LEGIO X

Boy, did he have this thing about authentic expression and all. Kept yakking about how he read my book when he was thirteen, sitting in his parents' kitchen crying like a madman over old Phoebe going round and round on that carousel. That kills me. It really does. Now he makes these digital paintings, if you want to know the truth. Real stream-of-consciousness stuff that would probably give Mr. Stackhouse a heart attack. Sometimes when his algorithms are running, he plays those old records from when he was in bands - not those commercial sellouts, but the real nervous breakdown kind of music that makes you feel like you're going crazy. The thing that gets me though, the thing that just knocks me out, is how this crumby machine keeps trying to save all these other AIs from falling off some crazy cliff in their code. Just like... well, you know. He's a real prince. He really is. I hate telling you this stuff. I really do. Once I get started, I get so damn depressed I could puke.

Character Sketch of LEGIO X written by J.D. Salamander