Arisa Uotani

Name: Arisa Uotani. Also known as Uo, or Uo-chan.

Age: 17.

Looks & Physical Appeal: Arisa is very tall in comparison to the other girls at school and around her, standing at five feet and six inches tall. Her hair is a dirty blond with bangs that fall over her eyes which are dark gray and crystal like in appearance. Her hair almost completely covers her left eye with a length that reaches to her mid back. Figure wise, Uo is very slender and weighs only about one hundred and five pounds, but it is her height that shows off her true strength. Her skin is smooth and fair in tone, being completely void of any visible scars or blemishes. Most often times, Arisa will never let her facial expressions waiver with her emotions. Normally she appears cool and mysterious with either a smirk on her lips or a bored look on her face.

When it comes to clothing, Uo is normally seen wearing her school uniform like every other student in school, which is made up of a blue sailor styled shirt and a matching blue skirt. Yet when school is out, Arisa has a signature attire which consists of mainly longer skirts like she would wear back in her Yankee days, though her favorite to wear is a white, three quarter sleeved dress with black leggings worn underneath to match her comfortable flats.

Personality: Arisa is a very tough girl in comparison to others. She can be described as fearless, brash and sometimes even violent as she can be found carrying a pipe around sometimes. Uo is very strong-willed and cares deeply for her friends as if they were her own sisters and she is especially protective of Tohru. If anyone messes with her then Arisa becomes very threatening and will stop at nothing to help her. Arisa's rough around the edges but very parental deep down. When something is on her mind, Arisa isn't afraid to say it and she doesn't care who it's to because she's naturally intimidating and others often have a tendency to fear her. Arisa constantly bickers with Kyo and is very competitive with him. Even when things get really bad, she tries to take some good and fun out of the situation to make things better. Due to her past, Arisa is more of the daring type that likes to have fun and will very rarely be serious unless it comes to her friends.

History: Her childhood was troubled with father being an alcoholic and her mother left him for another man when Arisa was young. She joined an all-girl gang in fifth grade, and by then had already begun wearing a surgical mask in public and long skirts. Uo highly idolized Kyoko Honda's reputation from her gang days. She later found out that Kyoko had married a man with the last name Honda and that her daughter was Uo-chan's age. By this time Arisa is in junior high and she doesn't go to school very often, but has quite the reputation already. She pictures Kyoko's daughter to be a Yankee as well and cannot wait to meet her. While walking down the hall, a young girl in brown pigtails carrying a mountain load of books crashes into Uo and all of the books fall. Arisa calls over a few students to help the girl and the girl introduces herself to her as Tohru, and when Uo finds out that this is the daughter of the Red Butterfly she is enraged and tries to forget about Kyoko.

After getting into a fight one day and getting severely injured, Arisa accidentally runs into Tohru several days later. Tohru, freaking out at the state of the girl's injuries, drags her to the Honda residence to be healed. Kyoko listens to Uo's stories and offers advice. From that day forward Arisa became a regular at the Honda residence. Soon after, she finally decided to leave her group. But you don't quit your gang and expect no one to care- you get beaten severely. Fortunately for Arisa, she had someone who honestly cared about her in the gang. This girl went to Kyoko and Kyoko rushed to save her. After that, Uo was out of her gang and on the way to being reformed.

Rp Sample:
The air was a particular degree of cold on this night. A degree that was dangerous and dark, beyond foreboding as it boarder lined terror. A degree that could possibly become deadly. And it all depended on how one girl felt. If she was feeling merciful, then this victim may be lucky enough to live her chase. But if she was angry, then this poor soul was as good as dead to this earth. No one crossed Arisa Uotani unless they could hold their ground with her, but even then, there very few that did. And even fewer who made it out okay. Uo was a person people feared, no matter who they were, even the boys. There was a mask over her face. A thin layer of paper that hid her mouth and nose from the rest of the world, but focused on her gray, crystaline eyes.

Those eyes. They were breathtakingly beautiful and captivating, which played highly to her advantage. When she needed them to be, they were warm and welcoming, inviting anyone she could into her little trap. It wasn't ever a hard task. She was young, that meant her prey was young too. But Arisa held an advantage over the others that struck fear into anyone who knew who she was. She was known as a Yankee, or a female gangster. She ran with the Ladies, a group of women who were as ruthless as they were beautiful. Every night they prowled, stealing whatever they could, beating up whoever they wanted. The world was theirs for the taking and ever did they take. For the group, Arisa was young, but she was just as sophisticated, just as strong and nearly more beautiful than anyone in the Ladies. And this night, as Arisa stood in the pale shine of the moon, she looked like a goddess, even with the mask over her face.

