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Character: Legato Bluesummers.
Fandom: Trigun (Anime)
History: Since the Trigun anime really does differ from the manga, and since Legato's past isn't quite fleshed out in the anime, I'll be using my own headcannon to fill in anime Legato's past. Before his powers manifested, Legato was a pretty normal, nice kid, who liked sweets and running around just like any other child. His parents were puzzled about the blue hair and yellow eyes their child sported, but they just chalked it up to weird genetics and kept on going with their lives. After all, their kid seemed pretty ordinary, other than his appearance. There was no need to get all bent out of shape because of it.
His parents were musicians and named their child Legato in the hopes that he would follow in their footsteps and become a great musician and that they would all be able to be tied together, as Gunsmoke can't really be considered the greatest place to keep a family together. However, when Legato was about four or five, his psychic abilities woke up as his father was scolding him for being too noisy while his parents practiced. Legato, scared and upset, accidentally used his powers to force his father to break his jaw in order to stop the scolding. This was the event that broke up Legato's family, as his parents abandoned him soon after, finally convinced that their child was a monster, something they didn't want to be tied to any longer.
Convinced that he was a bad person for hurting his father-even if he had no real understanding or control over his powers yet-and with very little in the way of an education, Legato took to the streets to survive. There he stayed until his late teens, honing his abilities, stealing, and seeing how cruel humans could be. He saw that it wasn't uncommon for parents to abandon their children in the groups of street urchins he saw. He saw just how little people thought of others in the constant violence, thievery, and slavery that occurred. He himself was a testament to how horrible humanity was-he had injured his father, caused his parents to run away in fear, and kept on injuring and stealing from others so that he could live. He, along with everyone else, was horrible. As Legato continued to live, the townsfolk tried to ignore him as best they could, as his powers were nothing to sneeze at, and Legato started to wonder just what was the point of living, especially if you hurt other people? What good was it when everyone eventually died?
Legato's answer came at the end of his life as a street urchin. One day, a store owner caught him by surprise, beat him until he was too weak to use his powers, and tied him up so that he could be sold to some slavers the next day. However, Knives, Vash's brother, came into the city and started killing everyone as the store owner was haggling prices with the slavers in the middle of town. Legato, who was with them, bound, beaten, and tired, couldn't help but be amazed and slightly terrified at this stranger. It didn't matter who it was, he killed everyone, man, woman, and child.
Legato only managed to survive because he became terrified and was able to use his powers to force Knives to not kill him. While he wondered what the point of living was, he still held the basic urge to survive, and Knives, impressed with the odd powers this disgusting human held, undid his bounds and told Legato that he could come with him. This was the first real act of kindness Legato had experienced in years, and Legato accepted the offer, puzzled and amazed at the man's kindness-after all, he had both freed him, taken him in, and killed everyone in town. Legato had never really liked them. After all, they had never been kind to him.
As Legato wandered with Knives, he helped him kill other humans, and Knives helped fill in the blanks in Legato's education when it was necessary and explained to his new right-hand man just what he was, along with everything else in his past. It was at this point that Legato started calling Knives his Master and bought into the anti-human beliefs that Knives sported. After all, humans destroyed everything in their path and caused pain and suffering. There was no reason for them to live. Knives and his foolish, idiotic brother lived outside of human time, as they were at the very least, a hundred years old. It would be better if every single human-including himself-eventually died and left the planet to them. They were far better, than humans, after all. They were capable of kindness.
A few years later, the July incident happened, and while Knives told his pet to stay outside the city, when it was leveled, Legato quickly rushed in and retrieved his Master and Vash's shot-off arm. They fled to a different location, where Knives had stashed away quite a few Plants for to him to live off of. There, Knives retired to heal from the injuries Vash gave him and gave Legato his orders: make Vash pay. His orders and his own anger were what convinced Legato to cause Vash eternal pain and suffering for what he had done to his brother.
In preparation, Legato replaced his left arm with the one Vash had lost so that he could be even closer to his perfect Master and know more about how Plant bodies operate and formed the Gung-ho Guns, a group of people that would eventually cause Vash suffering by engaging him in fights. Either Vash killed them, or they would be killed by Legato. Once all the members were gone, he would try to get Vash to kill him. Not that Legato told the other members this. He only told them that they were trying to destroy Vash the Stampede and gave them various bits of Lost Technology-which is rare technology that can allow people to do almost superhuman things- that Knives had either created or squirreled away to help them. The members of the group are: Monev the Gale, Dominique the Cyclops, E.G. Mine, Zazie the Beast, Leonof the Puppetmaster, Hoppered the Gauntlet, Gray the Ninelives, Caine the Longshot, Rai-Dei the Blade, Midvalley the Hornfreak, and Chapel the Evergreen. Chapel is probably one of the most important, as he has connections to Wolfwood, who worked as a low-level assassin for them and would eventually take on more duties.
