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Ken Ozawa

Ken Ozawa was not like most teenagers his age - rather than spend his time in his room or hanging out with friends, he was currently sitting outside a convenience store with a cheap ice cream bar he bought. Ken was working on his math homework, which was more advanced than the work at his old school. It also probably felt more advanced because he was seriously trying to work on it for once - at his old school, he was far more focused on working at his job and rarely did his homework, or at most copied it from people he sat near before class started. But now, with no job to take up his time and no hobbies, Ken found himself putting serious effort into his education for once.

He was eager to do something more interesting and took a break as soon as he felt a slight pulling on his sleeve. Nothing was there - at least, nothing Ken could see. He wasn't sure what the force was - it had suddenly started manifesting itself a few days prior. While something like this was a bit concerning at first, you'd be surprised how fast you could get used to such an overtly supernatural effect. Normally it was very weak, to the point that Ken would barely notice it was present. It was the same right now, but Ken allowed himself to turn towards where the force pulled him. He did the same thing over the time he had it, and it had only really ever benefitted him.

A short distance away, in the slowly darkening sky, Ken noticed what appeared to be a light floating high in the air. Ken took a few seconds to realize it wasn't the sun - maybe a drone or some sort of public display? All the same, the force had done as he asked and showed him a method to pass the time more smoothly. Ken began to walk his way towards the light, not even noticing the ever so slight pull of his power directing him towards it.

It didn't take long for Ken to realize how horrible of a mistake he made. When he finally entered the park, where the light seemed to originate from, there was something that Ken had never seen in his entire life. A bipedal creature resembling some kind of Arthropod was bursting out of the ground to attack some guy around Ken's age. Ken quickly turned to leave, assuming he was intruding on the set of some movie. It made sense anyways - there was another girl who had a sword made of fire and another man with what appeared to be an ink brush. It took a second for Ken to realize that the special effects were a little too advanced here - didn't people use computers to add in the environment and the monsters to the movies? And the area looked was being destroyed pretty violently...

What convinced Ken was his powers - the force that he had felt the last few days was far stronger, at least thrice as powerful as it was a few minutes prior. And it was still pulling him directly towards that giant monster.

Normally, Ken would leave a situation like this immediately. However, this was the first time he had noticed his powers acting up like this. If he knew where his powers came from, and more importantly, how they could suddenly get so powerful... Well, Ken had quite a few ideas on how to use his strengthened force far more effectively.

Ken kept his distance from the monster, focusing inside of himself. A small barrier of light appeared near him before flickering away when he lost focus. He had other powers besides that force... Well, he only noticed them now since it was so much easier to use these powers right now for some reason. Ken eventually elected to stay away from the fight and jump in if the other guys needed help, or the monster seemed especially weakened - Ken felt the woman with a sword on fire and the girl with what looked like a gun were far more equipped to deal with the creature than he was.

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I've also been pretty busy thanks to Midterms - post will be out tomorrow, Sunday at the latest.

Edit: Got about halfway through my post after a pretty hectic day, but it's really late where I'm at right now and I have classes tomorrow. I will probably finish the other half of my post when I get off work tomorrow.

DanMachi: Alter Oration [DEAD]

Will get a post out sometime tomorrow!

THE OUSAMA GAME | a Short-Term Horror

As it turned out, Ryan was the first person to escape from the coffins. Maybe it was all the time he spent around noxious chemicals from his line of work or the fact that he was heavyset for his height from working out, but he seemed to have woken up first from whatever drug was used to keep them all asleep. He was quickly followed by others, however - whether they awoke from his voice or he had no impact on it whatsoever, it didn't make a difference.

The first to emerge after Ryan was a tall Asian girl, and she seemed to be just as nervous as Ryan was. That confirmed it - these other coffins were occupied, and the people in them were at least in a somewhat similar situation as Ryan.

"W-Who.. Did..Did you come out from there too..?"

