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Welcome to The Platinum Hearts Scroller. Here you can find our most recent Of the Year and Of the Season winners. Happy Roleplaying! --- Member of the Year: Locke --- Character of the Year: Alastair Eisfluch --- New Characters of the Year: Mizu Morikawa and Igendai Gyakusuma --- Social Thread of the Year: A Letter for Hymn --- Combat Thread of the Year: Raise Your Spirits --- Member of the Season: Paradigm --- Characters of the Season: Byakuya Kuchiki and Klein Schwarzwotan --- Applications of the Season: Armina Willsaam and Klein Schwarzwotan --- Fight Thread of the Season: Search and Destroy --- Social Thread of the Season: Damage Assessment --- Event Thread of the Season: Midnight Assault
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Shirou Mamoru
Shirou Mamoru
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Location : Some where windy.

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Thu Jan 30, 2014 1:18 am
Drip... Drip... Drip...
That sound has always been Arron's closest friend. Slow and steady, a rhythm to match the beating of a heart. A sound that echos through his heart, his mind, and his very being. HIs life a meaningless hour glass, with droplets of blood instead of sand. Even now the time is running out. A stale, stagnant life that runs him into ground with soulless eyes that stare back into the sky. Where has the fire gone, when had clear blue sky shatter into darkness. Not everyone was meant to live a life apart from others. More and more as he lives apart of society his life soul fades. Gone is the hope and dreams that once filled this empty vessel. Now shallow and crated the once mighty goblet, has rusted into a earthen ware jug. A life ready to shatter by a single push. His life need a change. A slight breeze to disrupt the stead rhythm. A new direction to flip the hour glass. Something to breath life on to the embers dying into his soul, so that he may climb out of his hole and see the sky once more. Above all a light to guide him out of the darkness he sought of shelter in many many years ago.

Beneath the shadows of the tree, the smell of blood fills the air. Tree sway and rustle their branches, cheering as if this was an arena for the gladiators of old. Blood dripped from the two figures facing each other. Their eyes glared at each other sending the feeling they had for each other to be known. Pure hatred that will ignite with fire upon meeting. Each a mighty predator with a blood feud to match that of lions and hyenas. Apart from the roaring trees, the forest was still. No life could be heard as two aged old enemies fought against each other. These two combatant where a Shinigami, and a Hollow.

The Shinigami name was Arron Deoradh, man that was fates chew toy. He had been alive for close to five hundred years. A long and grueling five hundred years that had harden him. He now sought some mean to his life of misery. Meaning that he thought would come from death. He had thought about taking his life before, but was to prideful and threw the thought away. Now he lives by slaying Hollows hoping that one would kill him and free him from this life. He was some one that had many good thing going for him during his life, for one his looks: A delicate face with an almost feminine charm. Long purple hair tied into a pony tail would shine if the light hit it just right. Deep sapphire eyes that hid behind glasses giving him mysterious charm to make women swoon. Add with graceful stride and thin frame he would be mistaken for a women. A mistake that would cause him no small amount of grief. Despite his feminine elegance he was a warrior. Underneath his Shihakushō hide many scary he had came about through his life. All from a lack of proper training. Even now he had a cuts along his left arm from the monster in front of him.

"Tch, you are starting to vex me Hollow." Arron said speaking in a clam baritone. Arron compared their injuries; and found he was with the advantage. His short brawl with his Hollow and only gave him a few cuts on his arm. The Hollow was a different matter. Few chunks of its skin where missing from Arron's powerful strikes and blasts of Kido. It's blood shot eyes showed it wanted nothing more then to kill and devour him. As much as Arron wanted to die, he refused to go down to an opponent as weak as this. "I am afraid you shall trouble me no longer. Hadō number 4" Arron stated as he charged forward. The Hollow roared to meet Arron's challenge, as it struck out with a slow moving claw. Arron easily side stepped that damage limb before sticking its face with an open palm. The force of his strike caused the mask to fracture. Arron was not done though, his hand glow blue as it sparked to life with his final words to the Hollow. "Byakurai."

Arron stepped back as the Hollow was purified. He was little winded from his encounter with the Hollow. He wasted to much Reiryoku in his fight, but the deed was down so there was nothing to worry about, right?



