My nick names

What is my name?
Well that just depends,
Who are you? And how do I act?
For most it would be Chris,
Or Christopher perhaps,
That’s who I was born,
Who most know me as.
Mr. Christopher?
He was me when I was younger,
Scientist, Spy, Adventurer, World Hero,
A great many things rolled into one,
Though you would not call me by that name,
He was known only to me,
And his time has long passed.
Quiet Guy perhaps?
The only name my shy persona has ever had,
Gained from long silent lunches with friends,
From a time when I was a silent fixture of the group,
But he has been overshadowed by others.
Do you know Gremlin?
Bob?
Lamar Valnmross?
Or even Macintosh?
Names with personalities all their own,
Born from different stories, some strange some funny.
One thing though,
They are all representatives of my darker side.
Which has more faces than names.
Or perhaps you know Xellos and Nierron Drakaus?
Both great leaders of their people,
Good and just, yet sometimes mischievous,
But they are also as different from one another,
As different as the Earth is from Mars.
Or do you know the one who’s name is Unknown?
More powerful in pursuits of justice than the others,
Perhaps you know their close cousin?  (If he can be called that)
Staypuff is his name,
Created while eating two bags of marshmallows in a night,
Lord and King of the candy isle,
Who is jealous of his subjects,
And will not allow Mr. Peanut to win them over.
Do you know Chris Fred?
Created to set me apart from other Chris’s in my class.
Who then gave rise to Fredrick Kennedy,
Former IRA member turned Secret Service agent.
And there are many others formed in drama class.