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  • Name: Motoyama Keita
  • Age: 17
  • Gender: Male
  • Appearance: "Let's get this show on the road, I guess."
  • Personality: Keita's a bit eccentric as far as people go; he's always sharply dressed regardless of the situation, which occasionally makes him stand out in the middle of a crowd of normal high school students. This stands in contrast with his own organization, though, as whenever computers aren't involved, things tends to become cluttered rather easily. Regardless of that, though, he is confident in his abilities to handle whatever comes up... Preferably as a manager or strategist, though. So long as someone else can handle everything on the front-end, Keita's content handling everything from behind the scenes of from afar, even if his own desires inevitably end up with him sticking his head into that, too. It works out well enough most of the time, though, but it can get a bit aggravating to those working with him. He is not egotistical, though; while his pride may interfere with his actions on occasion, Keita will ultimately place finishing an assignment over anyone's spotlight (including his own). He is dead serious when it comes to work ethic, though; he'll pick up the slack if someone falls behind, but after a certain point he'll start ranting nonstop about a peson not doing their part.
  • Skills: Keita's a programmer at heart, so as long as he understands the language and whatever code he's looking at, he should be able to understand how it functions to some degree... Then possibly copy, change, or otherwise manipulate it as he wishes. He also has some experience working with figures and models (which stems from an older sister who loves working with them), but is usually better off working from reference rather than pure imagination.
    In other words, don't make him draw anything. Even his sketches suck.
    He can cook multiple styles of food quite well, though. Cool dad is cool.
  • Equipment: A watch, wallet, smartphone, and keys to his home. If the stuff in his backpack (as well as the backpack itself) counts, then that too.
  • Soul Arts: Con Anima: Keita gives form to an object within his imagination, which he is then able to control with a combination of magical puppet strings or pre-programmed commands. When he is in direct control, the resultant object is much more mobile and powerful than it would be otherwise. The object is limited in scale by his own abilities, though, and at most can only be about 1.5 cubic feet in size at the moment. If enough energy is funneled into an object, it can maintain form indefinitely; the problem is, though, that the consumption rate for that is rather inefficient at best. Once a certain threshold has been reached, though, the object no longer requires energy to exist in the physical sense.
    His slots are hidden on the back of his left wrist, right under his watch.
  • Brief Backstory: Keita was born into a family that was lucky enough to have a windfall of money; his mother was a high-ranking employee in a technology firm, while his father was a world-class chef based within Takezuma City. Even so, while they had no want for money, Keita's parents made sure to keep their children from being too complacent about life just because they had more than others. He and his sister still had to work towards their funds to keep their hobbies afloat, and they had to return results in order to keep that coming, whether that meant good marks in school, creating something in their spare time, doing well at events, or even the usual handling chores in and out of the home. That, in turn, instilled a strong work ethic within him, which led to a consistent desire by other people to work on projects...
    Which tends to backfire when he ends up making the slackers do more work than they would have otherwise.
    Because of said work ethic, though, Keita's life has been fairly active, which means he often goes around to talk and socialize more than one would expect. Some might say that his lifestyle is more befitting an upcoming actor, but Keita himself often denies those claims anyhow.
I don't know why this idea came so fast, but it do.

  • Name: Motoyama Keita
  • Age: 17
  • Gender: Male
  • Appearance: "Let's get this show on the road, I guess."
  • Personality: Keita's a bit eccentric as far as people go; he's always sharply dressed regardless of the situation, which occasionally makes him stand out in the middle of a crowd of normal high school students. This stands in contrast with his own organization, though, as whenever computers aren't involved, things tends to become cluttered rather easily. Regardless of that, though, he is confident in his abilities to handle whatever comes up... Preferably as a manager or strategist, though. So long as someone else can handle everything on the front-end, Keita's content handling everything from behind the scenes of from afar, even if his own desires inevitably end up with him sticking his head into that, too. It works out well enough most of the time, though, but it can get a bit aggravating to those working with him. He is not egotistical, though; while his pride may interfere with his actions on occasion, Keita will ultimately place finishing an assignment over anyone's spotlight (including his own). He is dead serious when it comes to work ethic, though; he'll pick up the slack if someone falls behind, but after a certain point he'll start ranting nonstop about a peson not doing their part.
  • Skills: Keita's a programmer at heart, so as long as he understands the language and whatever code he's looking at, he should be able to understand how it functions to some degree... Then possibly copy, change, or otherwise manipulate it as he wishes. He also has some experience working with figures and models (which stems from an older sister who loves working with them), but is usually better off working from reference rather than pure imagination.
    In other words, don't make him draw anything. Even his sketches suck.
    He can cook multiple styles of food quite well, though. Cool dad is cool.
  • Equipment: A watch, wallet, smartphone, and keys to his home. If the stuff in his backpack (as well as the backpack itself) counts, then that too.
  • Soul Arts: Con Anima: Keita gives form to an object within his imagination, which he is then able to control with a combination of magical puppet strings or pre-programmed commands. When he is in direct control, the resultant object is much more mobile and powerful than it would be otherwise. The object is limited in scale by his own abilities, though, and at most can only be about 1.5 cubic feet in size at the moment. If enough energy is funneled into an object, it can maintain form indefinitely; the problem is, though, that the consumption rate for that is rather inefficient at best. Once a certain threshold has been reached, though, the object no longer requires energy to exist in the physical sense.
    His slots are hidden on the back of his left wrist, right under his watch.
  • Brief Backstory: Keita was born into a family that was lucky enough to have a windfall of money; his mother was a high-ranking employee in a technology firm, while his father was a world-class chef based within Takezuma City. Even so, while they had no want for money, Keita's parents made sure to keep their children from being too complacent about life just because they had more than others. He and his sister still had to work towards their funds to keep their hobbies afloat, and they had to return results in order to keep that coming, whether that meant good marks in school, creating something in their spare time, doing well at events, or even the usual handling chores in and out of the home. That, in turn, instilled a strong work ethic within him, which led to a consistent desire by other people to work on projects...
    Which tends to backfire when he ends up making the slackers do more work than they would have otherwise.
    Because of said work ethic, though, Keita's life has been fairly active, which means he often goes around to talk and socialize more than one would expect. Some might say that his lifestyle is more befitting an upcoming actor, but Keita himself often denies those claims anyhow.
@blumenk: Sorry for not noticing earlier. Accepted.
Ren turned around as he reached the shrine, his pace slowing as the absurdity of the entire situation clicked. There was a giant skeleton storming its way to the shrine, the sky was as red as blood, and...

Well, it seemed as if almost everyone else was some kinda youkai or magician or something, save the old man with a gun who had just arrived. Granted, the gun made him feel no less safer near the shrine than he did otherwise, but there was at least something that he could understand conceptually here.

"Sorry, sir, but I have about as much of a clue about what the heck's happening here as anyone else... In other words, nothing at all," Ren said, bounding up the stairs to the shrine itself and opening the sliding door. The place was caked in dust, but a few things stood out in the dim light that filtered through: a metal bell about half his size with a hammer of sorts next to it and a small talisman that seemed to pulse with light every few seconds. The bell seemed to be pretty useless at the moment, but as things seemed to be rapidly making a turn towards the supernatural with every passing moment, Ren decided to grab the talisman and head outside once more.

Squinting his eyes to see the two people fighting the smaller skeletons, Ren watched as they seemed to effortlessly sweep through the monsters as if they were nothing. While he could appreciate the fact that there was protection now, it was only a matter of time before the giant one made it over...

And he hadn't a clue if they could handle that, regardless of how strong they were.

After a moment, the young man noticed that the talisman in his hand seemed to glow brighter the closer the giant skeleton came. With a small gulp, Ren turned to the rest of the group who had gathered near the shrine and held out the object to the others.

"Okay, gut feeling right now, so don't sue me if it flops, but I think that slapping this thing on that giant skeleton might be good for us. I definitely have all of zero experience in fighting this kinda thing, so... Anyone else feel like testing this theory? I mean, 's all I got, unless you guys think you can break it down somehow," he said, waiting for someone else to pick up the slack for him.