Legato, however, will enter DDD before his main plot gets to kick off. Details on what happened later on in the Trigun canon can be found below.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Trigun_media#Episodes
Personality: It's almost an understatement to say Legato hates humanity. He loathes every single member with a burning passion, including himself, enough to brutally torture and kill the Gun-ho Guns when Vash doesn't kill them and enough to possibly cook and feed a shoemakers tongue to an orphan girl, as it's hinted that he might have done this in the anime upon meeting Vash. However, this doesn't mean that he'll just try to kill every single human he encounters every day. After all, they'll all die someday, so there's no need to attack someone outside of his orders unless they really irritate him. The massacre of the Roderick Thieves is a good example of this. Legato might have gone on munching his cake if they hadn't shot at him and told him that the women with them were new slaves. Thanks to his past, Legato really doesn't like slave traders, but he can usually force himself to ignore them unless they bother him like the Roderick Thieves did.
There's another reason he doesn't bother humans unless he has to-he doesn't like them. Why waste time with something you don't enjoy? Plus, they might try to stop him or his Master from fulfilling their plans, and though their efforts will be futile, he can't have that. Legato really does believe that Plants like Knives and Vash are superior, even though Vash's pacifistic beliefs are worthless to him. As a result, none of his plans involve him physically harming Vash-unless one of the Guns get in a few shots, but Vash is a superior being and will win-but they do involve psychologically torturing him in order to get him to realize that his brother is right and that trying to kill him in July was wrong. After all, Knives gave orders for revenge, and Legato wanted to follow them. After all, he does love and respect the Plant, and he works for him of his own free will. If he didn't want to follow Knives, he could just use his powers and walk away. Knives wouldn't be able to stop him.
An important thing to remember about Legato though is that he does believe that human life is nothing but suffering. There are some small things he enjoys, like sweets and Midvalley's music, but they only take the sting off it for a small amount of time. The only thing that can destroy his pain for good is death, which he hopes at the end of his play for Vash. Yes, play. Legato is fond of using theater terms to describe things, along with using interesting-usually detailed-comparisons of humanity, usually comparing them to a rotting pile of garbage that's stifling those who should keep living or like big, dumb, disgusting cattle who might be good for a few things, but will eventually have to be destroyed.
Legato has no problems with talking about his plans either. He usually doesn't say much to people in the first place, but if they actually do try to converse with him, he'll have no problem with talking about his plans or their fates if the conversation turns that way. He won't try to direct it that way, but he won't try to hide himself either. Why bother? People don't usually take him seriously, thinking him crazy, and they usually die shortly after meeting him anyways. When he is talking talking with a random stranger, Legato can act like a polite nobody pretty well, but he almost never smiles unless he sees something wonderful-like Vash's suffering-and he can come off as cold and creepy due to his bizarre appearance and his inexperience with people. It wasn't like his past really allowed him to learn how to socialize with people, and while Knives did fill in some gaps in his education, there's still a lot about the world-and other worlds he might encounter-that he doesn't know yet. Regardless, he'll keep on doing Knives bidding until the day he dies.
Other: As I've said before, Legato is a psychic. While he can't look into people's minds, he can manipulate their bodies against their will and will do in a fight, as he doesn't like getting his own hands dirty. He likes getting other people filthy. Thanks to his left arm, he can manipulate Plants like Vash, Knives and the general ones that help power Gunsmoke, though he doesn't know too much about them, other than what Knives told him, which was the basics. He also has telepathy, and it's hinted in the anime that he can either use his abilities to hide himself in a crowd or is very good at making himself look like an unimportant, innocent, person. I'm going with the latter interpretation, as it makes more sense and doesn't give Legato too much power.
Also, a great way to surprise or throw off Legato is to offer to bake him cake.
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First Person: We should have died a long time ago. All of us should have burned out or died in the impact when we fell from the skies. That would have been the best possible end to us, an end that comical, worthless human being stopped. The fact that you cling to her through your beliefs is pathetic, Vash the Stampede, especially when the truth is right in front of you. We humans know we’re terrible, worthless, disgusting pieces of rotting garbage that should be thrown away. I know it and so does my Master. Though there is one thing I can’t comprehend.
