to her tastes. What she found instead were crawling creatures sending shivers down her spine, glowing eyes watching her every move from all around her, and twitching antennas that picked up faint sounds, even her wisps of breath every few seconds.

She couldn't scream, silent from the spreading fear, and was left to push herself up the stairs, back to the safer levels. She soon found out, though, that something made the creatures rise from their slumber and 'attack' the world. Noriko, in the process, was lost to another world, separated from all that she knew and from her 'father'. After finding out she was in a world known as Disney Castle, she was hesitant to requesting to momentarily reside in the world, knowing from Ansem that royals lived in the luscious castle, but she was able to bring forth her courage and ask the question. Mickey, knowing whom she was from past conversations and visits with Ansem the Wise, allowed her to stay for as long as she needed.

That was all Noriko needed to know. She quickly became infatuated with the books resting around the castle, helping her to slowly learn more about what she did not know. It did not help much because she knew so little, but she knew it was better to have read through everything than to have pushed it all aside. It would come in handy later, that she was sure of. She lived peacefully in the castle, ignoring the dark shadows that were never allowed to penetrate the wonderful world. When they did break through once, she hid with the queen, her newfound 'family' in a sense, and assisted the Keyblade Master and his group in any way she could while he was there. Things settled down once again and she was left to the life she had grown accustomed to, staying inside the castle and living life in a learning manner. She absolutely loved it.

roleplay sample|

A lone finger traced over deep indents spreading over stained pages, the age of the text expressed through the worn shape of the book. The words easily stood out against the pale parchment but she ignored the memorized phrases. She had nothing to pass the time with, no source of entertainment, with every book around her read over years of living in the wide castle. Left alone while others worked, the doll could only aimlessly travel long corridors, to and fro, between both open and locked doors, searching for anything new to capture her interests and teach her something new. When nothing was found in hours of journeys, she returned to the library / study and attempted to reread a past read book. Instant failure.

Rather than being able to read again, her mind wandered over to different topics. What would it be like to visit new worlds? How many people would she be able to meet in new places, and what could she see there? How much more could she learn through visits and what would like be like there? There were so many questions she had about the other worlds surrounding her current home as well as her old. Her old home ... Maybe she could visit it again, see how much she remembered or how much had changed while she was absent.

[Sephiroth]

Very good profile! *nods*
Approved.