| Iori Uchiha; Not exactly the most cheery person you'd meet on the street.... | |
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| Achrones150 | May 17 2011, 02:27 AM Post #1 |
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![]() Great damn Kami, do I have to do this? Ugh....fine, whatever. I suppose I'm going to have to start off with my name, right? My name's Iori Uchiha.... and due to the recent events that's been happening around here, I can pretty much say that I'm starting to hate the hell out of my last name. Sure, maybe if you caught me a few years back, I would've told you otherwise. But now it's forced me right into the crossfire of my clansmen's hated enemy - the Senju. Sure.... I may have gotten involved in hurly burly's during my mercenary runs with some Senju members because of the constant competition. But never in my life have I been forced in the middle of outright war. They're forcing every Uchiha with experience to be cannon fodder in their holier-than-thou campaign to become the greatest. UGH! Makes me sick to my goddamn stomach!!! -sighs- Maybe I should start at the beginning. To be honest.... my childhood really wasn't much to speak about. I don't mean that in the way that I had some sort of tragic childhood stereotypical past in some pussy's book or whatnot. I'm just saying that when compared to the rest, it was just the same. I played around with the kids, got raised by both my kind mother and father. They were such angels when I think about it.... they always seemed so damn resistant to everything around them. It was as if someone put them in a permanent illusion where they could only feel happiness and compassion and all of that cheesy crap. You could probably punch one of them in the face and he wouldn't give a rat's ass any other way. Oh, and while I'm on that, they were mercenaries for hire and doing a pretty damn good job of it. Then again, that's what Uchiha typically are good at, right? Doing a pretty damn good job and making the look match the action. They happened to pass on their knowledge of the fighting arts to me, so that I could grow up and learn how to live like all of these Uchiha prodigies running around. Sadly, my parents were the only two of the clan I still respect. Not just because they're my parents, mind you, but because they were true and genuine to their feelings and actions. At first, I only cried and grieved when they had gotten themselves killed while doing a usual run, and I think it was an exceptionally strong Senju bastard who did the dirty deed. At that time, I couldn't really feel anything towards anybody. I was 17 at the time, and I knew how to restrain myself.... maybe a little too much. It was also the age that I really began to pay attention to what those damn radicals were saying to the rest of us, all this talk about conquest and glory and "Death to Senju", and whatnot. If you ask me, these guys were really starting to take the word "competition" a little bit too far. In fact, both sides were taking it a little too far! Everything was going good when everyone was focused on their own damn merc runs. Really, they were. That's when I really began to think about it: my parents had died fighting for their cause! Shit.... the thought didn't sink in right away, but when it did, I started to feel real irritated towards the clan. Even back then, they were a bad itch I could never ever scratch.... Then, when I was 19.... .....-mumbling to self incoherently- .....All right.... when I was 19.... I was hired to pose as this certain bastard's personal assistant, a rogue Uchiha who had been making shady deals with Senju clan members. I don't remember the name, nor do I remember where I went in order to execute it. Maybe I was just being stupid at the time, eager and headstrong when it came to money. I can be real greedy when I want to. Anyway, I was supposed to sneak information from him and feed it to my so-called "friends", who would then move in and liquify the entire operation. I was doing real good, too. The guy never suspected a thing from me.... though, he did have a habit of talking down on me and treating me like shit. It ticked me off.... but there wasn't really anything I could do unless I wanted to forfeit the money. I still remember that part all too clearly when things began to change. As I was finishing up the last of my business, he suddenly approached me with a weird look in his eye. I don't know whether it was by force or with some smooth coaxing, but either way, I ended up following him to his own personal room. He was trying to start up a conversation with me, telling me how sorry he was for bullying me and all that. Ha! What a goddamn phoney. I was tempted to tell him to go shove his attempts for redemption right up his craphole. But, of course, being the good person I am, I didn't really say anything. Then, when he was finished, I waited for a moment before I attempted to leave his room. Then.... the bastard grabbed me by the arm. He threw me on the bed, pinned me down with me yelling, punching, kicking, and struggling in order to hurl him off, tore every piece of clothing off of me, and-- ...... I can do this..... I can do this.... ....he raped me. Took every bit of