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Apr 23, 2008 19:42

Your name: GARY MOTHERFUCKIN' OAK Morgan 8D;;;
Age: 15 (OOOOH JAILBAIT)
AIM/MSN: Art in Denial
RP Experience: TOO MUCH LOL. 8D
Secret Code: Sukekiyo

Character you’re applying for: Uchiha Madara

Age: 28 (.. he should probably be old, yes, but STFU I LIKE 'EM PRETTY D:)

Occupation: Cafe Funder (THAT INCONSPICUOUSLY IS THERE ALL THE TIME WHUT)
Model: ... huh. about that. ERR. Ryutaro from Plastic Tree. I guess.

How does your character feel about working at Café Akatsuki: Regardless of the constant chaos and havoc always abound at the place, Madara feels it is worthwhile enough to use the Uchiha branches funds to support. As it goes, he is considering working on it to become a franchise, but he doesn't think the main "office" is stable enough for that just yet.

What will your character add to this RP: You know how everyone is Pein's bitch? Well, Pein is Madara's bitch. And Madara is no one's bitch. WHERE CAN YOU GO WRONG WITH THAT? Kay, I found out Pein is everyone's bitch now.. >>; UH. WELL THEN. MADARA WILL... OH JUST LOOK AT HIS MODEL HOW CAN YOU NOT WANT HIM? HE PAYS MONEY AND CAUSES UCHIHADRAMA AND LOOKS HOT D:

Character History: Madara's life was nothing if not to plan.

He was the Itachi of his generation, genius in every way, one that had not been sculpted but had yet been born. He was smarter than any Uchiha proceeding him and had a natural talent for everything he undertook, and so it wasn't a surprise when he entered the police force directly after graduating college. When Itachi was born, he knew there was more than met the eye to him, and he - instantly, as things go - began to mentor Itachi. From the time they were children, through high school, and through Madara's college did he train Itachi's mind for excellence, and then, as abruptly as it could have been, Itachi left.

Madara was infuriated, in his kind of passivist way, but he did not pursue to find Itachi. He even considered taking Sasuke under his wing until the boy fell under disease, and afterwards did Madara concentrate exclusively on his policework. Unsurprisingly, he was the best in the force, being able the deduce and solve crimes with a kind of disturbing ease, and he quickly made his way up the ranks, until he turned twenty-seven.Madara left the police of his own accord, with high honors and respect at that, and, if he shows interest, an instant job whenever he decides to return to the force. Due to the riches of theUchiha family and his past hefty income, Madara had no trouble finding leisure and comfort in whatever he chose to do, and so with only minor interest did he begin becoming patrons for rising artists at the college.

Cafe Akatsuki came to his attention upon visiting it one day and off handedly spotting Itachi working there. (The child's appearance had barely changed from when he was sixteen, give or take a few inches.) He did not acknowledge him, but instead left quite a bit of money in the tip jar and did not think of the cafe again until abruptly calling the manager and saying he'd like to be a patron for the cafe. This, of course, was welcomed, as any small business loves extra profit, and his checks began coming in about some time last month. After returning from a recent trip from America to receive an award of excellence in the department of worldwide law enforcement, he's bound to show more... interest in Cafe Akatsuki, and make common visits.

Sample of RP: He exhales.

(Smoke from his lips, flicking away the remains of his cigarette onto the ground before dropping it entirely and crushing it into the concrete. Madara is a person of business, a person of derange, and has always been this alway since he was born. He, who viciously molded Itachi to be just like him, but of course, what can one do when there are two? When Romulus and Remus were born, one had to be king, and one had to die. The Romans never were discreet in their desires.) But of course, Madara has no Italian blood in him at all. He is entirely pure in such a regard.

(But why wouldn't he be?

The Uchiha do Paternity Tests on almost all of their newborns to make sure everything has been run smoothly, and everything has to be-)

Perfect.

He opens the door of the Cafe behind him, enters with the soft ring of the bell, and it's not yet a rush hour so there is no one there, aside from the rather bored looking Baristas that barely glance up upon his entrance. (He isn't surprised. Working class Japan is a lonely, broke group of teenagers struggling through college, but Madara has very little sympathy for them either way. He is nothing like Shisui, and he is nothing like Obito.) Walks up the one, and "-I'm here to talk to your Manager about something. Where can I find him?"

"He's in the back."

"Thank you."

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