Aramitama Uchiha [Done]

Aramitama wrote:

Name: Aramitama Asahi Uchiha
Nickname: N/A
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Height: 5’9
Weight: 170
Appearance: Short and doomed to be chronically so, the young man has filled out rather nicely post puberty, mostly due to a life consisting nearly entirely of rigorous training. He’s on the beefier side as far as ninja goes, though still lean, but the effect is magnified by his shortness of stature and broadness of shoulder. He has a typically pale complexion despite the amount of time he spends outside and burns rather easily in the sun if he is not careful, which he usually is not.

His jawline has squared out as well as he's grown a bit holder though it still bears no hair whatsoever. His mouth is averagely sized for his face though his lips are quite thin and his nose is extremely small almost to the point of it disappearing entirely into his face, the tip turned up into a snub shape. His eyes are wide, rather narrow, and sharply slanted, which seems to be growing ever more exotic. The whites of said eyes dominate nearly the entirety of those eyes with only a small fraction of them containing his oddly red irises. He does almost no maintenance upon his hair, allowing the pale, yellow-white locks to fall every which way at a medium length, though he makes sure to keep it from blocking his vision. While nearly transparent, his hair is overly full of volume, causing it to stick up all over in a kind of perpetual, semi-spiky bedhead affect.

As for his wardrobe he is quite prone to extremes, preferring either loud and boisterous colors and patters paired with unimpressively outdoorsy clothing, such as shorts, tank tops, and and billed hats or other forms of head wear. This is the majority of his preferred clothing which he wears for nearly all occasions save for those which require a level of formality; when he does feel that he needs to impress or dazzle someone, he goes all out with three piece suits or extremely traditional kimono, depending on the the level of traditionality required. Either way, he rarely finds a middle ground between these two extremes and it's rather unlikely that he owns jeans, slacks, or non-formal button-up shirts of any sort. Typically his garb reflects his enjoyment of warm places as he prefers to show more skin that to conceal his body, though this is, obviously, not always feasible. When missions call for stealth he has no issue switching it up to fit this requirement, though in general he prefers light camouflage to heavy, blending in to normal life rather than actively attempting to vanish from all perception. Even his assassinations are frequently carried out in broad daylight in well populated places.

Land: Kusagakure
Character Rank: S
Clan: Uchiha
Element: N/A

Personality: Unflinchingly and unapologetically himself, the young Uchiha exudes an extreme amount of confidence which borders on absurd and evokes a much older man in this capacity alone. He possesses what appears to be a truly indomitable, unyielding spirit which hardly notices let alone cares about the opinions or derisions of others. A shining spot of his village, he is an individual who has granted to himself supreme liberty in all things. He feels uninhibited in all situations and at home in nearly all places. He is extremely open and outgoing, not hesitating to ply new people with all sorts of questions. These traits tend to make him instantly likeable to those around him, and his phenomenal memory ensures that he recalls these details, making the people around him feel heard and understood.

This same license which he has afforded himself extends to all his desires. This has made him into a hard, driven worker when he sets for himself a goal and combine with his excellent pedigree, talent, and top-calibre training has seen many accomplishments come his way. However, he seems equally uninhibited by “normal” social constraints, or perhaps simply has some kind of innate moral failing. He wants what he wants and his plans are his own and while these typically manifest as net positives for his village, his often ulterior motives can be easily accomplished through the clever use of set pieces.

A visionary, it is possible that he does not much exist in a normal plane of reality, though to be frank few ninja ever do. While his heritages grants him the powers to parse illusion from truth, his mastery over hallucinations has given him a skewed perception of what it means to be “real.” Regardless, he’s often the man with a plan, even if the details don’t always look to be hammered out, and his nearly infinite patience means that he is always willing to run the marathon required to achieve those goals.

He’s wickedly clever, in zen-like control of himself, patient, driven, optimistic, dazzling, and can multitask on an unreal level. A leader by birth and grooming, he has no issue with taking the reigns of a project and ensures that those around him believe in it just as much as he does.

