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@kinda-awkward-guy
Hi, I'm Ken Takakura. Uh, actually... maybe just call me Okarun.
Independent Ken "Okarun" Takakura blog. Semi selective, absolutely no manga spoilers please!
Bee EST she/her 30+
I'm an RP veteran and really enjoy diving down a plot rabbit hole just as much as I love a good slow burn. However, I haven't been on tumblr since probably 2017, and while I kept writing elsewhere, this website has changed, and I may require a little patience.
"Bigfoot!!? Hold up, I know this one! Ahem..." Adjusting his imaginary specs. "Big ol' ape-like guy who's crazy good at hiding. Wildly popular in America and lives there in the forest. Has feet larger than our heads combined, hence the name! Best of all, they finally made an emoji of him!!"
"So how'd I do?? Didn't even know they made a game of 'em, but it sounds perfect if we ever need to hunt one down someday."
"Wow, Jiji, that's great! There are actually a lot of different depictions of Bigfoot, but you're right about its feet. Sightings have measured its feet as long as 61 centimeters by 20 centimeters! It's actually a popular cryptid in Canada, too, which makes sense given the approximate location of most of the sightings."
He cleared his throat a little and smiled, trying to look a little more casual.
"But yeah, there's a survival horror game called BIGFOOT. You either play as investigators trying to track it down and trap it, or as Bigfoot trying to take down the hunters before you get caught. I think the co-op mode might be hard for Evil Eye, but I bet he'd like playing as Bigfoot."
🏪 Tried out a new grocery store today and it was a little weird but they had the good cookies so I can't complain
Just, don't make any prolonged eye contact and quadruple check your pockets and name 🧚
"Oh, that? We take turns. I do one level, and he does the next. Had to pull him from fighting games for a bit 'cause he was getting a little TOO competitive with 'em if ya know what I mean. Just think of it liiii-ke....teaching him how to be a team player."
Double thumbs up of assurance.
"You should totes come play with us sometime. I'm sure he'd love it and it'll distract him from 'you-know-what'."
"What do you mean? The whole "I want to murder" thing? I can try, but I'm not really any good at those games. Didn't, ah... have a lot of friends to play them with, so I never got good. Now, if you want me to teach him the game about hunting Bigfoot! I'm pretty sure that one's co-op."
Got too lost in the sauce now it's 3am
Close Encounters of the Third Kind poster from Japan, 1977.
"Nothin' to worry about Okarun-ol' buddy-ol' pal!! Pretty sure he meant how we were kicking zombie butt the other day during game night." Haha. Yeah. That's it.
"You and your yokai other half... were playing a zombie shooter? How does that even work, Jiji? Turbo Granny isn't actually possessing me, so it isn't like she talks to me. Not unless she's, you know, literally talking to me. But that's different!"
He was definitely thinking too hard about this.
@kinda-awkward-guy! || continued from here. ♥
It had started as a half-joke ; a teasing, guided prod in an undeniable attempt to lure out a compliment or two. ( What? Who could blame a girl for wanting a bit of affection? And that flush to his cheeks that usually came with her teasing was a welcome bonus. ) She'd only taken meager precautions to mask her identity. One of those gag glasses with the large nose and mustache dangling from its rims, a top hat, a comical shift to her voice ( ‘cause a voice changer for their ‘Class Rumor Mill’ booth was out of budget, said their school festival's director ), and a curtain to hide behind. She wasn't planning on dragging the act out long, after all, and her shift for their class' festival booth would soon be over. When she saw Okarun headed over, she saw the perfect opportunity to toy with him before inevitably asking to join him in visiting the other booths.
She stifled her snickering with her hand. [ Ooh~ So easy.~ ] It was cute, how he could unravel so quickly when it came to saying these sorts of things. In her exaggerated voice, she added, ❝ Ohhh, ‘fraid we can’t say — against the rules. But don't most rumors have a kernel of truth? ❞ As much fun as she was having, she could not deny that self-satisfied tinge of pink warming her cheeks. ❝ In faaact, they say she's sooo popular that--, ❞ [ E-err … ] Shit! She hadn't thought this far ahead! ❝ That she — uh … — h-has a couple guys planning to ask her out after school today! ❞
[ Ghk----! ] Ah, why would she say that!? She frantically tousled her hair in an act of frustration. [ Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! ] ❝ Ah-- … But that's just a rumor.~ ❞ She did her best to bring it back, steadying the quiver of uncertainty in her voice as well as she could manage.
How could she show her face now!?
For a moment, he squinted, brows drawn together. That voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't pin down why...
Wait, someone wants to ask Miss Ayase out on a date?
He could feel the fine hairs on the back of his neck standing on end before he could really process what was happening. His shoulders stiffened, and he glared daggers at the curtain, too immediately blinded to stop his powers from taking over.
"I can promise you, she isn't interested," he growled, completely unaware of how he must sound to onlookers who couldn't see his turbo form. "So whoever it is, they'd better piss off."
💬 + "momo is like ... soooooo cool .... soooooooo pretty ......." :eyes: :eyes:
"I-I mean... she is cool! A-and, um... pretty..."
