Very well.

As a mask, I have existed since time immemorial. So long as I have a role to play, I shall never shatter; only change. I am capable of stepping into any role seamlessly with anyone, even those who don't possess an iota of the talent I have.

You may think of me as conceited. I have every right to be. No expense shall be spared, or shall ever be spared, to be granted the role I deserve. Humility has no place in my ambitions.

...Don't look so daft. If you still don't understand, then read the playbill.

Age: ??? (Adult)

Height: Makes a point to be the tallest.

Gender: Genderfluid (any pronouns theoretically but for accessibility's sake I mostly use she/him/they in no particular order)

Orientation: Bisexual

Race: Mask

Ability: Masks are spirits that can attain form via commensalism, which gives them a body immediately, or manifestation, which takes 100 years. They are able to shapeshift under the constraints of their mask (for example, humanoid Masks can only look like humanoids, and animalic Masks can only look like similar animals). Should they own a slapstick, they can turn it into any prop they desire, with the caveat that any sound it would have made originally will be replaced by clapping.

Personality: Unapproachable. Fuchi is a miserable person, the only thing he can seemingly think highly of being himself. Seems to be constantly annoyed, especially with Lindo, and appears to outright hate Maestro. A bit of a misanthrope, but her attempts at pushing people away are half-hearted at best. Perhaps things aren't as cut-and-dry as one might think...

Desire: The role of Innamorati

It came as a tragedy to all when it was revealed that the other half of the Innamorati had been shattered. Well, Fuchi didn't particularly care, that guy was pretty annoying (though who wasn't, really) and sucked at acting. In fact, he can't help but feel glad about it, seeing as Maestro is looking to fill the empty space as soon as possible, of which he fully intends to pursue. Through her roles in courting (to varying degrees of failure) N/A, the remaining Innamorato, she had actually come to grow rather fond of them; it surprised her when she realized she genuinely loved them.

And so her ambition is thus: to become the new Innamorato and express their intent of devotion to N/A. This time, she would write her own script and succeed, Maestro be damned.

I've never seen him want something so badly.