Why do they all continue to struggle, knowing they’re trash, knowing that the end is near? Every human I have encountered knows this place is an unfit stage for them, and that they are terrible actors. There are rotting pieces of wood everywhere you look, and the actors are always causing drama, both onstage and in the back. There are only two audience members too, and you, Vash the Stampede, can’t see this for the comedy it is.
But that is alright for now. A tragedy is what you deserve until you can finally understand how faulty your thinking is.
Third Person:Legato, like any other human, had to eat while he worked, so he dropped by a small town that wasn’t too far from the place Knives was hiding out at in order to get some cake. Quietly, he watched people as he walked. There were a few lovers who were unaware of the fact that their love and lives were going to end very soon, a couple of crooked, disgusting, gangsters who were laughing about the heist they had just pulled a few towns over, and a group of children, playing like they hadn’t a care in the world, like they didn’t know that they were simple filler characters on a stage for a small audience. And this play was a tragedy, so their curtain, like every other human’s, would fall.
Yet, none of them seemed to be thinking about such things-or, if they were, they were hiding it pretty well. Legato sometimes wished he could look into people’s minds to figure out exactly how they saw things from where they were standing on the stage, but it was a useless wish. He would never be able to, after all, and his current abilities were more than he could ever hope for. Especially his left arm. Having a superior beings arm attached to his own was more than he could have asked for, even if it was Vash’s arm, the arm of a confused Plant who hated his Master.
As he thought, Legato entered the bakery and walked up to the cashier, a young woman with short black hair who gave him a cheery smile. She knew nothing of the end either. “What can I get ya, hon?”
“Chocolate cake, please.” While he didn’t smile as he spoke, his polite nature was enough to keep the woman happy as she pulled out a large, black cake with white icing from the showcase.
“Oh, no problem! Would you like anything else? We have some excellent pound cake!”
“No thank you."
“Alright, then that’ll be twenty double-dollars!” Legato quickly paid and left with his cake, happy that he was finally able to leave this place. He wanted to eat near his Master today. Even though he was healing and might not feel like talking to a dumb, bizarre cattle, it would be enough to eat near him. After all, he knew the truth about humanity and how the curtain was going to come down.
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Character: Legato Bluesummers.
Fandom: Trigun (Anime)
History: Since the Trigun anime really does differ from the manga, and since Legato's past isn't quite fleshed out in the anime, I'll be using my own headcannon to fill in anime Legato's past. Before his powers manifested, Legato was a pretty normal, nice kid, who liked sweets and running around just like any other child. His parents were puzzled about the blue hair and yellow eyes their child sported, but they just chalked it up to weird genetics and kept on going with their lives. After all, their kid seemed pretty ordinary, other than his appearance. There was no need to get all bent out of shape because of it.
His parents were musicians and named their child Legato in the hopes that he would follow in their footsteps and become a great musician and that they would all be able to be tied together, as Gunsmoke can't really be considered the greatest place to keep a family together. However, when Legato was about four or five, his psychic abilities woke up as his father was scolding him for being too noisy while his parents practiced. Legato, scared and upset, accidentally used his powers to force his father to break his jaw in order to stop the scolding. This was the event that broke up Legato's family, as his parents abandoned him soon after, finally convinced that their child was a monster, something they didn't want to be tied to any longer.
Convinced that he was a bad person for hurting his father-even if he had no real understanding or control over his powers yet-and with very little in the way of an education, Legato took to the streets to survive. There he stayed until his late teens, honing his abilities, stealing, and seeing how cruel humans could be. He saw that it wasn't uncommon for parents to abandon their children in the groups of street urchins he saw. He saw just how little people thought of others in the constant violence, thievery, and slavery that occurred. He himself was a testament to how horrible humanity was-he had injured his father, caused his parents to run away in fear, and kept on injuring and stealing from others so that he could live. He, along with everyone else, was horrible. As Legato continued to live, the townsfolk tried to ignore him as best they could, as his powers were nothing to sneeze at, and Legato started to wonder just what was the point of living, especially if you hurt other people? What good was it when everyone eventually died?
Legato's answer came at the end of his life as a street urchin. One day, a store owner caught him by surprise, beat him until he was too weak to use his powers, and tied him up so that he could be sold to some slavers the next day. However, Knives, Vash's brother, came into the city and started killing everyone as the store owner was haggling prices with the slavers in the middle of town. Legato, who was with them, bound, beaten, and tired, couldn't help but be amazed and slightly terrified at this stranger. It didn't matter who it was, he killed everyone, man, woman, and child.