Ryan nodded in response to the question, not speaking. It wasn't for any particular reason - it was just easier than actually voicing his confirmation. And when it came to names, Ryan felt it would probably be a bit better to wait for the others to get out of their coffins and save the effort of reintroducing himself. Ryan was nervous, and trying to keep order in this situation was the best thing he could do to stay calm. Soon, another coffin opened, and an even taller man climbed out of it. This blond guy seemed more muscular than what Ryan was used to seeing from people in public - maybe his arms could use a little work, but his shirt definitely showed his chest.

Now was not the freaking time to inspect another dude's physique - Ryan had to remind himself that he was in a life and death situation, and as soon as he did, he felt the ice in his veins return once more. This was real, or at least the pain in his injured hand made it seem that way. He had to keep that in mind - in more than a few dreams, Ryan had killed himself in order to wake up, and he didn't want to lose his sense of reality.

"Something bad must have happened to us, to find ourselves here."

The blond said something both very obvious, and very informative. Being kidnapped was unfortunate, but maybe they were kidnapped for a reason - something they did. Ryan thought about what he could have done that would have warranted kidnapping...

Well, Ryan tried, but it seemed more likely that they were picked at random. Ryan couldn't think of anything especially heinous he had done that anyone would know about - his cannibalism was a secret no one knew of... Unless his Ex found his Freexer? No, that was impossible. He'd be in jail by now if that was the case. Maybe he had said the wrong thing while drunk and pissed off some rich bozo? Whatever the case, Ryan still couldn't figure out why they were all being kidnapped.

Another Asian girl with black hair pulled herself from her coffin, but this one's hair was much less messy - pretty surprising, considering she was inside of a decrepit coffin.

"Ugh, my whole body's in pain. Why is my whole body in pain?"

"I-I don't know for sure, but I think we may have been drugged... That seems like the only way they could carve these t-things into our hands."

Ryan held up his hand, which bore the number four in angry, crimson red. The wound was fresh and considering Ryan got up fast enough that it didn't have time to coagulate, it couldn't have been older than a few hours at most. Benefits of being a Mortician, Ryan knew a little about the human body - it didn't seem possible that the kidnapper could have carved into them without some kind of anesthetic to keep them unconscious...

Ryan's line of thinking was interrupted by yet another coffin opening. It was good - the more people there were, the safer they would all be... unless the kidnapper had a gun. Another girl popped out of a seperate coffin, who didn't offer any greetings to those already awake - instead of focusing on the rules in blood. Ryan didn't mind much since the situation was pretty intimidating. It was understandable if this girl didn't want to chat with these random people she met in a place like this. Another coffin opened, and Ryan's focus shifted off of this girl.

The new arrival was another girl, and Ryan didn't even notice the more masculine traits they had. Ryan would have preferred someone who was less authoritative, but to be honest, that was at the bottem of his list of issues at the moment. He simply nodded at the girl(?) and tried not to question the fact they sampled the blood on the wall. Ryan knew it was blood the moment he saw it from his yeaers of experience being around corpses, but he never expected someone to try tasting it - hopefully the kid didn't have an open wound in his mouth, cause that blood could be carrying anything.

Then again, Ryan was in no place to say who couldn't put blood in their mouth. It wasn't too big of a deal anyways, a disease is bad, but still low on the pecking order in this situation. The last coffin remained closed, and Ryan simply assumed that no one was present inside - Riley's introduction was a little loud, considering they were very eager to get the taste of blood out of their mouth.

A soft grinding began to emenate from somehwere below, steadliy increasing in volume. It could be the kidnapper coming to kill them! Ryan's eyes immediatly shifted to his coffin - he could easily break the door off and use it as shielf, though that wouldn't really deter a bullet too much. Eventually, the grinding stopped, and the once empty dumbwaiter opening had been filled. It came down... it was sent from someone upstairs? That could mean that there were other survivors where no one could reach them... or the Kidnapper was up there...

Ryan eyed the other Players before making his way towards the dumbwaiter, trying to have a confident stride. The thing could be trapped, and the strongest people in the room were Ryan and the Blond man. If this thing was trapped, then one of them would have the easiest time dealing with it... and Ryan felt asking a guy he didn't know to check it out was a bit too much.