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Sun Feb 02, 2014 9:19 pm
So much corruption within the Gotei 13. It was sickening that such a great organization could have so many bad roots. Hiroshi's right hand brushed across incident reports and Shinigami files that laid across his desk as he read it in his dimly lit room. His mind raced as it connected points between incidents and Shinigami. His current investigation was a one that was troubling. A sinister crime spree that could only be committed by a shinigami, but it was something that no Shinigami that he would call his brother or sister would ever do. Hiroshi was the 7th Division Lieutenant meaning he was the 2nd in command of the Gotei 13 internal affairs. He was one of the people whom purged the evil from from within the Gotei 13.

This incident involved multiple dead by a Shinigami's Zanpakutō. Hiroshi was having trouble with the last few pieces, and these allegations had to be true, because of the serious nature of the matter. So instead of doing more of the same he contacted the 12th division and previously being the Lieutenant of that division knew exactly who to call in order find something to do. After a few minutes of conversation there seemed to be a weird situation within the Rukongai where it seemed to be a Shinigami fighting with a Hollow, but they had not sent anyone to investigate it yet. This seems like exactly what he needed in order to help him move some thought around in his head.

He exited his office wearing his classical white suit with from the bottom up clean white dress shoes, white dress pants with a black belt, a white suit jacket w/ a white dress shirt and and a black tie. He knew he had to make it out there quick so he walked out of the 7th Division barracks and began to flash step across the Seireitei towards the location in the Rukongai. The son bathed the the Soul Society in a bright and comforting light. Hiroshi had begun to change sense the war. He had been able to star opening up and enjoying himself. Even though he was the same attitude wise most of the time he was now able to feel compassion. Even if it was only at the slightest.

He enjoyed the feeling of the wind brushing across his body as he approached his target area. He could easily sense the two that he was searching for, and they were not very strong by his standards, but it was something to do. Reaching the forest he switched from building tops to branches. He had a few things he needed to make sure to answer. Who this Shinigami was? Why were they out here? Finally were they okay. He was in the area that the two were in so he used a branch to launch him high into the air above the battle and as he was in the air watched as this Shinigami struggled against this hollow, but still managed to overcome it. His swings were wild and his kido was weak. It was no surprise that he was having trouble with this Hollow. He began his descent just as the Shinigami finished off the Hollow. Flipping forward as he approached the ground he smashed into it around 5 meters away from. As dust began to settle Hiroshi walked forward examining the Shinigami before him. The measure of a man wasn't how they looked, but this was one depressing looking young man who looked... kinda like a girl.

"What's your name?"

The way he said it wasn't just inquisitively, but for some reason this person seemed different. This young man resembled himself, but even weaker in spirit. This and his untrained fighting style sparked Hiroshi's curiosity.
Shirou Mamoru
Shirou Mamoru
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Joined : 2014-01-24
Posts : 144
Age : 32
Location : Some where windy.

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Tue Feb 11, 2014 10:50 pm
Arron was not in a good mood after he just defeated the Hollow. He was tried and irritable from patrolling this area for Hollows. It seemed that the father away from the Seireitei, the less likely other Shinigami where to appear. It was that reason he took up defending the souls of the Rukongai against Hollows that slip through the net. Sadly it was long and hard work for Arron, and it was slowly eating away at him. Time and time again Arron fought against Hollow after Hollow with no end in sight. The repetition made him wonder was his life worth. He found it was sorely lacking in any worth. His hope was slowly fading away and was nothing more then a flicker. If things didn’t change for him soon, his life would be a hollow shell fit only as a meal for some other beast.

Then his foul mod turned worst when someone smashed into the ground five meters away from him. The reason it turned to worst was that he could tell the person was another Shinigami. During his years of isolation he learned his Zanpakutô name, and the two sides of the blade. The first beginning that of a kind and wise wolf that could pin a person with a single paw. The second being was a brash and conceited jerk that thought himself better of Shinigamis in general. This Zanpakutô spirit thought himself a Quincy and wore a white robe to state that fact. Being alone for close from many years and only two people to take to changes a person. The change that Arron faced was he also gained a dislike of Shinigamis as well.

“Tch. Well, well, well, what have we here? A high and mighty Shinigami out here in the Rukongai.” Arron spat, his words permeated with contempt. “What can Arron the Outcast do for you?” Arron spoke with a mocking bow to the new comer since was a Shinigami. Arron was slightly surprised that the person before him didn’t wear the traditional Shihakushō. Most of the Shinigami he had met wore a Shihakushō and never deviated from that path. He knew instantly that this person was different from other Shinigamis. But he was a Shinigami therefore he already hate the man’s guts.
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Sun Oct 04, 2015 5:08 pm

✖| Clean Up Time!! |✚
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It's been 2014 or even before that!
There for I will be locking this thread, feel free to revisit this and keep on reading!


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