Character History: Aramitama was born to and raised exclusively by his mother, Chinami Uchiha, a woman who came to Kusagakure long before she bore her son and established herself as a noteworthy asset to the village’s military presence by serving as a Special Jonin. Her family arrived before she was born, migrating when the Uchiha Clan first fled their ancestral lands. While largely isolated from the previous structure of their large family, her parents worked hard to make themselves useful to their new nation and enrolled their daughter in the ninja academy and, in turn, she proved herself quite valuable to her village.

She had always been talented but content in her middling role within the army for her thoughts had always been towards the future. She had her eyes upon her still unconceived child and she pledged herself to creating the best possible life for them when finally she brought them into the world. And eventually, she did, bring Aramitama into the world that is. He came unceremoniously on a calm, drizzly day, a healthy eldest and only child to a mother who had built her whole world around him.

His upbringing was much the same as any other young warrior hopeful, Chinami enrolling him at a very young age into the Academy and beginning his military career. He was everything his mother could have hoped him to be and everything that she forged him into. He took up the teaching of his instructors easily thanks to his already awakened Sharingan, courtesy of his mother. Through an unknown means she granted him this gift at a tender age, before he could even form the memories associated with what had happened. To him, it’s always been something available to him. Enrolled young, he graduated young and was placed in a squad with a harsh but highly competent sensei who worked the youngins hard and gave them an ever increasing string of difficult missions and goals.

When finally he had a free moment from his squad and missions, his mother took him to give him private training, primarily focusing on his eyes, but on a whole array of ninja skills from the battlefield to the meeting room. She taught him everything she knew and used her clout to attract personal tutors to give him a leg up. He took all this in joyously and in turn his mother fed him with an infinite deluge of personal affirmations and stories of his grandeur. She was less creating the perfect soldier and more so handcrafting a king, and emperor, a god.

With this powerhouse team of trainers and his squadmates, he quickly ascended to the rank of Chunin and, from there Jonin. His team and he remained closely bonded and linked even after they had graduated to higher ranks, some of them lagging behind one or another at any given time but all of them keeping in touch and routinely choosing to take many missions together, even if a particular mission did not necessarily require the use of three separate shinobi. Their names quickly came to the forefront of nearly every elder and high ranking member of the shinobi forces’ tongues as they all showed a high promise to do many a great things, something which will always stir talk around the mahjong boards when the old men of the village talked about the next generation. Still, it was undeniable that they had taken the village by storm and were a powerful, well equipped and appointed unit of passionate and hard working individuals dedicated to the furthering of the village’s ideals and goals. Their clans, where applicable, were extremely proud.

He had only quite recently moved out on his own after having received a formal promotion to the illustrious rank of Jounin and had just begun developing a real social life than an eighteen year old could want, though never at the expense of his studies. Then, tragedy befell him with the death of his mother, felled out in a rather dangerous field mission made more fraught by the addition of some unknown foreign powers. The world was still wild and dangerous and he, on top of the world, was handed his mother’s body in a bag.

For some time he retreated from the world then, leaving to live on the outskirts of Kusa controlled territory in little more than a hovel and spending his days alone with himself, split between a few hours of physical training a day and long stretches of quiet contemplation. The grief, understandably, of losing his mother and most trusted advisor was nearly unbearable and for much of this time his mind was disquieted.

Eventually he returned to society after unknown trials, though not as one might suspect. Rather than slowly and quietly reenter, he burst back into the working world with the same confidence and charisma as when he was younger, some three and a half years ago. He was chipper, upbeat, talkative, and appeared to have a newfound, unending curiosity for the world and for those around him. He met with countless individuals, and in those meetings inspired more discussion, more demonstrations of wit or force or skill on the battlefield. He engaged in months what some spend years achieving, hosting a kind of political revolution as if over night. Everyone he spoke with was enthralled, everyone with whom he met loved him. The support for his bid as a new, visionary leader of the village was unanimous, overwhelming, and like a wave cresting. Almost suspiciously so.

He’s still a very new leader, still collecting his cabinet and cementing his position. There is much work to be done in the village and many people to meet within it and from far beyond.