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parousian[ Blood smears across the screen with a dirt-smudged hand, before the Hitomi is tilted upwards at its owner. Madara stares down at the camera, with fire behind his irises that is trying to burn its way right out. Behind the layers of blood and bruises and dirt is a layer of something unhinged and wild and asking for war. There he is with fire burning behind him and his lips are as torn as the rest of his appearance. ]
My dear comrades and friends, for two months I traveled this world, in search of the gods that brought us here. I have questioned for what purpose we have been brought to this place and sought to find the meaning behind the incidents that have occurred in this land before our time. I could not understand why we have been forced to exist in this small world with a handful of the very seeds of oppression that sought to choke us in the world from which we came if we are not allowed to liberate ourselves from the chains that yoked us and made us submissive and small in size, living in the shadows out of fear of being hunted and slaughtered like the animals they thought us to be.
[ Madara's gestures are large and sweeping, flourishing the rhythm of his speech. ]
I could not comprehend why we were then wedded to the people who wanted us dead, our hearts meddled with, and our convictions thwarted to a travesty of a fool's game and tragic comedy, and traveled the lands in hopes of coming across a being who could tell me why.
[ He stops for a moment then and tries to catch his breath, reaching out to a tree for support, skeins of black tumbling down all around his face. ]
I have since come across one such being, and survived a divine struggle where my mettle and worth as a true shinobi was tested. And that is why I come before you now in this worn-down appearance. I was told of the truth of this place and the war amongst the gods from before time began. I was told that we were brought here to be reshaped and remolded in the image of the gods who took away the divine, righteous rule of the earth through murder and treachery and oppressed members of their own class in their hunger for power.
The being I spoke to spoke of a war that we are torn between -- a war that has been steadily brewing and growing even in this place of illusionary peace and dreams. We have been fooled to believe that we must live in harmony and learn some higher purpose when the truth is that we have been made clay pawns on their great chess board.
A meeting about this is necessary. We must reconvene as soon as time will allow to discuss our alternatives.
There is...
[ And he pauses once more, a frown drawing down his eyebrows. ]
... much to consider. And we have wasted too much time dreaming.
My dear comrades and friends, for two months I traveled this world, in search of the gods that brought us here. I have questioned for what purpose we have been brought to this place and sought to find the meaning behind the incidents that have occurred in this land before our time. I could not understand why we have been forced to exist in this small world with a handful of the very seeds of oppression that sought to choke us in the world from which we came if we are not allowed to liberate ourselves from the chains that yoked us and made us submissive and small in size, living in the shadows out of fear of being hunted and slaughtered like the animals they thought us to be.
[ Madara's gestures are large and sweeping, flourishing the rhythm of his speech. ]
I could not comprehend why we were then wedded to the people who wanted us dead, our hearts meddled with, and our convictions thwarted to a travesty of a fool's game and tragic comedy, and traveled the lands in hopes of coming across a being who could tell me why.
[ He stops for a moment then and tries to catch his breath, reaching out to a tree for support, skeins of black tumbling down all around his face. ]
I have since come across one such being, and survived a divine struggle where my mettle and worth as a true shinobi was tested. And that is why I come before you now in this worn-down appearance. I was told of the truth of this place and the war amongst the gods from before time began. I was told that we were brought here to be reshaped and remolded in the image of the gods who took away the divine, righteous rule of the earth through murder and treachery and oppressed members of their own class in their hunger for power.
The being I spoke to spoke of a war that we are torn between -- a war that has been steadily brewing and growing even in this place of illusionary peace and dreams. We have been fooled to believe that we must live in harmony and learn some higher purpose when the truth is that we have been made clay pawns on their great chess board.
A meeting about this is necessary. We must reconvene as soon as time will allow to discuss our alternatives.
There is...
[ And he pauses once more, a frown drawing down his eyebrows. ]
... much to consider. And we have wasted too much time dreaming.
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Date: 2009-12-21 09:30 am (UTC)[ Madara is pleased to see her. It has been quite some time that he has spoken to anyone -- besides the being who he fought for an entire night. And now it is dawn, and the morning is red and glorious and Madara sees the world with different eyes. ]
My opponent only told me his story, but denied me his name. There must be some reason for his discretion; I suspect it is because the others are listening. Or perhaps he wishes to test me further.
[ He pauses now for a moment, glancing around him. Trees smolder in the distance, broken and charred. ]
I appreciate your offer to help, but I am leaving here in a moment, once I have gathered enough chakra to do so.
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Date: 2009-12-21 09:51 am (UTC)[There is some strange quality to his eyes that Yukari does not recall being there before. She thinks she approves of it. He is ragged and bloody but he looks strong. Like he's ready to take on anything.
Well, it's not unjustified. He did just fight a god, after all.]
If you were to tell me the story, I could likely identify him. But if you would rather not speak of this over the Hitomi...?
[Since Madara seems to think other are listening in.]
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Date: 2009-12-21 09:59 am (UTC)I do not think we should speak about this over this device. We should meet, but I must first tend to my injuries. Do you remember the way to my home in Kirigakure?
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Date: 2009-12-21 10:04 am (UTC)I'll meet you there, I suppose.
Be careful, Madara-dono.
And if something comes up, do call.
[Not that he would, but saying so opens up the possibility of a great "I told you so" moment.]