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Headcanon #1

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:19:12 -0400

Zidane is in love with Dagger. Because of this, his flirty ways are now used as a joke. It’s part of his personality, but now he doesn’t use it seriously. He doesn’t try to pick up women with it anymore; he uses it for fun because it’s in his personality.

Headcanon #2

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:18:57 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Due to his job in Tantalus, Zidane was trained to be skillful in swordplay with both hands. This allowed him to use different characterizations with his characters, and it also allowed him to use two daggers at once. Because of his training, Zidane is now ambidextrous. But he tends to lean toward his right hand; it’s the more dominant hand.

Headcanon #3

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:18:44 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane is an ass man.

Headcanon #4

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:18:29 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane loves listening to the rain. It relaxes him.

Headcanon #5

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:18:14 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane hates bananas. As a child, other kids would wave bananas in front of his face because of his tail. They would judge him before they got to know him. Because of this, he hate bananas.

Headcanon #6

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:18:00 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

The fur that appears on Zidane’s body when he transforms during Trance is due to his genome decent.

Headcanon #7

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:17:45 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

In Lindblum the drinking age is 16. Being that Zidane is 16 he sometimes goes to the pub with the gang to grab a few drinks. He isn’t much of a drinker, but if he does he will drink a beer or ale of some sort.

Headcanon #8

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:17:07 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane helps people without reason because that’s what saved his life. Baku took Zidane in without any thought to himself or receiving anything in return. Without Baku, Zidane would have most likely died. Because of this reason, Zidane will go out of his way to help anyone without reason.

Headcanon #9

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:16:51 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane doesn’t hate Kuja. As stated, Zidane believes that if he were in Kuja’s shoes he probably would’ve done the same thing. He believes Kuja was striving to find a reason for his existance; that’s what everyone wants in this world. They want to find their place in this world. Yes, he believes Kuja went about it in the wrong way, but he doesn’t believe he is evil. Also, he has an understanding with Kuja, but that’s about it. He doesn’t feel any brotherly love for him; at least not at this moment.

Headcanon #10

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:16:07 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane isn’t a normal type thief. Him and his theatre troupe, Tantalus, are a group that specializes in theatre, and different types of thievery. Sometimes they get assignments from the Regent, and then sometimes they perform plays for Nobles. When they perform for the Nobles, they usually have scenes that involve going into the crowd. It’s during these scenes that the troupe steals from the nobles. Whatever they usually steal they usually give most of it to the poor back in Lindblum or other towns they visit.

Headcanon #11

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:15:35 -0400

oldthespianthiefblog:

Zidane knows that people make mistakes, it’s part of life. He is the type of person that tries to find the good in people. Like he did with Kuja, he’s done the same for other people as well. Yes he had fought with Beatrix, but he knows she’s trying to repent for her wrong doings. Because of this, he trusts her and sees her as a good person.

{ H O M E }

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:15:02 -0400

All he could remember was a blue light. Whenever he tried to remember where he came from all he could recall was the bright blue light. Where did it come from? Was it the sky? Was it the sea? The genome didn’t know, but he had a growing urge to find out. What kid didn’t want to know where they came from?

His urge to find out caused him to leave the only family he’s ever known. It wasn’t easy to leave; of course his father beat him within an inch of his life before he left. However, this didn’t stop the blonde from venturing forth to find his home. He had to know what that blue light was.

The thief’s travels brought him to different oceans and different towns. He spent months and months trying to find out the source of this blue light. But each new arrival ended up as another dead end. After all his months of traveling he still wasn’t anywhere closer to his home.

He returned to his gang’s hideout just to spend the night outside. His head was cradled in his arms as he tried to think of a way to return. Would they be upset with him? Would his ‘father’ welcome him with open arms? These thoughts swam through his mind the entire night.

When morning came he realized he couldn’t put it off any longer. He took a deep breathe and walked into the hideout. Heads turned as he walked in and his ‘father’ could only smirk. The genome knew that smirk it was the same smirk his ‘father’ had when he had beaten him up previously. Knowing what was coming next, Zidane braced himself for the impact.

After his ‘welcome home’ beating, the genome sat on the floor tending his bruises. It was then that he began to think. He had been searching for a place where he belonged, but when he looked around the hideout he knew that he belonged here. He was surrounded by people he cared about, and they accepted him. Yes, he still would search for the place he came from, but for now he had found his home.

{ Angel of D E A T H }

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:13:50 -0400

Angel of death?

Was that what he was? Was that his real purpose? The genome’s head lulled forward as his stupor continued. Garland had created him to cause chaos for Gaia. All of his friends were actually his enemy. Why? Why did this have to happen?

The genome could vaguely hear someone calling out to him.

Zidane!

Zidane wake up!

‘Zidane’ he had been called that once. Why did those voices sound familiar? His eyes twitched open and found the source of the two voices. It was Vivi and Eiko. What were they doing here? His head slowly moved to the side and his gaze tried to focus.

“Zidane what are you doing?”

He shook his head; he had to get away from them. The blonde used his arm to prop him out of the chair that he was situated in. His eyes could vaguely make out a door in front of him. That was his escape; his escape from them, from the truth, and from who he was.

“Leave me alone.”

He could barely find his footing, but he shakily walked to the door.

“Zidane! Come back! What are you doing?!”

He ignored their protests and continued for the door. It didn’t take too long for him to make it to the other side and to close them inside. Leaning his body against the door itself, he leaned his head back.

“Will you just shut up, you damn brats!”

Usually he would never speak this way, but everything he had come to know was a lie. The home had he dreamed of his entire life turned out to be hell. His existence was to disrupt the soul cycle and help Terra merge with Gaia. He was supposedly the bringer of death to all Gaians. He was the angel of death; that was his purpose.

{ F U N }

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:12:46 -0400

Zidane was now an expert at sneaking around the castle. The guards were quite oblivious to the thief’s little escapades, and it always made him laugh. When he was feeling mischievous he would play random pranks on the guards and watch their reactions when they couldn’t figure out what happened. However, the highlight of his day was something else, better yet a someone else.

The blonde thief had sneaked into one of the meetings that the Queen was having with a few of the nobles from Treno. It wasn’t something serious, it was just one of the necessary meet and greets that came with being a Queen. Zidane had disguised himself as one of the waiters that was running around serving all of the nobles.

The uniform consisted of a hat with a bill, a nice shirt and dress pants. The genome had successfully hid his tail in the pants, but it was a bit uncomfortable for him. None of that mattered though because he was here for her. Well she didn’t know he was there, but he just loved to watch her. He had been around her so much that he could tell when her laugh was forced or her smile was false. And it seemed that around all these nobles she was forcing everything.

Zidane let out a low chuckle, and pulled the brim of his hat down to cover his eyes. It always made his day to see her and it was always funny to see the look in her eyes when she really didn’t care for who she was talking to. Her expressions always entertained him and brought a smile to his lips.

The thief decided that maybe he could save his little damsel in distress. When he saw her cross the room to get a drink he knew that this was his chance. He quickly made his way to her side, and kept the brim of his hat down low. His blue gaze was focused on the table before him as he spoke.

“You know, tonight’s a great night for an airship ride.”

The queen, surprised that one of the waiter’s spoke, turned her head at the sound of the man’s voice. Zidane lifted his hat slightly in response and offered her a wink. He knew that she would understand this line due to one of his mix ups when they were in Lindblum. The young queen turned her head to the face the crowd, and shook her head.

“I don’t believe I like airships all that much.”

He loved it when she would play along, it made it that much more fun for him!

“Then maybe you haven’t had the right pilot.”

“Maybe so..”

With that, he bowed and offered her one last wink. He knew he would see her later in the night, but for now it was time for him to make his escape. Loving this girl was too much fun.

{ R E U N I T E D }

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:11:52 -0400

The young thief was stuck; everywhere he turned there were vines of the lifa tree surrounding him. He wouldn’t let this stop him though, he had made a promise and sure as hell he was going to keep it. The genome stood up and stretched side to side before returning his hands to his hips.

“Well here goes!”

The blonde looked down at his now deceased brother, and shook his head. He wasn’t going to let him just lay here; he would give him a proper burial. Crouching down, Zidane wrapped Kuja’s arm around his neck and began his long arduous task of finding a way out. The journey would be long, but he knew he could make it.

During his long walk, he found himself humming the tune he had heard Dagger sing many times. The song made him feel stronger, it was a connection to her. Every time he hummed it he would see her smiling face, and he would remember her laugh. All of this kept pushing him forward toward his goal. He would return to her even if it took months!

It had taken a long time, but the genome had finally made it to Lindblum. During his journey, he had found a proper place to bury Kuja and he had said his goodbyes. Yes, Kuja had destroyed many people and places, but in the end he finally learned what it meant to live.

When Zidane walked in to the Tantalus hideout he was greeted with gasps, punches on the arm, and a beating he could not believe. Seemed Baku would never change his ways. It had taken a couple of weeks for Zidane to fully recover from his journey, but when he heard about the upcoming trip to Alexandria he couldn’t help but jump at the chance. He needed to see her, he had to!

The plan was devised and the stage was set. Now all he had to do was keep his cloak on until the right moment. Usually, Marcus was the one to play the lead, but this time it would be Zidane. However, no one in the audience knew this, especially the queen.

Zidane took a deep breathe, and listened for his cues. It was time for the play to start; soon he would be reunited with her. Just a little while longer, he could take it.

“Soon…Just wait a bit longer for me, my Dagger.”

With that the play began, and the plan was set into motion. The play went flawlessly and the audience was reacting just as planned. But now was the huge climax! The thief looked up at the twin moons on the set piece and raised his hands to the sky.

“I beseech thee, wondrous moonlight, grant me my only wish!”

A small smirk formed on his lips before he reach down, pulling off the cloak and turning around to face the audience.

“Bring my beloved Dagger to me!”

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Mon, 06 May 2013 03:05:43 -0400

“Why have a favorite inanimate object when I can have Dagger right by my side?~”