"Wait, who started this rumor?! And how is that even a rumor if it's just a fact?"
Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.
"Why not? I thought books are s'posed to have everything in 'em." With a slight huff the Entity follows, keeping along the pace. The quicker Okarun found his magazines, the quicker they could leave and look at more cool stuff. He was just happy that they were finally settling somewhere a little more quiet and away from the crowds of people.
Eyes wander curiously at the rows of books once they entered. Nothing had piqued his interest of course, given that his reading was mediocre at best. Speaking of the topic of murder though...
"What about aliens? Don't they murder people? Or those monsters like that stupid worm we fought a while ago. Show me some 'o those so I'll know how to fight 'em later."
"Hmm..."
Okarun looked up from his magazine as they walked, lips pursed in thought. There must be some kind of picture book not tailored to kids that would entertain Evil Eye... oh!
"Here, this way!" he called quietly, heading toward a small art section. It was all books, but many of the books discussing famous paintings and art installations had pictures. He snagged a book he was sure would have what he was looking for, then held it open for Evil Eye.
"Check this out. A really famous artist from Spain painted it back in the 1800's."
On the page Okarun had flipped to was a photograph of Saturn Devouring His Son, in high enough resolution to certainly be right up Evil Eye's alley.
Her eyes slid to study him at a side-glance, chin still propped in her hand as she did so. His shift in posture signaled that, even if only a little, he was starting to relax. As fun as riling him up could be ( and make no mistake: it was incredibly fun, being the reason his cheeks flushed, his words caught in his throat, his gaze darted from one side to the other ), she preferred the time they spent this way. At ease, natural, safe. For a moment, she wondered if this was the exact feeling that had Okarun so caught up on his dream.
The soft rush of the mini-waterfall on the outer rim of the koi pond, the light breeze brushing her bangs from her face, the sunlight glittering off the occasional splash of water from the fishes' darts under pond's surface.
A knot began to grow in her stomach ; her heart picked up in pace. Should she say something or remain quiet? Change the subject? Or was this moment something she too should have just ‘let feel nice’…?
❝ Yeah … ❞ In the end, her nerves got the better of her, urging her to say or do anything to unbundle them. ❝ I think I get what you mean. ❞ She'd just experienced her own rendition, after all — though that would remain unspoken.
Then her arms rose above her head in a b i g stretch accompanied by a content hum, the last of her nervous energy leaving with her relieved tension. She let her hands fall to clasp the edge of the bench they sat on before turning to face him again, her smile having returned ; bright as it was sincerely joyous. ❝ Well, we can always ask Grandma what she thinks. Whaddya say? Wanna come over for dinner tonight? ❞
Something shifted in his chest when he looked over and saw that smile. It was like a bundle of energy, but not tight, nervous chaos... more like a sun, something that just made him feel better simply by existing. There was something about the shift that he didn't think he was quite getting, but maybe he didn't need to. Maybe he really should just say "screw it" and let it feel nice. He smiled back, matching the bright energy without even realizing he was doing it.
"Yeah, I'd really like that. I know I'm over all the time, but do you think she'd be okay with me coming over without asking? I'd hate to impose..."
//hey guys, I just wanted to drop a note that I am alive!! Kind of!! Life is shitting directly in my face right now and to say it's been rough is like saying dying in a fire is temperate. I will be back, I promise, but all my muses across the board have been MIA for a bit. While I'm away, feel free to drop ask prompts or anything like that—future me will be happy to have something to respond to. ❤️
It had gotten pretty easy for Okarun to read Evil Eye's intent, at this point. He really was just a kid, after all, and he'd seen enough kids run off on their moms in the mall to know where the yokai's mind had probably gone.
"Evil Eye, keep your voice down," he hushed, looking back and waving a hand imperatively. "There's a bookstore in here. It's one of the only places I'm able to get my magazines on UMAs, and the latest issue just came out. I'm not home often enough to prevent our neighbor from stealing them off our doorstep and doing... who knows what with them. So I stopped getting them delivered. I guess I could try delivering them to Miss Ayase's place, but I don't know if they'd go that far out for a delivery..."
Just past Evil Eye, he could see a gaggle of girls staring and probably making snide remarks. It generally didn't bother him, but the idea of those remarks being aimed at Evil Eye irritated him. He knew Jiji must be a sight to those who couldn't see his yokai form, and, well, maybe he'd gotten a little protective over time. It wasn't something he'd expected from himself, but here he was. He sent them a little glare, and something about the look must have been enough to make them scatter. Crap... hopefully he'd been able to keep a lid on his own powers. Apparently he really was the type to lose his cool for his friends.
On command, Evil Eye had quiet down and aimlessly looked around for said bookstore as if it were a game to fight the temptation of wandering. He knew what reading material was by now, especially how Okarun often had his nose buried in one at school. Pretty boring if he had any say in them. If they didn't contain pictures or give him the pass to draw in them then he was far from interested.
He may have been trying a little too hard in his search. Having spotted what looked to him like an array of books on display at a distant window, he was quick to pump a fist in the air at this find. "Found it!" Came another shout, claiming victory over his own secret game.
