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Name: Uzumaki Neikanzu
Age: 19
Village: Takigakure
Rank: Jounin
Appearance: Neikanzu stands at 5'10 at 180 pounds with a great deal of muscle on his lean frame. There are absolutely no tattoos on his body but rather several intricate scars running across his upper chest, incisions made via scalpel on his own doing for reasons that are none of your concern. He bears the trademark red Uzumaki hair which drapes down his shoulders. He has green eyes which pierce from among the silky red tapestry that flows from his head (what you would call his hair), and often wears a single plastic clip on ring for his delicate bridge of his nose. His face is is innocent bordering on childlike with no blemishes. Oddly enough, this shinobi wears lip gloss on his cute thin red lips.
Neikanzu insists on keeping up appearances and thus prefers professional attire at all times. This takes the form of an elborate often embroidered three piece suit complete with tie (Whirlpool symbol in the center) and an equally regal trench coat over it. The suits are made from a flexible but fine material allowing for optimal movement in style. He wears a ring on each finger of his left hand except the thumb. The pink ring has the Uzumaki Clan symbol, The ring finger another bears the Hidden Waterfall village symbol, the middle finger contains the Kanji (サド) , and finally the pointer contains the Kanji (苦). This ninja's dress shoes are never worn or dirty but kept in the utmost care and of high quality and condition. Neikanzu is all around an incredibly neat person, and one would have to strain to find any flaw in his manner of dress or appearance.
Personality:PsychopathNo other way to really get around it. Neikanzu is a psychopath of the worst order. He has no remorse or empathy, and cares little for the lives of others. In fact, the displeasure of others often bring him joy. He is largely anti-social and keeps to himself, although when he does interact with others it is to either harm them or advance his own personal interests. His tendencies towards savagery, violence, and inhumanity are kept in check by a simple countenance of aloofness. This serves to hide is insidious and psychopathic nature. He is a damn near amazing pathological liar who lies, cheats, and steals his way to the suffering of others. He fancies himself a god among men and demonstrates it not with words but actions.
Sadism Neikanzu is mainly governed by self interest and whatever grandiose designs of self delusion he has created but sadism is a undeniable part of his character. It is not enough for him to succeed, others must fail, no, suffer even. Because suffering is an inevitable part of life Neikanzu sees it as his mission to bring it swiftly and harshly to as many people as possible. Naturally, he holds himself exempt from this view (thereby avoiding the trap of masochism) but derives intense satisfaction from the misery of other people in his village and abroad. He often takes own students merely to put them through hellish training only to fail them and drag their reputation through mud, or if he can rape then kill. Neikanzu is an expert at hiding his sadistic element to his personality so many just assume he is a functioning psychopath that is loosed on other villages at the Kage's bequest. Little do they know, Neikanzu is personally responsible for the murder and mutilation of more of his own people than his supposed 'enemies'. This is for no other reason than Neikanzu's compulsion to harm anyone who attempts to get close to him or get to know him.
CunningFor all his bloodthirst and sexual deviance, Neikanzu is not mad but a rational and cunning. He is an expert at hiding his (lack of emotions) and often smiles, laughs, and jokes when he thinks its socially appropriating. Because as a child he knew he did not experience the things most humans did and so he learned how to mimic feelings and expressions to a tee. Neikanzu is a brilliant analyst, the sort to carefully consider his moves before excuting them as quickly and as efficiently as possible. W
Story: Birth & Academy Years
Neikanzu was born to a tarnished household in the Uzumaki Clan. What his parents and their close kin did to alienate themselves from the rest of their Konoha Clansmen is a mystery to himself and almost everyone involved. The reality is that his parents were forced to relocate to Takigakure where they were allowed to continue living as shinobi. his mother died during childbirth quite horrifically, and his father was so depressed that he was almost totally absent from the young child's life except for providing the most basic of care to the infant Neikanzu. As Neikanzu got older his father was driven to drink and largely put on disability, relegated to a position of shame in the eyes of Taki and the Uzumaki Clan.
GeninNeikanzu spent most of his time alone and training in the art of Taijutsu utilizing his impressive stamina to further his ninja skills (objects of power that would be used later in a variety of heinous crimes). His father was of little to know use, so he developed his skills with the help of a few teachers patient enough to help him and through rigorous practice and failure. He often hung out with members of Kumo's famed Kereko Clan picking up some of their Taijutsu moves and deploying them in combat. Neikanzu was on several ninja squads, five to be exact some had simply kicked him off due to his psychopathic tendencies and others simply died due to horrid instances of 'friendly fire'. Over time Neikanzu matured despite his young age and began to develop his personal philosophy revolving around sadism and mania.