Once he got to the dumbwaiter, Ryan shook his arms out and hopped in place for a few seconds, before grabbing the contents of the device and pulling his hand out as fast as possible. He crumpled the notecards a little bit but quickly dropped one of the items. A sharp piece of glass with a small amount of blood clinked against the floor, but its thickness prevented it from shattering. Ryan quickly moved the cards to his uninjured hand, a slight cut on his hand lightly bleeding from where he grabbed the glass.

"Ah, Fuck! I knew it was trapped... O-oh, I'll read these cards out."

Ryan chose to read the longer card first since it seemed to be more important.

"Welcome to The King's Game. See the rules above. If you... If you all die, the King wins... If you don't want to die, kill The King?"

This was getting worse by the minute. The kidnapper, this King... he wanted to kill them? That was bit more intimidating than just Kidnapping... After a few seconds of nervous contemplation, Ryan moved onto the second card.

"King's Order... Player #2 and Player #7. One must cut, the other will bleed."

The color drained from Ryan's face as he eyed the glass. It hadn't been a trap... it was a tool. No, it'd be more apt to call it a weapon. Ryan dropped the cards on to where the knife had fallen and walked away from it, hands held in a small surrender.

"T-this is, uh... T-this is a bit much for me... I'm, um, Number 4, so I'll just leave these here..."

Ryan showed his number to the others once again, as if to verify what he just said. Ryan was disturbed by the fact that he might die here, so he wanted to reflect on the situation on his own. He wasn't Player 2 or 7, so this Order wasn't his business. Ryan did wish he was paying a little more attention to the other people's hands as they climbed out of their coffins, however.

THE OUSAMA GAME | a Short-Term Horror

Not my best post, but I wanted to try getting something out tonight before I hit the sack.

THE OUSAMA GAME | a Short-Term Horror

A low, pained groan emanated from the confines of Coffin #4. It's occupant, the young Ryan Watts, slowly came to consciousness within the darkness of his container. He was probably one of the calmest players to awaken from their coffins - working as a mortician over the age of 21, there had been several blackout incidents in the past where Ryan treated alcohol a little too liberally. At first, Ryan assumed this must have been another situation just like the ones in the past - maybe a friend or a client wanted to spend the night drinking, and Ryan simply misremembered climbing into his own bed the night prior. He sighed slightly, annoyed by the pain he felt all across his body and was about to leave the gloomy coffin he awoke in.

He froze when he saw the teeth. Small holes were drilled into each individual tooth where the string was pulled through, with what seemed to be care and precision far beyond that of a blackout drunk Ryan. In the middle of the necklace was a pendant that shifted gently from gravity and the movement of air nearby - it took some effort to make out the initials D.C. on the back. While initially Ryan wasn't too disturbed by the grisly necklace, he quickly went pale in the face when he noticed this pendant. Ryan pulled his sleeve over his hand and gently opened the pendant to find a child's tooth. Ryan could tell it was a child's - he had worked on numerous children's bodies in the past and had even tried the flesh of one near the beginning of his cannibalistic outings. Children didn't sate his palate, but this necklace had nearly made him vomit. Was it a threat? Dennis still had some baby teeth - is this one he had already lost or is this some random corpses' tooth? Whatever it was, it was clearly the freshest tooth on the necklace, and Ryan was disturbed immensely by this.

Ryan slid the necklace into the pocket of his track pants, being cautious to keep his fingers from directly touching it. If he was lucky, he could get it searched for fingerprints when he got back home. Ryan tried lifting the cover of his casket open, but was met by resistance - it was locked. He pushed hard with his arms and the cover broke easily - less from Ryan's strength, and more so because the wood was of very poor quality. Ryan took several deep breaths, doing his best to calm his nerves. He had no idea where the hell he was, and the fact that he was in a room full of other coffins did not help him keep calm. The thought of climbing the stairs for a better view and to find some windows crossed Ryan's mind, but the only stairway he could see was decrepit and unusable. Looking back at his Casket, Ryan saw a small red mark against the base of it. It was blood - specifically, it was blood from the large #4 carved into Ryan's hand. That explained the pain and dreariness, whoever kidnapped him must have drugged Ryan in order to carve something that looked so painful into his flesh without him waking up.