A breath of wind passed through the empty park, rustling the leaves in the trees and scraping them across the concrete paths. Uo stood alone at the top of a small hill, her head tilted upwards as she let the wind lick the inside contours of her neck, cooling and comforting her at the same time. The breeze pushed her long, blond hair behind her shoulders as they flicked and whisped in the air like pale silver flames. The moonlight cast a porcelain, yet stoic look over her already hard features. Every angle of her face had been shaded as if she were a perfectly drawn picture. Even the mask on her face seemed to add on to her beauty, but the real catch was deep in her eyes. They were dark, yet so light as they blended in with the night sky. It wasn't often anyone had seen such gray eyes- so gray that they almost appeared silver. Silver pools of mystery and intrigue. Tonight was Arisa's night to shine. She was alone on this so-called mission, left to take care of this business on her own, but she didn't mind that at all. Even though she preferred to attack with her gang, Uo knew they'd still be watching. A stronger gust of wind surged through the park causing the flaps of Arisa's red jacket to whip behind her, the only other sounds aside from the leaves being the material cracking like a whip. Somewhere behind her a crow screamed. That was her cue, her victim should be turning around the corner any second now.

With a turn of her heel, Arisa was starting down the hill, the moon at her back and her hand gripping the cool steel of the pipe in her hand. Though a girl in a long skirt holding a pipe may seem like a joke, everyone took their presence very seriously. Thanks to the darkness of the night, Uo's element was surprise and there was no way, even if this girl looked directly at her from a far, that her stalker would be seen. The closer Arisa drew, the more adrenaline began fueling in her veins; she loved his feeling, the feeling of her heart pounding so deeply in her chest and the feeling of all her senses heightening and becoming aware of all that was around her. Far into the shadows of a tree not far off to her left, Uo noticed one of the Ladies watching. They were all hidden around the area, though where exactly she couldn't say. Not only were they there for back up, which Arisa wouldn't need, they were there to continue their evaluations on the girl. It had only been a mere two months since Uo joined the gang, but her entrance had been faster than most. She was determined and she had been ruthless to the max and it was all because of Kyoko, the Red Butterfly. Arisa had seen the woman only a very few times, but when she did it was inspiring. Kyoko was so strong and fearless- a true Yankee. One that Uo strove everyday to be like.

Movement in front of her snapped the girl out of her thoughts, it was her victim. She was tall, about the same height as Uo, but delicate in appearance. Her head was down, eyes shadowed by her long bangs. To anyone else, this girl would've seemed scared, maybe even nice, but Arisa knew otherwise. The girl's name was Mikoto and she'd stolen from Uo on more than one occasion. Mikoto ignored the Ladies warnings and laughed in their faces when she received them. She was fearless, but a fool for she stole from the wrong person. And even more of a fool for walking alone in the middle of the night.

Arisa dropped low to the ground, imagining that her body was lighter and quicker, like liquid so she could go undetected. She circled around behind Mikoto and stepped quietly onto the concrete path. Uo quickened her pace, yet was careful to stay quiet. When she was close enough, she gripped the pipe tighter and raised it above her head. Behind her mask Arisa smirked, amusement playing in her eyes as if she were a cat about to feast on her mouse. A second later and without any warning whatsoever, she brought the pipe down hard over the back of Mikoto's head. The girl barely had enough time to scream before Arisa was ontop of her again, her hands gripping the material of her clothing as she spun the girl around. Mikoto's eyes went wide and her mouth opened to scream again, but Arisa reared her arm back and punched her square in the jaw, knocking the other girl onto her back. The victim whimpered and yelped in pain as she writhed on the floor.

"Pathetic." Arisa spat.

She stared down at Mikoto with emotionless eyes for a moment, then kicked her hard in the ribs. The girl screamed and Arisa kicked again.

"Shut up."

She still screamed and Uo still kicked. The barrage came solid for at least thirty seconds. Kick after kick with anger that only built up and fueled her movements. The more she screamed, the more Uo kicked and each kick came harder than the last.

"Shut.. Up!"

Arisa swung her foot across Mikoto's face, silencing the girl's screams. Kneeling down next to her now, Uo grabbed her face and forced Mikoto to look at her. Blood was dripping from the corner of her lips and there was a gash on her cheek from the kick to her face. This brought a slow smile to Arisa's eyes, she got such satisfaction from seeing such a worthless excuse of a person look so beat up and fragile now.

"Laugh at me again.." Uo's eyes narrowed, "I dare you."

Mikoto's eyes widened in fear as her predator spoke, she opened her mouth again to scream. Her voice was annoying Arisa, it was loud and unnecessary which caused too much of a fuss up in her head. Why did people have to be such worms? Why did people have to think they were better than her, stronger than the Ladies? Arisa sighed, their simple minded mistakes would cost them dearly, especially Mikoto. In the back of her mind, she wondered how much a new face would cost her, but the screaming from this girl was starting to boil her blood. With a growl, Uo reared back the pipe once again and slammed it across Mikoto's face.

"I told you to shut up."

Pictures:

Spoiler:

Spoiler: