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Kensei Shimiza

"A Demon? Ok, it doesn't make a difference to me, you're welcome to stay in my apartment." :D

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a character in “For the Love of the Game”, as played by ZombieGil

Description

Kensei "Ken" Shimiza
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Age
18

Role
Fire Male

Gender
Male

Partner
Lidiya Ugov

Abilities/Skills
There aren’t many natural abilities, just skills that have been acquired throughout his lifetime. Kensei isn’t much of an arts guy, but he excels in the field of music. Having a knack for keeping rhythm and setting a beat, Kensei found he was an excellent drummer. The nature of keeping the beat and having good rhythm only promoted his talent for dance. Having taken upon himself to learn proper ballroom dancing, he has immersed himself in music. It’s more of an obsession than a skill, but Kensei is rather accomplished at pyrotechnics. He’s especially proficient with fireworks, occasionally creating his own. Computers, and technology in general, have become some of Kensei’s oldest and most cherished possessions. Although it really isn’t a skill or ability, Kensei is color blind. He only sees various shades of grey, which can occasionally lead to great confusion when choosing his daily attire. Despite his inability to distinguish colors to a great extent, Kensei loves to piece together puzzles (which usually takes him significantly longer since he cannot organize pieces based on color).

Personality
One word: Colorful. Kensei is blessed with the grace of social butterfly. He loves to talk with people, loves making friends and loves hanging out. He doesn’t have much fear for the unknown and will usually jump head first into many situations. Kensei is naturally fiery and occasionally explosive. He’ll snap back witty remarks, as well as call someone out. He doesn’t stand for injustice and will throw himself into the line of fire (unless it’s the line of fire for a gun). His many burns have been results of firework accidents where he’d throw himself as a shield. On top of his feisty attitude, Kensei is pretty welcoming and understanding. He’s been known to house people in his apartment and treat most everyone equal. Kensei is honestly just an open-minded guy.
He has his moods though, literally ranging from carefree and kind to angry and hateful. Kensei usually is in between the two, at his happy medium. Here, he’s pretty much a fun guy; acting on a whim, not overthinking anything but not acting stupid. A major flaw is his common brazen attitude. He’ll often overplay himself and act as if he was the best. He’ll even go as far as to claim he’s the “God” of whatever he’s talking about. He also exaggerates everything he’s passionate about; from fencing to drumming, dancing to fireworks. Kensei is often said to burn with passion, although he’s only had one girlfriend and that didn’t work out to well.


Likes
~Fencing
~Dancing (Specifically Ballroom)
~Bruce Lee (Idol)
~Technology (Computers)
~Fire/Pyrotechnics (Fireworks)
~Sushi + Tofu
~Cherry Blossom Trees (Sakura Trees)
~Music/Drums
~Perfume/Cologne/Candles (To Smell)
~Puzzles (Literal Puzzles; like the 500-Piece ones)
~Wearing Polo Shirts


Dislikes
~Being in the Middle of Arguments (Fights that he has to solve)
~Knowing Way too Many People (Being a Social Butterfly)
~Cigarettes/Smoking
~Wearing Pants (Not Perverted*)
~Prissy Women
~Coloring Books (He's colorblind)
~Sarcasm (He sucks at realizing sarcasm)
~Cliches (Especially Romantic Ones)
~Pictures (Either taking them or being in them)


Weakness
~Naturally Bad Eyes – Although it’s been a factor of his life since his birth, his colorblindness has given him much more grief than he needs. He’s also has great issue distinguishing objects in the distance and must wear glasses.
~Drowning – Having a nature that prefers to stand on solid ground, Kensei isn’t much of a swimmer. On top of that, he doesn’t know how to swim. He’s not really afraid of water, just drowning in it.
~Firearms – Kensei has always been afraid of firearms, in general, being shot. He’s heard stories, and his father being a former Police Officer, he learned what firearms can really do. Kensei is deathly afraid of firearms and has been known to completely lock up and pass out when having one pointed at him, even fake firearms.
~Awesome Sense of Smell – Man, smell is something that is a blessing and a curse. Kensei loves smelling everything… in secret obviously. He loves when women, and honestly men, wear perfume or cologne, respectively. He loves smelling various foods, but this enhanced smell has led him to some awkward situations. Especially those pertaining to the “Who smelt it, dealt it” joke.
~Multiple Colors – Due to suffering from colorblindness, Kensei cannot handle tons of colors all at once. The strain on his eyes will cause severe headaches and mental strain.
~Breaking a Limb – Kensei is absolutely terrified of breaking a limb and losing the ability to participate in Fencing, Drumming or Dancing. All three are major activities in his life.


Appearance Description
Kensei stands at 5’11” with flawless pale white skin. He weighs roughly 152 lbs. His hair and eyes are both hazel, although his hair is slightly lighter. Kensei’s hair reaches just past his eyes and generally goes in every direction. The hair basically reaches down the back of his neck and covers most of his ears. His eyebrows are thin and his face cleanly shaven. Kensei is overall thin, being able to notice hints of his collar bone at the base of his neck. He almost always wears rather concealed clothing due to the multiple scars he’s receives (mostly from fire accidents).