ChuuninNeikanzu had the honor of the highest kill count in a Chuunin Exams in over 50 years, at a whooping 67 beating the old record of 42. The grotesque manner upon which he mutilated his opponents with a devastating combination of Taijutsu and Ninjutsu frightened many village elders. His psychological profile was deemed unfit for Chuunin level service but he was passed on after an appeal on behalf of his Sensei at the time. His skills were on par but he was watched closely for further signs of psychopathy. The problem ninja thus learned to better hide his intent and began cultivating the necessary traits of a serial killer: deception and stealth. The sadist thus limited his more sadistic crimes to civilians particularly the homeless as well as orphans. He was quite adept at hiding his crimes and practiced the art of hiding the evidence or at least attributing his crimes to others.
JouninThe village leadership felt content keeping the wicked individual at an the post of Chuunin not wanting to afford the psychopath the opportunity to abuse genin or other budding minds. However, as Neikanzu grew older his skills were unmistakable and the burden of keeping a strong village mandated that all those capable of such responsibility share the weight. He was once more promoted with several caveats in the file including phrases like: 'Unfit for teaching duty', 'Therapist Sessions Necessary Post-Mission', and 'Full recommendation for mania suppressing drugs'. The newly appointed Jounin would have to be kept on a short leash, and Neikanzu accepted the offer as it would afford him certain privileges that would only further his ability to disseminate chaos and wickedness
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Family/Siblings: Neikanzu has lots of kin in the Uzumaki Clan but he does not particularly care for them nor does he even know them as they avoided him. He is an only child and whatever cousins, aunts, uncles, or grandparents that exist were never introduced to him and thus they are nameless faces on bodies that don't matter to him.
Morals: None. Literally.
Values: He values his own existence and his own ability to bring suffering and pain on others. The skills he possess as a shinobi are "cherished" in so far as they serve as the means to which he can effectively conduct instances of sadism and pain.
Boundaries: Neikanzu will never
genuinely show mercy, care, love, tenderness, or any positive emotion as a reason to cease his ways. That is simply a line he isn't willing to cross. Sparing someone's life for any reason related to empathy is always out of the question Neikanzu.
Motto: "You will suffer because I can make you"
Likes:Torture
Blood Pudding (Preferably made from a child)
Rape
Dislikes: Anyone enjoying life
Empathy
Candy
Specialty/Skills_______________________________________________________________________________
Specialty: Taijutsu - Mastered Specialty
Ninjutsu - Specialty
Sensory - Specialty
Fuuninjutsu - Sub-specialty
Skills: Jounin/A-Rank +10 Skill Points
Not having a starting element +2 skill points
Starting with a Hidan Clan +1 Skill Point
Bloodline and Jutsu information:_______________________________________________________________________________
Bloodline: Uzumaki
Starting Element: N/A
Roleplay Sample (Optional for genin):- Spoiler:
]Michele allowed the ANBU to escort the group into the depths of Yamato Works via an large elevator. By now, Michele had Rain literally drain the remaining chakra from Kaichi's body that was keep him conscience. The boy would soon fall into a dark lulling sleep as he descended down into the dark secret facilities that lay below. A black bag would be placed over his head and that of his bloodied female companion to prevent them from noting any details about the hidden base they were about to enter. Michele tapped his foot calmly as the elevator music droned on it was Classical German Opera, his favorite genre especially when performing the delicate art of surgery. Once they had reached the torture dungeons for VIP POWs Dr. Blitzschlag stepped off of the elevator and was flanked by 4 ANBU which took him and his captives down a narrow hallway and into a room marked "Torture Gulag 101" it was his personal torture facility decked out with everything he needed to make the enemy talk. The kunoichi was stripped of all her clothes and locked into an "X" like position via tilted metal cross that prevented her paralyzed arms from moving and kept her body splayed in a tight locked position. She was being kept on a
St .Andrew's Cross device that drained her chakra The large black bag was taken off of her head and she would find herself in a dark room with a single burning light bulb overhead. A ball gag would be roughly shoved into her mouth, and the cross stretched at maximum capacity keeping her joints in a constant stress position, that would undoubtedly leave her in severe pain. Michele von Blitzschlag made a few odd seals and charged his right hand before slamming the girls stomach and sealing her chakra with the Five Elements Seal. Michele traced his finger over the newly applied seal as he admired his handiwork.
Ah, such a nice tattoo for a terrorist! The unconscious and naked Skyrite was then left with two ANBU guards in the room while Michele had Kaichi placed into the same device and applied the Five Elements Seal just the same. The seals were amplified in strength via his Lightning Remote Fuuinjutsu and its use was beginning to take a serious toll on him. Rather than risking losing too much vitality he canceled the Lightning Remote fuuninjutsu, causing the Swastika to cease glowing. Two ANBU guards were posted in Kaichi's cell as well.