Legato only managed to survive because he became terrified and was able to use his powers to force Knives to not kill him. While he wondered what the point of living was, he still held the basic urge to survive, and Knives, impressed with the odd powers this disgusting human held, undid his bounds and told Legato that he could come with him. This was the first real act of kindness Legato had experienced in years, and Legato accepted the offer, puzzled and amazed at the man's kindness-after all, he had both freed him, taken him in, and killed everyone in town. Legato had never really liked them. After all, they had never been kind to him.
As Legato wandered with Knives, he helped him kill other humans, and Knives helped fill in the blanks in Legato's education when it was necessary and explained to his new right-hand man just what he was, along with everything else in his past. It was at this point that Legato started calling Knives his Master and bought into the anti-human beliefs that Knives sported. After all, humans destroyed everything in their path and caused pain and suffering. There was no reason for them to live. Knives and his foolish, idiotic brother lived outside of human time, as they were at the very least, a hundred years old. It would be better if every single human-including himself-eventually died and left the planet to them. They were far better, than humans, after all. They were capable of kindness.
A few years later, the July incident happened, and while Knives told his pet to stay outside the city, when it was leveled, Legato quickly rushed in and retrieved his Master and Vash's shot-off arm. They fled to a different location, where Knives had stashed away quite a few Plants for to him to live off of. There, Knives retired to heal from the injuries Vash gave him and gave Legato his orders: make Vash pay. His orders and his own anger were what convinced Legato to cause Vash eternal pain and suffering for what he had done to his brother.
In preparation, Legato replaced his left arm with the one Vash had lost so that he could be even closer to his perfect Master and know more about how Plant bodies operate and formed the Gung-ho Guns, a group of people that would eventually cause Vash suffering by engaging him in fights. Either Vash killed them, or they would be killed by Legato. Once all the members were gone, he would try to get Vash to kill him. Not that Legato told the other members this. He only told them that they were trying to destroy Vash the Stampede and gave them various bits of Lost Technology-which is rare technology that can allow people to do almost superhuman things- that Knives had either created or squirreled away to help them. The members of the group are: Monev the Gale, Dominique the Cyclops, E.G. Mine, Zazie the Beast, Leonof the Puppetmaster, Hoppered the Gauntlet, Gray the Ninelives, Caine the Longshot, Rai-Dei the Blade, Midvalley the Hornfreak, and Chapel the Evergreen. Chapel is probably one of the most important, as he has connections to Wolfwood, who worked as a low-level assassin for them and would eventually take on more duties.
Legato, however, will enter DDD before his main plot gets to kick off. Details on what happened later on in the Trigun canon can be found below.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Trigun_media#Episodes
Personality: It's almost an understatement to say Legato hates humanity. He loathes every single member with a burning passion, including himself, enough to brutally torture and kill the Gun-ho Guns when Vash doesn't kill them and enough to possibly cook and feed a shoemakers tongue to an orphan girl, as it's hinted that he might have done this in the anime upon meeting Vash. However, this doesn't mean that he'll just try to kill every single human he encounters every day. After all, they'll all die someday, so there's no need to attack someone outside of his orders unless they really irritate him. The massacre of the Roderick Thieves is a good example of this. Legato might have gone on munching his cake if they hadn't shot at him and told him that the women with them were new slaves. Thanks to his past, Legato really doesn't like slave traders, but he can usually force himself to ignore them unless they bother him like the Roderick Thieves did.
There's another reason he doesn't bother humans unless he has to-he doesn't like them. Why waste time with something you don't enjoy? Plus, they might try to stop him or his Master from fulfilling their plans, and though their efforts will be futile, he can't have that. Legato really does believe that Plants like Knives and Vash are superior, even though Vash's pacifistic beliefs are worthless to him. As a result, none of his plans involve him physically harming Vash-unless one of the Guns get in a few shots, but Vash is a superior being and will win-but they do involve psychologically torturing him in order to get him to realize that his brother is right and that trying to kill him in July was wrong. After all, Knives gave orders for revenge, and Legato wanted to follow them. After all, he does love and respect the Plant, and he works for him of his own free will. If he didn't want to follow Knives, he could just use his powers and walk away. Knives wouldn't be able to stop him.