Ryan read the bloody text on the wall with a fair bit of fear and confusion leaking onto his face. Was it... Some kind of game? Ryan felt another wave of nausea come over him but managed to not throw up. He didn't know when he would next get food or water, so he couldn't waste what he already had in his system. The rules and the sounds of other people waking up caused Ryan to realize he wasn't alone in this predicament. He noticed the other Caskets earlier but had not thought to help open them in his panicked daze. Ryan called out to the others, who he assumed were victims just like he was.

"H-hello? Do you guys know where the h-hell we are?"

*+. Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Coldplay .+*

Haven't seen a Jojo RP in awhile, seems like this could be pretty fun - Interested!

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Ken Ozawa

Character Sheets

Name: Ken Ozawa

Age: 17

Appearance:

My Hider

Ken lacks any real distinguishing features, with black hair in a common style and an almost constantly monotone voice. He is slightly below average in height and weight, but that would only be noticeable if he was standing right next to someone taller. He always seems very bored and uninterested, unless showing a different emotion would be more beneficial for him at a certain point in time. Ken's belief in staying anonymous and not standing out has caused him to not have any really outstanding fashion choices - his only real defining choice of attire is that he almost always wears formal or semi-formal clothes, and he always has a pack of cigarettes on him, despite being too young to buy them. His Magical State is exactly the same as his normal one, which he does not mind too much.

Secret Wish:

My Hider

Despite his rough exterior, Ken would love nothing more than to take care of people who need help.

Background:
Ken was born to a perfectly normal family, with his mother being a nurse and his father working as a manager in a somewhat large office building. In his youth, he always enjoyed his mother's work far more - the thought of helping people heal seemed almost magical to the young Ken, and he used to dream of becoming a nurse just like his mother. Ken's father, however, wanted his son to be successful financially and didn't think that becoming a Nurse was going to be enough to give his son everything he wanted from life. For the rest of Ken's life, he was taken to nearly every function and family event that occurred at his father's company, in a vain attempt at sparking Ken's interest in the dull life of a Salaryman.

While the attempts to spurn interest from his son failed, Ken's father did succeed in deciding Ken's career path. At the age of 14, Ken finally realized how precious money was - not from any major incident or tragic event, or anything interesting like that. No, Ken realized how precious money was when he accidentally broke a precious vase while playing at a friend's house, which his father had to pay a for. Ken never felt guilty over this, primarily because his parents constantly reaffirmed how it was only an accident - instead, he was awestruck how the parents of his friend instantly changed from furious to docile as soon as they saw Ken's father write them a check. Money was the closest thing there was to a real-life Superpower, at least to Ken's knowledge at this time.

Ken's father capitalized on this as soon as he noticed and leaped at the chance to offer his son a part-time job at the company he worked for. While it took a few months to get into a good balance between work and school, Ken was quick to become a favorite among his coworkers, thanks to his youth and ability to act how people wanted him to. For the first year, each paycheck was like a dream come true - one which Ken never spent, and instead saved for some later point in time.

Inevitably, Ken grew jaded of this monotony. He sacrificed his social life in order to maintain his grades and work schedule, and with the only thing breaking up his day-to-day grind being the occasional event at the company, he rapidly grew disinterested in most aspects of his life. The only thing he really enjoyed anymore was his wealth, which was quite impressive for someone of his age and background. With both of his parents fearful of his newfound apathy and regretful that their son lost a lot of his childhood, both decided that time away from work and a new environment would do him some good. His family moved to Angel City, Ken's mother choosing to find a new job at one of the hospitals in the city while his father transferred to the Angel City Branch of the company he worked for.

At a new school where he knew no one, Ken felt the need to change his identity. He had no idea what this city or school was like, and didn't feel safe with such a major change to his daily life. He decided to try and be as anonymous as possible, and fit into the crowd so he wouldn't be targeted in some way. Unfortunately, this would prove to be impossible.