innocence away from me like it was just some disposable object. The only thing I'm glad he didn't do was pull out before he injected his dirty, disgusting seed in me. If he had, I would've just asked any medic that would help me to cut my stomach open and throw it in the trash. Well.... maybe not that desperate, but I sure as hell ain't ready to be taking care of my own kid! It's just not in my nature to just settle down (especially when I'm not with someone!) and start raising my very own boy and girl. But the worst part of it was that once he started..... I didn't want him to stop. Once he was done with me, I felt so empty, so hollow..... so soiled. I don't think I've hated myself any more than I did at that given moment. Even as I completed my work and headed back to my camp so that the raiders could move in, I felt as though what I had accomplished had been ripped away with that simple incident. ....-sniff- See? This is why I don't like sharing my past with people. Every time I think about what happened, it just brings up bad memories. I bet you're all laughing at me right now, finding amusement in me shedding these goddamn tears. That's how all of them are. There's no pity or sympathy in the world these days.... just self-interest, greed, and all that other bullshit. It doesn't matter what side you're on, it's always the same methods over and over again: manipulation, destruction, and the overall lack of morality that built this world. No one cares about anyone anymore.... Whatever.... I don't need pity from the likes of you. It happened years ago, so it doesn't matter to me anymore.... But it did back then. Several months, I stayed holed up in one of the many Uchiha camps. I didn't take missions. I didn't speak to anyone. I just sat and let myself waste away, if only for a short time. Any normal person would've felt the stress of isolation.... but I was already feeling more than that. I felt stress.... bitterness.... hatred..... all of that being fueled by the constant false words that those zealots were spitting from their holes. After the months had ended, I had allowed myself to recover and resume my mission business again. But the hatred.... that fury held within me would not subside for any reason whatsoever. It was both a curse and a gift, giving me constant pain within my heart while converting the malicious emotions I held within me into my very own power. I held onto it, keeping it as a constant reminder of what made me what I am today. A few years after, when I was forced into what would be the first steps of the war by Uchiha power-usurpers.... something inside me broke. Now.... I'm forced to take part in this war I don't want any part of. I hope the Senju, Uzumaki, and the Uchiha end up destroying each other. Both of them speak peace, but their actions speak bloodshed, tyranny, and destruction. Their nationalities and ways of life may be different. But in the end.... they're all the same. To that fact, I keep praying that this titanic clash will result in their sins crushing them in retribution. They all will pay....one day or another..... PERSONALITY: I know what you're thinking right now in terms of my personality, right? Nothing but an emo bitch crying about her life, right? Well, it's only because I had to spill my life's story in front of a bunch of strangers. The truth is, I consider myself to be a kind and relaxed person if you approach me in the right way. I'll talk to you nice and all that as long as you give me respect. Hell, even if you were a Senju or Uzumaki and approached me as if we weren't going to duel to the death, I'll allow for some chit-chat. Just don't get too comfortable with me right away. I just can't bring myself to trust many people anymore, considering the whole population of 'em is nothing but a bunch of phonies. You may not be, but I'm not about to jump in a haystack looking for a pearl any time soon. But, if you're one of those people who're able to hit my sweet spots and mean every word you say.... who knows? I think I can be a bit more open around you, and we'll be horsing around before any of us knows what hits us. On the contrary, if you're my enemy, target, or just someone who wants to size me up, then expect a brutal fight. I may not be the toughest girl around these parts.... but I sure as hell ain't no wussy. Raise a weapon up to me, and I'd be happy to send you back to your mother in a box. If you're one of those cocky, arrogant bastards or bitches that like to talk a lot of taunt while fighting, then I'll even add in a little extra! If you're curious, go ahead and act like one of these snotty punks, walk right up to me. I'll show you in full detail what I'm talking about. But.... by then.... you'll most likely be dead! Too bad for you.... ABILITIES: STRENGTH: 7/10 DEXTERITY: 8/10 CONSTITUTION: 9/10 INTELLIGENCE: 9/10 WISDOM: 8/10 CHARISMA: 6/10 JUTSU: -Chakra Flow -Exploding Flame Shot -Fire Release: Dragon Fire Technique -Fire Release: Fire Dragon Flame Bullet -Fire Release: Great Fire Technique -Fire Release: Mist Blaze Dance Technique -Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique Edited by Achrones150, May 17 2011, 08:49 PM.
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