An important thing to remember about Legato though is that he does believe that human life is nothing but suffering. There are some small things he enjoys, like sweets and Midvalley's music, but they only take the sting off it for a small amount of time. The only thing that can destroy his pain for good is death, which he hopes at the end of his play for Vash. Yes, play. Legato is fond of using theater terms to describe things, along with using interesting-usually detailed-comparisons of humanity, usually comparing them to a rotting pile of garbage that's stifling those who should keep living or like big, dumb, disgusting cattle who might be good for a few things, but will eventually have to be destroyed.
Legato has no problems with talking about his plans either. He usually doesn't say much to people in the first place, but if they actually do try to converse with him, he'll have no problem with talking about his plans or their fates if the conversation turns that way. He won't try to direct it that way, but he won't try to hide himself either. Why bother? People don't usually take him seriously, thinking him crazy, and they usually die shortly after meeting him anyways. When he is talking talking with a random stranger, Legato can act like a polite nobody pretty well, but he almost never smiles unless he sees something wonderful-like Vash's suffering-and he can come off as cold and creepy due to his bizarre appearance and his inexperience with people. It wasn't like his past really allowed him to learn how to socialize with people, and while Knives did fill in some gaps in his education, there's still a lot about the world-and other worlds he might encounter-that he doesn't know yet. Regardless, he'll keep on doing Knives bidding until the day he dies.
Other: As I've said before, Legato is a psychic. While he can't look into people's minds, he can manipulate their bodies against their will and will do in a fight, as he doesn't like getting his own hands dirty. He likes getting other people filthy. Thanks to his left arm, he can manipulate Plants like Vash, Knives and the general ones that help power Gunsmoke, though he doesn't know too much about them, other than what Knives told him, which was the basics. He also has telepathy, and it's hinted in the anime that he can either use his abilities to hide himself in a crowd or is very good at making himself look like an unimportant, innocent, person. I'm going with the latter interpretation, as it makes more sense and doesn't give Legato too much power.
Also, a great way to surprise or throw off Legato is to offer to bake him cake.
Additional Links: N/A.
First Person: We should have died a long time ago. All of us should have burned out or died in the impact when we fell from the skies. That would have been the best possible end to us, an end that comical, worthless human being stopped. The fact that you cling to her through your beliefs is pathetic, Vash the Stampede, especially when the truth is right in front of you. We humans know we’re terrible, worthless, disgusting pieces of rotting garbage that should be thrown away. I know it and so does my Master. Though there is one thing I can’t comprehend.
Why do they all continue to struggle, knowing they’re trash, knowing that the end is near? Every human I have encountered knows this place is an unfit stage for them, and that they are terrible actors. There are rotting pieces of wood everywhere you look, and the actors are always causing drama, both onstage and in the back. There are only two audience members too, and you, Vash the Stampede, can’t see this for the comedy it is.
But that is alright for now. A tragedy is what you deserve until you can finally understand how faulty your thinking is.
Third Person:Legato, like any other human, had to eat while he worked, so he dropped by a small town that wasn’t too far from the place Knives was hiding out at in order to get some cake. Quietly, he watched people as he walked. There were a few lovers who were unaware of the fact that their love and lives were going to end very soon, a couple of crooked, disgusting, gangsters who were laughing about the heist they had just pulled a few towns over, and a group of children, playing like they hadn’t a care in the world, like they didn’t know that they were simple filler characters on a stage for a small audience. And this play was a tragedy, so their curtain, like every other human’s, would fall.
Yet, none of them seemed to be thinking about such things-or, if they were, they were hiding it pretty well. Legato sometimes wished he could look into people’s minds to figure out exactly how they saw things from where they were standing on the stage, but it was a useless wish. He would never be able to, after all, and his current abilities were more than he could ever hope for. Especially his left arm. Having a superior beings arm attached to his own was more than he could have asked for, even if it was Vash’s arm, the arm of a confused Plant who hated his Master.
As he thought, Legato entered the bakery and walked up to the cashier, a young woman with short black hair who gave him a cheery smile. She knew nothing of the end either. “What can I get ya, hon?”
“Chocolate cake, please.” While he didn’t smile as he spoke, his polite nature was enough to keep the woman happy as she pulled out a large, black cake with white icing from the showcase.
“Oh, no problem! Would you like anything else? We have some excellent pound cake!”
“No thank you."
“Alright, then that’ll be twenty double-dollars!” Legato quickly paid and left with his cake, happy that he was finally able to leave this place. He wanted to eat near his Master today. Even though he was healing and might not feel like talking to a dumb, bizarre cattle, it would be enough to eat near him. After all, he knew the truth about humanity and how the curtain was going to come down.