Monster Fighting Abilities:
Supply: With a decent chunk of magical energy, Ken is capable of fixing a person's most important possession - themselves. Ken can heal wounds, with the cost being based on the level of damage - a scratch or flesh wound could be healed for almost nothing, while life-threatening injuries would need an entire night's worth of magical energy, and still leave Ken drained for the next few days.

Savings: Ken is capable of forming barriers of green light. These barriers are able to take several weak hits without shattering, with strength directly proportional to how small the barrier is. These barriers can theoretically be used offensively, such as by forming a wall while an enemy is punching, but they cannot be formed inside of things, making it only useful for defense and as a counter. Surprisingly this is Ken's least costly ability and can be used very liberally.

The Invisible Hand: A variation of Telekinesis, this is by far Ken's most complex ability. The Invisible Hand is controlled by Ken's unconscious desires and obeys it with an animalistic intellect. If he is hungry it will bring something edible to him, and if he is tired it will pull him somewhere quiet and comfortable. The Invisible Hand has a massive range of half a kilometer, and has an extremely low mana cost at its weakest levels, but is very weak and cannot be directed to do something that Ken doesn't really want to do. At it's worst, it could even pull him away from situations he thinks is too dangerous, or try to prevent him from doing something that stresses him.

At its usual strength, The Invisible Hand can use 5 pounds of force. It could be pumped up to a higher strength with mana, but this is horribly inefficient - using a day's worth of mana would only boost the strength to 50 pounds, for a few seconds. The Invisible Hand is aware of things that are happening within its range, such as the presence of monsters or the location of easily seen objects, but it is nowhere near Omniscient and can only find things that a normal person would be able to see at a glance - it cannot actively search for things. And, while it knows many things in its range, it can't communicate with Ken outside of pulling and pushing him - and even then, would only do so if Ken wanted something The Invisible Hand knew about.

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@IceHeart
Got it, those are pretty reasonable concerns. How about this instead:

The Invisible Hand: A variation of Telekinesis, this is by far Ken's most complex ability. The Invisible Hand is controlled by Ken's unconscious desires and obeys it with an animalistic intellect. If he is hungry it will bring something edible to him, and if he is tired it will pull him somewhere quiet and comfortable. The Invisible Hand has a massive range of half a kilometer, and has an extremely low mana cost at its weakest levels, but is very weak and cannot be directed to do something that Ken doesn't really want to do. At it's worst, it could even pull him away from situations he thinks is too dangerous, or try to prevent him from doing something that stresses him.

At its usual strength, The Invisible Hand can use 5 pounds of force. It could be pumped up to a higher strength with mana, but this is horribly inefficient - using a day's worth of mana would only boost the strength to 50 pounds, for a few seconds. The Invisible Hand is aware of things that are happening within its range, such as the presence of monsters or the location of easily seen objects, but it is nowhere near Omniscient and can only find things that a normal person would be able to see at a glance - it cannot actively search for things. And, while it knows many things in its range, it can't communicate with Ken outside of pulling and pushing him - and even then, would only do so if Ken wanted something The Invisible Hand knew about.

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A little complex, but I was really fascinated with the concept when I was taking my economics elective. I could also go with just normal telekinesis if you think this is a bit vague/weird, but I feel controllable Telekinesis might be a little overpowered considering its versatility. The awareness thing is mostly because no one else has any sensory ability and that might make things difficult, but I'd understand if you feel that is pushing it a bit far.

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@IceHeart
Things took a bit longer to take care of than I expected - this guy need any changes?

Ken Ozawa

Character Sheets

Name: Ken Ozawa

Age: 17

Appearance:

My Hider

Ken lacks any real distinguishing features, with black hair in a common style and an almost constantly monotone voice. He is slightly below average in height and weight, but that would only be noticeable if he was standing right next to someone taller. He always seems very bored and uninterested, unless showing a different emotion would be more beneficial for him at a certain point in time. Ken's belief in staying anonymous and not standing out have caused him to not have any really outstanding fashion choices - his only real defining choice of attire is that he almost always wears formal or semi-formal clothes, and he always has a pack of cigarettes on him, despite being too young to buy them. His Magical State is exactly the same as his normal one, which he does not mind too much.