Feelings about other characters.
Demons (3rd Person)
Lidiya Ugov: Kensei would consider Lidiya someone he could get along with, just not live with. She smokes and Kensei hates smokers. Otherwise, she's a pretty cool chick. She likes fire, scented candles and most importantly music. Hopefully she'll understand Kensei's urges to drum on practically any surface at any given moment. He assumes that she'd take interest in his genius since she is also intelligent; nothing better than a pair of sharp minds.
Feldt Bakuko Seiei: Feldt would make a real good friend being so outspoken and all. They both enjoy music, then again who doesn't? The only significant difference between them is that Feldt enjoys reading where Kensei isn't much into books.
Kiera Katzubin: What can Kensei do about this Demon. She isn't into much of anything aside from fighting... She doesn't like children D: Children are fantastic! At least that's what Kensei thinks. On top of that, she's night owl... Kensei is a morning man. Enough said.
Kazami Ito: It's rather interesting to Kensei that some people can be like minded but so different. Kazami is one of those cases and it's rather intriguing to Kensei. She's much more of a quiet observer where Kensei is that guy who'll jump right into any situation and get the details. Their big similarity is the understanding the two share of most everyone and that's saying a lot. Kensei doesn't always find his open-minded understanding to be a blessing, but he's lived with it and it seems that Kazami hasn't reached the point where she's been taken advantage of, yet. He could be wrong though.
Humans (1st Person)
Taiki Fujimoto: Well... Taiki just so happens to be an employee at the local grocery store. I see him working there quite often, scratch that, ALL THE TIME. I honestly haven't seen him outside of his job. Actually, I may have seen him once or twice in school or when I take walks, but it's pretty rare for me. So my impression isn't much of anything, just that he appears to be a good worker.
Nadakai Takeo: This kid, Takeo... He's not someone I'd consider a good friend, but he's definitely not someone I'd call an enemy. He's just an acquaintance at best, simply because we don’t share many interests. I’ve heard that he’s an excellent swimmer and I’ve always assumed he was rather popular. I really don’t talk to him, save a few times but he does appear to be a nice guy.
Ginji Hegawa: Ginji, Ginji, Ginji. We’re probably THE best pair of best friends in existence. We met way back in grade school and have basically been inseparable ever since. My family has taken him on many vacations and I’ve joined his for some too. He happens to be the physically dominate character of our pairing while I’m the thinker. It definitely makes us an interesting pair. I can remember all through our childhood watching Bruce Lee movies. We were probably the biggest Bruce Lee fanboys* ever, just saying. I mean, Ginji went out to learn Jeet Kune Do while I stuck with Fencing, which isn’t nearly as cool, but it’s still awesome. Even though we are best friends, we have plenty of differences. Mainly on trivial aspects like warm weather of cold weather, reading or playing video games, and the best debate we’ve had was between Fencing and Jeet Kune Do. That silly Ginji is determined to prove to me that Jeet Kune Do is so much better, what he hasn’t realized is that multiple stances in Jeet Kune Do are derived from Fencing. Overall, I’m glad we’re best friends, it’s definitely made life a whole lot easier being able to rely on Ginji to back me up when I got bullied.


Other
Kensei is naturally color blind. His father is dead and his mother left him for a life of drugs. His only other family is his Aunt and Uncle who treat him like their own son. Kensei has accidentally called them mother and father multiple times before, it usually causes him much distress. *Pertaining to the Disliking of pants… Kensei flat out doesn’t like wearing pants, he finds it uncomfortable and will remove them whenever possible. He wears boxers, so it’s not like he likes walking around nude. He just doesn’t like wearing pants.

Nothing Else Matters - Metallica
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No nothing else matters

So begins...

Kensei Shimiza's Story

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Kensei Shimiza

Today was just another day to Kensei. He had sat at home for the past few hours working on his new puzzle of Tokyo in the Night. It wasn’t a flashy picture, just the skyline with everything all light up. It was approaching ten o’clock and the sun had clearly set. Today was the first day all week that Ginji hadn’t stopped by to hang out and as a result, Kensei was awfully hungry at this hour. He hopped over to his computer, the light blue screen illuminating the room. “Let’s see how much money I have…” He yawned as he checked his bank account. “Just about 20k (Yen) that should be plenty.” Kensei logged off his computer and walked out of his apartment.

“Sloan would probably be fastest. I’d get to walk along the boardwalk too.” Kensei set off, walking down the two flights of stairs onto the pavement. He began his stroll down Sloan, a quiet little street that was the home of the only apartment buildings in Beamore. ‘I wish I had a bike…’ The walk wasn’t real long; it was more of a waste of time. He yawned as he turned the corner to get onto the boardwalk.

Prince was another street that ended on the boardwalk; Kensei just happened to notice some sort of scuffle as he walked by. “I swear, if Ginji is participating in those night fights again…” Ginji had a habit of being short on money and found out that these night fights could produce some hefty cash prizes. It wasn’t something Kensei liked to see at all, no matter if you win or lose, you’re always beat up. ‘I just hope they don’t notice me, I’m not getting wrapped up in that shit.’ Kensei continued his walk, praying that the group of guys down Prince wouldn’t notice him. Thankfully he cleared the intersection peacefully. It was only two more intersections until he arrived at Beamore’s sole sushi bar, Oshiguru Sushi. He was what someone could call a regular there. So long as he had the spare yen, Kensei made Oshiguru a regular destination.