Michele left the torture gulags and went into his control room where he watched the two unconscious Nin writhe while in his grasp. There were both stripped naked and had their chakra sealed while being strapped into painful stress positions along with two ANBU guards in each room. There was no way they would be leaving so easily. Michele stroked his beardless chin and spoke to several ANBU, a conference would be arranged to discuss the whereabouts of this "Bard" character as well as the ship that had produced the pirates. Little did Michele know his Kage and her shinobi were locked in a tectonic struggle against this very man, or rather little girl. Michele von Blitzschlag whispered something into the ANBU's ear and they grew pale. For they had just been told that Michele
himselfwould oversee the interrogation himself. Konohagakure's master surgeon liked to get his hands dirty in both saving and taking lives, the scalpel allowed him to get up close and personal with his victims. But the end of the session he would know Hasu and Kaichi better than they knew themselves. Michele walked into the torturer lockers and began shedding his lab clothes, the scientist danced as he did so. Being able to capture two wanted criminals for a powerful organization would go along way in the eyes of his superiors they would see him not just as a war hero but a genius tactician. Michele donned his favorite
torture outfit, the costume was a yellow suit with a firm leather apron complete with a small mini torture tool kit consisting of scalpels of varying lengths. He grabbed a small surgeon's cap as well as a suregon's mask to cover his mouth. On his way out of the locker room he grabbed a Cat O 9 Tails hanging off a rack of torture items. The first room that Michele headed into was the one containing the kunoichi. "
Let us begin!" Michele spoke aloud as he waved his arms into the air as though to begin to a dance. He grabbed a large record and blew on it taking off the dust and grinning wildly, he handed the antique record to the nearby ANBU who gingerly placed it into a small vintage record player. The music that emitted from the phonograph caused Michele quite a bit of joy. It was his favorite German opera piece "Die Forelle" and he used it to torture his enemies many a time.
Michele sang loudly to the German opera piece as he danced around the room wielding the Cat of 9 Tails. The ANBU guards looked at each other nervously but said nothing. As the scientists pranced about he settled down on the strapped down girl. "
Today, we see what you are made of little girl!" Michele then began to unleash a torrent of blows on the naked body of Hasu, not pausing or waiting to see her reaction he continued mercilessly. The evil doctor continued flailing her body until blood began to spray onto his nice outfit. "
You have made a fool of me Hündin! You think you can come into this village and do as you please?! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!" The sentence was followed with several harsh blows all swung with all of Michele's might. The whip would dig into the girl's delicate flesh, the small hooks at the end would scrape off skin as they ripped from her frame. The crazed German was not every strong but his choice of weapon coupled with the nakedness of his target made his job quite easy. He continued striking manically almost nonstop until there was barely any skin left on the poor girl.
"Miststück! Luder! Zicke! Sau! Ziege! Weibsstück! Mistvieh!" with each word came yet another blow, burning the girl's skin and sending her closer and closer to death. By now Michele was sweating profusely and he felt incredibly faint, the hard work was beginning to take its toll on him as so he had an ANBU wipe his forehead with a towel. His entire outfit was stark covered in blood and the girl in front of him was an indiscernible mound of flesh. "
Watch the bitch and make sure she doesn't so much as move an inch" Michele muttered through the surgical mask. Michele left the torture room and entered into the one containing Kaichi who by this time would be conscience by proxy of being kept in such a painful stress position, Michele had the guards relax it just enough. The blaring opera music could clearly be heard in the background, Michele hummed for a few seconds as he moved about the room gracefully showing off the blood covered uniform.
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Your friend had a beautiful body." he mused as he accepted a have a shot of German whiskey from the ANBU guard. The old man removed his mask and drained it in a single gulp before grunting and licking his lips tastefully. "I'd offer you one, but it would potentially numb the painful torture that I have planned for you." Michele threw the glass to the ground and crunched it under his leather boots. "
Listen to me! Tell me everything about the Skyrites and your past! I want NAMES, DATES, TECHNIQUES, OPERATIONS! I want to know everything about you and your organization and so help me god if I don't! Ich werde abgeschnitten deine Eier und füttern es Ihnen!" shouted the old man as he convulsed in a German rant. The master surgeon calmed himself and began swaying to the the blaring loud German music once more as he faked a smile to his captive. "
If you talk, I will at least let you live. You will leave here and you will NEVER come back. As for your friend....I'm afraid there are consequences to crimes my friend" and so Michele would clasp his hands and have the ANBU take out their notepads. This was going to be an interesting story.