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Name:KOS-MOS
Source: Xenosaga(Episode III, after the first battle with T-elos in Ren le Chattoue)
Canon Background: KOS-MOS is an android weapon system built by Vector Industries to destroy the Gnosis, an extraterrestrial life form presently threatening humanity in the world T.C. 4767. She takes orders from Vector’s CEO as well as Shion, her assistant creator, and Allen, her New Chief Engineer. Her original creator, Kevin, implanted several black boxes into her system that come out when those close to her are in danger. Very logical and blunt in most circumstances, KOS-MOS does have a program to help her interact appropriately with humans; however, she also possesses a human soul by the name of Mary Magdalene. Over time, KOS-MOS and Mary have shared in the same interests of keeping those close safe, and Mary’s soul is beginning to give rise to the formation of a “will” inside of KOS-MOS herself.
Nightmare-verse Background: Daughter to Shion and Kevin, KOS-MOS was always a withdrawn and quiet child, especially after her parents died when she was 4 during a lab experiment. From there she moved in with a distant relative that worked her from her young age until she entered high school, treating her more as a servant than as a loved one. However, the relative, known only as Wilhelm, took great care to feed her mind and mold it into a very intelligent yet very obedient one. Wilhelm also had her learn fencing. When he became bored with her, he sent her away to Nightmare High and asked her to no longer return to him, as he had taught her everything she needed to know. She is now a second year at Nightmare High. Ever since she was small she could hear another "voice" within her that she has since recognized as not belonging to her, however, she prefers to ignore the voice and all personal matters. Borderline emotionless, KOS-MOS is very analytical and many see her as cold. She does not stop to ponder anything pertaining to her own feelings or the feelings of others and there fore comes off as harsh and unaware of her own faults. She is self-less and protective in nature, but only few, with much effort are able to meet her "kind" side. She is confident in her own abilities and dominant on her own but in the face of her superiors is very submissive. She spends much of her time alone and spent the first year of her high school life friendless. Life to her is simply routine.
Dream Form:KOS-MOS is represented by three different forms of herself in the nightmare, each with their own necklace, but with one bead each.
One is Mary, also known as Mary Magdalene. Physically she looks like KOS-MOS only she has brown hair and blue eyes. She is very kind to everyone and has very protective and motherly instincts.
Another is KOS-MOS herself, only the gentle and human side of her that hates being alone and desperately wants to love and be loved by others. This version of herself is the weakest and is always running away.
The last incarnation of her in the dream would be her "android" self, in which she is void of human feelings and thinks only in terms of what is logical or what would provide the best outcome. This one would be the most powerful one since the KOS-MOS outside the dream relies on this one the most in order to avoid her true feelings. She is always seeking to battle with others, even the other two "versions" of herself.
Class: Sophomore
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Third Person: KOS-MOS was on her knees, the cold tile of the classroom floor bringing a light chill to her whole body. She wrung out the wet rag absently, letting the dirty water fall back into the bucket, only to wet the rag again with the same water and continue on to another small section of the classroom floor.
Somehow this seemingly pointless ritual cleared all other thoughts away, until she was able to think simply of nothing. It was true that mops were available for use in the janitor’s closet, but she preferred this method. In a way, it proved that she was homesick, though she would never for a second admit it to herself.
Her red eyes reflected back at her from the shining linoleum tile and she wiped them away. There was something about her eyes that she never liked, even if they were and always had been hers; there was something she never quite accepted about them.
A picture she had seen inside Wilhelm's large mansion flashed through her mind. It was of her parent's. Her parent's . . . looked nothing like her. She used to stare at that photograph at times, never moving it from the spot in the study to take it to her bedside, and always skipping over it when dusting. She couldn't remember them in her own mind, but she could remember the photograph. She could remember the feeling of having no attachment to them at all.
KOS-MOS wiped away at her reflection again absently, as if to clean away her own thoughts.

First Person: The other one inside me spoke today. I heard her crying. When I asked her to be silent, she replied saying, "I am crying for you."
I do not appreciate her. She makes little sense. I attained no injuries during club today.

Notes: I just wanted to add some appearance notes. She is 5' 4", and is a size 2, though she is mostly muscle. She also has long blue hair that rests at her thighs and piercing red eyes.
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