The walk continued. Kensei was almost to Oshiguru’s when he tripped, falling flat on his face. “What the heck…” He picked himself up and rubbed his face, feeling a little bit of blood falling from his forehead. “Well that’s just awesome…” He rose to his feet after a few moments of wiping the blood off of his forehead and rubbing his aching forehead. He couldn’t see anyone around and he knew something deliberately tripped him. Alas, there was nothing but a shadowy figure sitting on a nearby bench.

Looking around, Kensei found no trace of any mischief. “I could’ve sworn…” He knew something tripped him, he wasn't a clutz by any means. The only good thing was that the bleeding wasn’t excessive, it actually stopped pretty quickly. He walked up to the shadow covered person sitting on the bench. “Excuse me; did you happen to see anything, odd, just a second ago?” Kensei wasn’t exactly sure why he was bothering this person; it just seemed to be the right thing to do. His spare room was free for the night and he didn’t like seeing anyone forced to sleep on a metal bench all night, even if they were homeless, one kind gesture can make a world of a difference.

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#, as written by ZenMon
Ginji Hegawa

Ginji took slow deep breaths as the adrenaline left his bloodstream. His opponent, a fatter drunken man about his height, was lying face down in the alley. There was no doubt that the man was unconscious. Ginji could still see the man's face thanks to the dim light from the surrounding buildings. His nose was at an odd angle and blood leaked from either nostril. There was no doubt that it was broken. He wouldn't have been surprised if a tooth or two were chipped or broken. Or even missing. Ginji didn't pull any punches. He went down in three strikes after one clumsily thrown punch. It wasn't even difficult. Ginji didn't like it, but deep down he wished his opponent had fought more.

The wall of men that encircled the improvised fight pit slowly dispersed. The spectators occasionally stumbled on the boards; one particularly drunken man fell flat on his face with a grunt and muffled swearing. The "manager" of the fight approached Ginji, and handed him a rather large wad of bills and coins. It would certainly get him through the week, possibly several if he managed it properly. The fight manager offered some muted congratulations before he himself wandered off. Ginji slowly pocketed the money and turned to leave the alley. He felt the spot on his arm where he deflected his opponents drunken punch. Nothing. He doubted it would even bruise.

A sneeze made him stop in his tracks. It came from a grouping of garbage bags near the front of the alleyway. Ginji cautiously approached the bag, body tense and ready for any possible confrontation. He stole a quick look over his shoulder to see what the other man was doing. The fight manager was busy trying to wake up the unconscious loser with no success. His focus was centered on the garbage bags once again. When he was able to see what was concealing the garbage bags, he didn't expect to see what he saw.

There, siting among the foul smelling filth, was a rather cute girl in one of the strangest outfits he had ever seen. It looked something that belonged in a cosplay competition. Her body was covered in pale white scars that almost blended into her pale skin. She looked like she had been through a war or something. Ginji felt sorry for her, nobody should have to live in filth like that. He took a chance and stretched out his hand.

"Hey. I don't know where you're from, or what you're doing living in garbage like that. It's not my place to inquire into things like that. But if you would be willing to trust a total stranger, I can take you to my apartment and give you a place for the night. A bed and warm food, how does that sound?" He finished his proposition with a (hopefully) warm smile on his face. He felt like he should help this girl, for reasons that he couldn't understand at the moment. He wondered how she would respond.

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Lidiya Ugov


Lidiya had long since finished her walk, and was soon passed out on the uncomfortable metal bench. Well...she was sleeping untill she heard a loud thump as someone fell on the boardwalk, not to far in front of her. Lidiya sat upright, her mouth twisting into a deep scowl. 'Who in the hell is up this late?' She thought heatedly. She watched as the figure picked itself up, holding a shadowy hand to it's face. Lidiya snickered softly, figuring the figure had injured itself.

“What the heck…Well that’s just awesome…” The figure began to look around itself, seeming asthough it was searching for something. She heard a clacking of shoes, and the figure began moving towards her. Lidiya narrowed her eyes, and sat cross legged across the bench. Yawning, she leaned her head against her hand, waiting for the figure to reach her. She was still tired, and would've killed for a cup of coffee right then.

“Excuse me; did you happen to see anything, odd, just a second ago?” Lydiya paused for a moment.

"No..." She said, her small voice breaking the akward silence between the two of them. "Nice fall. You okay?" She asked, standing. She walked closer towards the figure, her demon get-up swishing across her legs. She finally got a clear view of the figure. A male stood in front of her, a few inches taller than herself. Dark brown hair fell in streaks across his forhead, covering a pair of large hazel eyes. Lidiya frowned once more, waiting for the man's anwser. She never had been patient, and figured now wasn't a time to start. She was especially ornery, considering she had lost her powers recently.