The giant skeleton, on the other hand, seemed to be moving marginally faster after scaling the stairs to the shrine; that, coupled with the increasing rate at which the smaller skeletons spawned, definitely added to the young man's anxiety.

"Okay, while this definitely feels like something out of a manga, I'm probably no stronger than a faceless mob character in the background right now. This sucks."
@easy modo: No, but for now let's stick to the shrine for convenience's sake.
I... May have an idea here, actually. Interest.
@easy modo: Accepted.

Might be a bit weird trying to fit into the chaos atm, though. The option to mess around in the shrine exists if you wanna avoid it, at least?

Edit: Not to say you can't join the problem if you find a way, though.
Ren threw his arms up in the air as the younger girl pointed her weapon at his face, a somewhat worried expression on his face as his glance flitted between her and the wooden sword.

"Well, I mean... If you saw something weird poking out from behind a wall and nobody else saw it, you'd want to check it out to make sure you weren't going crazy, right? Besides, you really think this--" he said, motioning to the sky as he continued. "--is normal? Seriously, what kind of New Year's Eve...?"

As he was about to start complaining to himself, though, the spontaneous appearance of a few other people (who were also presumably dropped in from the middle of the festival) caused him to hold his tongue and turn to address them. While one was a pretty apparent drunkard (which probably meant there wouldn't be much use in trying to talk to them), the other seemed to be a rational human being asking questions that weren't obvious to the point of rhetoric. That was something he could get behind.

"Ah... Well, I saw a weird skeletal arm... Thing... Poking out from behind the shrine. Went over to check, found nothing; turned around, felt like half a dozen things were grabbing me, and then darkness. That's about as succinct an explanation I can give from my end," he said, getting off of his seat on the railing and slowly lowering the girl's bokken with his right arm. "Also, please don't point that at me. There's only so much my mind can take before I start getting anxious."

The pseudo-sarcasm loaded in his voice was half-serious, and though the girl definitely seemed to be a few years his junior, she was armed and he was not. A bunch of bruises from being whacked by a wooden blade was not something he wanted at the moment.

"Well, regardless of what's going on, we're not getting anywhere without some exploration..." he began to say before noticing the ground starting to shake under the group--the pebbles that seemed to jump into the air every few seconds was an indication of that, if anything.

"...Huh? Okay, what's--"

Before he could finish that question, though, an unearthly roar came from the bottom of the steps to the shrine before a giant skeletal arm came crashing down right in their field of view. Another one soon followed, dragging a giant skeleton that seemed to be the size of a large house up towards the group.

Ren stared in shock for a few moments before the skeleton moved again, dragging its body further up the stairs.

"Oh, shit," he swore before taking a few steps back up, moving closer to the shrine. "Nope. I'm running. Not dealing with that. No way."

With a few more steps back as the monster let out another scream, Ren took a look around before noticing that a few smaller skeletons were beginning to claw their way out of the darkness under the thing's ribcage.

"Er... I vote... We run. NOW."

With that last statement, Ren turned around and began to run, passing by another girl and a... Weird headless person of some sort okay it was probably long past time to freak out by now but there were bigger problems at hand. No way that sort of thing would go down to anything less than a few RPG blasts to the head. Or some sort of magical sword from a game bisecting it.

What the heck was up with today?!
@VitaVitaAR: Accepted. iirc you're introducing her later anyhow, so that's fine by me.

@blumenk: While there's nothing wrong with the character itself, uh... I feel like we'd have too many characters from outside of Japan with the addition of yours. Also a lot of non-humans, but that aside, having nearly half the cast from outside of Japan in an RP in Japan seems... I dunno, strange?

It may seem like flimsy reasoning, but I think that the cast should make sense within context of the setting, and having too many outsiders doesn't make sense in context. Maybe if this was like, America or something, that'd fly, but... Not here. Sorry.
@GreenGoat: Yes. The Caster that was shot was a fake and the trigger for the gargantuan golem now forming over the horizon. Once it was shot, the ground under the fake rose up and became the basis for what's now slowly moving towards the city.
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