What he failed to realize were those who still lingered - aka the girls - and his vessels friend going out of his way to send them off all on his own. Good thing, too. An easy misunderstanding on Evil Eyes' end would have surely caused more commotion.
"Takakura...?" Evil Eye turns when he heard no response from the other, following his line of sight to nothing but more people. Confused as ever, he leans over now with the ugliest of frowns, his face invading Okaruns' field of vision in his attempt to grab the boys' attention. "TAKAKURA!" Once more to make sure he was listening this time. "The book place! It's this way." He's ready to take the lead if he needed to, but preferably reaches for Okaruns' head to turn him in the right direction. Best for them both that the 'babysitter' take the lead.
It was certainly enough to shake Okarun from his thoughts; it would've been pretty hard to ignore that, really. It was honestly a good thing Evil Eye was... well the way he was. His "vessel" definitely would've drawn a lot more attention of a different kind in his other form. Maybe it was better that he hadn't been able to find any hot drinks earlier.
"Ah, thanks," he chuckled, leading Evil Eye off in that direction. "You know, they might have some books that would be more interesting to you there. Though, I doubt they have any picture books on murder..."
From Evil Eyes' throat rumbled an annoyed groan. How did he know that he planned to run off?! This place was so vast with so much to look at that it was practically begging for him to take off and explore. The only thing stopping him now was Okaruns' threat of cancelling this weeks duel.
Stingy. Who woulda thought that someone who could dish out a battle so thrilling could be so boring, too.
"But I wanna see stuff other than stupid humans! They're everywhere!" He complained out loud, enough to turn the heads of a few passers by. Those who made the mistake of making eye contact with the Entity were met with an angry glare that sent unexplainable chills up their spine.
To them, he was yet another teen who woke up on the wrong side of the bed - or a delinquent in the making. Were not for his vessels good looks and the simple fact that he was trailing behind closely to the shorter teen, the former was easily assumed.
"Why're we here then? Where we goin'? I wanna see somethin' cool like...like a kaiju again!"
@kinda-awkward-guy | x
It had gotten pretty easy for Okarun to read Evil Eye's intent, at this point. He really was just a kid, after all, and he'd seen enough kids run off on their moms in the mall to know where the yokai's mind had probably gone.
"Evil Eye, keep your voice down," he hushed, looking back and waving a hand imperatively. "There's a bookstore in here. It's one of the only places I'm able to get my magazines on UMAs, and the latest issue just came out. I'm not home often enough to prevent our neighbor from stealing them off our doorstep and doing... who knows what with them. So I stopped getting them delivered. I guess I could try delivering them to Miss Ayase's place, but I don't know if they'd go that far out for a delivery..."
Just past Evil Eye, he could see a gaggle of girls staring and probably making snide remarks. It generally didn't bother him, but the idea of those remarks being aimed at Evil Eye irritated him. He knew Jiji must be a sight to those who couldn't see his yokai form, and, well, maybe he'd gotten a little protective over time. It wasn't something he'd expected from himself, but here he was. He sent them a little glare, and something about the look must have been enough to make them scatter. Crap... hopefully he'd been able to keep a lid on his own powers. Apparently he really was the type to lose his cool for his friends.
Supernatural & Paranormal Sentences, Vol. 15
(Sentences from various sources for muses exploring the unexplained. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"There are a lot of dark rooms here..."
"I've often wondered why it is man fears the unknown, like a child afraid of the dark."
"What you are suggesting is nothing but a fantasy!"
"This is weird. Just plain weird."
"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he was just a tourist thing."
"Say that sentence back to yourself and listen to how insane it sounds!"
"What do you know about time travel?"
"When you see a falling star, that means a witch has just died."
"There is one other small thing I should tell you about my car... It's haunted."
"You don't seriously expect me to believe this?"
"Earlier, you very dismissive of me. Now, you think there's a conspiracy."
"I can bring back the dead."
"Conspiracy theories are juvenile. It's like having imaginary friends."
"I know a monster when I see one."
"That guy's got dead eyes. Shark eyes. It's almost like he isn't even human, you know?"
"I know this all sounds insane, but how does any of what's happened today make sense if I'm lying?"
"You aren't seriously entertaining the possibility that this guy is psychic, are you?"
"How the hell am I going to write this one up?"
"You looked into the abyss, and the abyss looked right back."
"I wish that was the weirdest thing anybody's said today."
"There's something unholy about this..."
"Have you not seen things so bazaar they left you speechless?"
"Nothing's impossible. Some things are less likely than others, that's all."
"Where the hell is he? He didn't just disappear... Did he?"
"Now, I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but something's going on!"
"The major ingredient in any recipe for fear is the unknown."
"There's something bad happening in this city."
"How do I know you're actually you?"
"You're not real! You're just an echo or something!"
"So, we hooked up in an alternative reality?"
"What you saw is not a man."
"I can count on one hand the number of people who have seen what you are about to see."
"Please believe me when I say that there are some things it is better not to know."
"How do we make him stay dead?"
"That light! That crazy light! What was it?"
