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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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Mirja Eeola
Mirja Eeola
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Joined : 2016-08-18
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Location : Where ever a Space-girl can

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Fri Jan 06, 2017 6:12 pm

Mirja, The Mad Wolf





Vastime was a lovely place, and Mirja liked it. Not just because it had her coffee shop or Hayden or she could walk around and not get scowled at, but because it had a feeling of intrinsic peace embedded in the very fabric of it's cities. She came here to catch a break from all the hustle and mental bustle, and also because recently she had finished her business with Monsuta and given an actual rank of Private. She hadn't received her uniform yet, or had eaten it in a moment of madness and then forgot where she put the ketchup, either way.

But, she wanted to look the part when she was doing her general training today. It wasn't specialized or focused on any one thing, just going through some Kata to keep her forms sharp and her skill up to date. She might release her Tulpa later, just to keep that in tip top shape as well. Vastime would see more Tulpas if she kept the pace of training others that she was, but then the one guy that took it really unseriously had screwed up her drive and ruined her desire to teach, at least until the next person came along.

Her uniform that she was wearing wasn't exactly good for training. It was a cute military-styled outfit with a jacket that didn’t quite reach her hips, but sleeves enough to cover her entire arms. There was an undershirt that covered her entire torso and then reached down to just past her thighs, and left a half-inch of leg showing between the undershirt and the cute stockings she was wearing. And to top it all off, she was wearing a strange beret-like hat with holes for her ears. But, she didn't mind that, it was training for when she was wearing strange stuff and needed to fight. And not because she looked cute and militant in it.

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Carter
Carter
The Game
Joined : 2012-12-11
Posts : 535
Age : 30
Location : The afterlife

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Sun Feb 19, 2017 8:40 am



A time for peace, and a time for claws JCRrxmK

Artist: Poets Of The fall - Song: Carnival of Rust - Word Count: 587


Everything smelled faintly of cat piss, the very air seemed pregnant with the ammonia like odor and Carter's eyelids crinkled as if that would ward off the offensive smell. When he could stand no more the boy opened his eyes and almost immediately was punished by the brutal sun light that smacked him in the face. An animalistic hiss could be heard if any soul was passing by close as the boy turned away from the sun and used a turned over garbage bin to pull himself up. Once standing, with the world swaying around him, Carter took note of everything, his clothes were rumpled and stains of sake could be noticed if looked at hard enough and the inside of his mouth tasted metallic, forcing him to spit out the remainder of the blood resting between his teeth.

"God damn, another good night." He groaned while his right hand itched his head, his white locks of hair disheveled. With The yawn of a content man his left hand set to work fishing out his sunglasses so he could again face the sunlight as hungover as he was. Blinking a few times once the glasses were covering his golden eyes Carter stepped out of the alleyway he had been tossed into after last night's stupor and walked right into a mom and her three children, quickly he offered his apologies and bowed before skittering up the sidewalk and through hordes of city goers. Usually the Shinigami stayed within the confines of the Soul Society being the Captain of Realm Enforcement but he had seriously been suffering from the watered down horse piss they called sake there and decided to head out to the human world for a stronger drink, this had been his destination chosen entirely at random but had had the goods to get him shit faced drunk the night before.

Thinking back on the night he vaguely remembered a bet involving a goat and three turtles and two beautiful women being super friendly to him as he became more and more drunk. With a sigh he checked for his wallet only to find it was gone, he had been had by those pretty women. Pausing on the sidewalk he sat down in the midst of people disrupting their walking patterns while he peeled off his right shoe and pulled his back up funds out and placed them in his pocket, enough cash to enjoy a peaceful day if he decided to forgo a drink or twelve.


From his seat on the sidewalk he could hear the voice of a woman sternly berating someone, Lifting his ear up he determined the yelling woman was directly behind him, well behind the twenty foot cement wall then behind him. Out of sheer curiosity he turned around and leaped to the top of the wall before planting his butt on the edge and staring down at the argument, it was some girl in a military outfit berating a man in an outfit like her own, calling him a slack jawed, son of twice concussed pig farming whore who would do nothing in life other than farm rice patties.

"All that yelling is only making my hangover worse!" Carter hooted down to the woman while trying to not laugh at the stir of insults she was destroying the man with, the fool standing there clearly embarrassed with his scarlet red face and eyes that would look anywhere other than at her.





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Mirja Eeola
Mirja Eeola
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Joined : 2016-08-18
Posts : 5886
Location : Where ever a Space-girl can

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Sun Feb 19, 2017 9:34 am

Mirja, The Wolf of Eden





Dismissing the idiot who wanted to join in with her Kata and yet was so dense and stupid about what it meant, to her and to the man himself, she leaned back and shook her head. Was this really all that Hayden could do? Or was it that he was happy with people that could shoot an gun and profess loyalty and that was it, he wanted nothing more. No cultured men of martial prowess, no men she could share her heart and soul with. No one to bare who she really was to and have herself reflected in their eyes, a meeting on minds to bring glorious innovation to the both of them.

And then, just to make matters worse, a stinking homeless bum arrived and complained about his hangover. Shouting at her that shouting at some microcephalic cock-juggler was wrong and it was making his hangover worse. Fuming now at the utter lack of decency in this city, Mirja took off and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. A terrible thing to do because getting close made the stink even worse. Her nose wanted to crumple up and run away screaming in terror. But she had a job to do, so she stuck it out.

"Well, maybe try not getting hung over in the first place? Booze is not something you should be spending all your money on when you could clearly do with a home with a shower in it first. Of course, I could always relieve you of your hangover permanently if it ails you so greatly" she offered, a latex-clad hand clenching to a fist as she offered. The Wolf was not in the slightest bit happy right now, and crazy things had been known to go down when she was on the wrong side of happy.

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Carter
Carter
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Joined : 2012-12-11
Posts : 535
Age : 30
Location : The afterlife

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Wed Feb 22, 2017 6:20 am
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