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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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Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:01 am




Silence. The entire manor of the Vicara Plane queen was shrouded in it. Only slight creaks of the wooden style structure echoing throughout the hallways. At this point, the house was empty. The training area was split into portions, out the back of the large manor remained open ground, off about five hundred meters a tree-line where it thickened into forest. Sitting directly in the center of this training ground, Nami Asthavon, the Queen of the Vicara nation and sister to the Demon Queen, continued her silence through a form of meditation. Her outfit was that of a rather average black dress, stopping at her upper thighs. Her arms were free and exposed whilst her legs were covered in a pitch black, long reaching pair of stockings that had crosses of white lace at their top. She had no shoes on, thus the bottom of the stockings also covered her feet in pitch black fabric. Her legs were crossed as she sat upon a raised portion of the ground, sitting upon the circular like lump rather calmly, hands placed on either leg, resting them. Her mind was being cleansed as she sat there, she was letting her emotions loose, letting anything she felt and the tension in her body free from it's confinement.

Twisting her hands elegantly, her right would stretch up to a diagonally and then come back in, fluently flowing her arms to either side and stretching out her bones. The way she moved, and the emotionless face that she held during these motions proved that she was mostly acting on instinct and letting her body flow with what it wanted. Her bright yellow eyes were hidden behind the lids of her eyes, keeping the golden gaze hidden. A lot of things traveled through her mind as a result of this meditation, but it almost seemed like a haze that was being swept clean. For the most part, she had changed significantly since she was last present in some form of big event. During the Australian war of 2413, she had lost a portion of herself because of how much "damage" she took. It wasn't because she was, or rather she didn't want to accept, that she had been defeated and a portion of her being was taken away as a result, making her extremely unstable.

She had grown weaker upon her own will, as if her power remained strong without that "seal" placed upon her hand, she would be dead within moments. Thus it was something she needed to seal, it nearly drove her to death when this was first in effect. Atop of this, she lost Kana Asthavon. This portion of her power, also known as her God Of The Dragon Slayer, was abolished to make room for her stability. Kana, essentially, now didn't exist. Tsubasa Unabara had given her a rather amazing fight that drove her to this point, weakened and having to be torn away from the fight by Khala Asthavon. Never the less, Nami believed in herself. Changing her moniker from Dragon Slayer to her original name of Nami was a big step for her. For hundreds of thousands of years, she had the title of Dragon Slayer and many people feared her because of this title. And now, it was thrown to the curb. Destroyed and ridiculed by herself as a former being not worth of existence.

Since coming back to Demon World, the past year had been spent doing largely what she was doing currently. Her personality generally remained the same, she still found peace in silence and despised those whom would take that silence away. Focusing on her breathing rather heavily, she took a deep breathe in and held it for a moment, then blew out the air before opening her eyes - revealing her golden shine to the world around her.

With the flicker of a golden light, she stood up rather slowly, looked at her surroundings as a golden edged sword appeared in her right hand. Without even swinging the blade, her eyes focused on a group of trees in the distance. Within a moments notice, thin blue wires slang out and twirled through the air, wrapping around a few trees and slicing into them, quickly slicing them up and carving shapes. The shapes that were carved into the core of the trees were in three forms - that of a horse, one of a house and the other completely removed. Even looking around at the trees in the distance, one could see many other shapes also carved into them - showing she had done this quite a bit, looking at trees being carved into to create sculptures. She had grown rather patient with herself over the past year, and she looked to understand herself as not a demon or an Asthavon, but as a living creature.

Shifting her gaze over her shoulder, her light dress blew with the breeze slightly - her pitch black hair blowing in unison with it. "I think I'll use the hot spring." She had a lot of thoughts going through her mind, and due to the fact that rarely anyone came up to this house, it was a good place for to relax. She wouldn't have minded if someone came up, as she wanted to learn how to be comfortable around people, she was a changing person. It just depending what others wanted. She hadn't seen her family in a while which actually made her nervous, she knew Mana wouldn't mind; but she couldn't speak for the rest of the family. They were handling a lot of things - the way they kept in contact was usually through business. At this point, to Nami, it didn't feel like a family. Just a organization working together under the same name. Sighing, she saw the wooden-designed manor and let out a small smile. This was home. She didn't have a worry in the world here. She was rather calm here, at peace, more or less.


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Thu Jan 22, 2015 9:58 am




The silent demon was rather confused on where she wanted to go. She had spent most of the past year atop of this estate, meditating and trying to control herself, dealing with her new body that had so many limitations placed upon it, and powers taken from it. She felt different, different in neither a good or bad way, just... new. Nami Asthavon was a being whom loved silence and renown for having quite a bad temper if someone annoys her. Twisting her and turning these thoughts in her mind, she wondered how much she changed. The silence of the manor was rather nice, it kept her mind clear and yet full all the time. It let her imagination run wild, like a little kid stumbling through hallways as if something was chasing them, or jumping from couch to chair because the floor was lava! Nami thought to herself that your mind never grows up, and silence is the key to imagination, a place where childish aspirations are common and embraced. The Asthavon sister had learned that over the years, that silence was the key to imagination, and imagination may be the only place she felt welcomed.

Sliding off her black, short dress and loosening her stockings until they slid off entirely, she donned a towel upon her upper body before opening the frames upon a set of wooden, Japanese styled doors. The mesh of them was woven together rather gracefully, creaking as they were slid upon. Standing before a giant hot spring, Nami simply sighed and let out a big huff of air. Loosening the towel that was wrapped around her body, she let it drop to the floor before silently stepping into the hot water, elegantly dropping and letting her naked body be soaked with a simple soothing, free flow of water and steam. Her bust was covered in water, only her neck and face exposed from the water. As she wandered into her mind as she thought deeper and deeper, her body sank deeper into the water - covering her mouth now with water as she simply looked on ahead, dazing out of reality as her imagination was taking control of her.

On the outside, Nami looked completely phased out, yet extremely awake in her mind. She thought about where she was going. Her imagination made up scenarios that were seemingly impossible to be reality, yet it happened anyway. She was a fearless woman with very little that could throw her on edge -- but there was one thing. That "thing", was losing her sisters. Her sister were the only things that she loved in this world, it was arguable whether she actually loved anyone else in the Asthavon family beyond her sisters. She imagined their plights, she imagined their agendas and the lives they were living. For the most part, she figured it'd end in their destruction, which was a thought that she couldn't handle. Losing a loved one is something you can't help but be scared of, because they're so close to you. Nami only saw an end to their lives in a horrible way, yet she'd aid them in their efforts. She just wanted to protect them. She didn't know what to do or how to do it.

NAMI'S MIND


It was hot, hotter than it should have been. The heat slammed down on her body like a fire burning wood, her body drudging through the snow. Her head had a groaning agony echo throughout it

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