Secret Wish:

My Hider

Despite his rough exterior, Ken would love nothing more than to take care of people who need help.

Background:
Ken was born to a perfectly normal family, with his mother being a nurse and his father working as a manager in a somewhat large office building. In his youth, he always enjoyed his mother's work far more - the thought of helping people heal seemed almost magical to the young Ken, and he used to dream of becoming a nurse just like his mother. Ken's father, however, wanted his son to be successful financially, and didn't think becoming a Nurse was going to be enough to give his son everything he wanted from life. For the rest of Ken's life, he was taken to nearly every function and family event that occured at his father's company, in a vain attempt at sparking Ken's interest in the dull life of a Salaryman.

While the attempts to spurn interest from his son failed, Ken's father did succeed in deciding Ken's career path. At the age of 14, Ken finally realized how precious money was - not from any major incident or tragic event, or anything interesting like that. No, Ken realized how precious money was when he accidentally broke a precious vase while playing at a friend's house, which his father had to pay a for. Ken never felt guilty over this, primarily because his parents constantly reaffirmed how it was only an accident - instead, he was awestruck how the parents of his friend instantly changed from furious to docile as soon as they saw Ken's father write them a check. Money was the closest thing there was to a real life Superpower, at least to Ken's knowledge at this time.

Ken's father capitalized on this as soon as he noticed, and leapt at the chance to offer his son a part time job at the company he worked for. While it took a few months to get into a good balance between work and school, Ken was quick to become a favorite among his coworkers, thanks to his youth and ability to act how people wanted him to. For the first year, each paycheck was like a dream come true - one which Ken never spent, and instead saved for some later point in time.

Inevitably, Ken grew jaded of this monotiny. He sacrificed his social life in order to maintain his grades and work schedule, and with the only thing breaking up his day-to-day grind being the occasional event at the company, he rapidly grew disinterested in most aspects of his life. The only thing he really enjoyed anymore was his wealth, which was quite impressive for someone of his age and background. With both of his parents fearful of his newfound apathy and regretful that their son lost a lot of his childhood, both decided that time away from work and a new environment would do him some good. His family moved to Angel City, Ken's mother choosing to find a new job at one of the hospitals in the city while his father transfered to the Angel City Branch of the company he worked for.

At a new school where he knew no one, Ken felt the need to change his identity. He had no idea what this city or school was like, and didn't feel safe with such a major change to his daily life. He decided to try and be as anonymous as possible, and fit into the crowd so he wouldn't be targeted in some way. Unfortunately, this would prove to be impossible.

Monster Fighting Abilities:
Deficit: This ability can seal a single ability of a single opponent, rendering it unusable. The effect lasts as long as Ken is able to focus, but can be broken by things like an attack or extremely distracting stimuli like illusions. While extremely potent against a single opponent, swarms or groups completely remove its use.

Supply: With a decent chunk of magical energy, Ken is capable of fixing a person's most important possession - themselves. Ken can heal wounds, with the cost being based on the level of damage - a scratch or flesh wound could be healed for almost nothing, while life-threatening injuries would need an entire night's worth of magical energy, and still leave Ken drained for the next few days.

Demand: Manifesting as a red tendril, this ability can be used as a somewhat poor method of maneuverability by launching the user off of a surface or connecting them to a wall. It's main use, however, is its ability to forcibly activate other creature's abilities. Upon piercing an enemy, the User can temporarily activate one of the victim's abilities, as well as choose things like the direction it is used in and how much force is used. This ability costs as much as the ability being used and while potent, it usually ineffective against highly durable opponents. The tendril is only moderately sharp, making monsters resistant to piercing essentially immune.

Savings: Ken is capable of forming barriers of green light. These barriers are able to take several weak hits without shattering, with strength directly proportional to how small the barrier is. These barriers can theoretically be used offensively, such as by forming a wall while an enemy is punching, but they cannot be formed inside of things, making it only useful for defense and as a counter. Surprisingly this is Ken's least costly ability and can be used very liberally.