Bleach Platinum Hearts RP
Welcome to Bleach Platinum Hearts RP! This is a Bleach Role Playing Forum set in the year 2416, over 400 years away from the Original Bleach's timeline. It has elements of both canon and custom for a unique mixture of role playing never seen before on Bleach. To get started, please sign up and read our starter guide:

https://www.platinumhearts.net/t13634-bleach-platinum-hearts-starter-s-guide

And again, welcome to our Bleach RP.

Join the forum, it's quick and easy

Bleach Platinum Hearts RP
Welcome to Bleach Platinum Hearts RP! This is a Bleach Role Playing Forum set in the year 2416, over 400 years away from the Original Bleach's timeline. It has elements of both canon and custom for a unique mixture of role playing never seen before on Bleach. To get started, please sign up and read our starter guide:

https://www.platinumhearts.net/t13634-bleach-platinum-hearts-starter-s-guide

And again, welcome to our Bleach RP.
Bleach Platinum Hearts RP
Would you like to react to this message? Create an account in a few clicks or log in to continue.
'Yo, Welcome to The Platinum Hearts Scroller. Here you can find an assortment of Site News. Happy Roleplaying! --- Member Of The Year: Iori --- Character Of The Year: Cyrus ast-Auramazda --- Romance of the Year: Shiro and Rukia --- Plot Of The Year: Vandenreich Rebirth --- Fight Thread Of The Year: In the Kiln --- Social Thread Of The Year: The Fox and the Geese ---
Go down
Gin
Gin
Veteran Member
Joined : 2011-06-30
Posts : 2290
Age : 28

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue10000/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (10000/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Wed Nov 04, 2015 6:22 pm




Sitting in the sky as if a floating carcass, the massive artificial moon that once acted as the central heart of perhaps one of the greatest empires to ever exist in Hueco Mundo, was now motionless and and essentially a shadow above the timeless desert sands of this realm. An entire celestial body, covered in darkness. This moon was the remnant of a movement, a kingdom, and a symbol of unity of an entire realm and people. Years ago, Arrancar and Hollows alike could have looked up at this satellite and see the potential for their own race to become the most dominant of all realms, and could have seen hope for themselves and their futures...now if one were to look up, all they would see is a large, dark rock no longer possessing meaning. The great Hollow Empire had very quickly devolved into chaos and infighting after the disappearance of it's leader. With no central power to command them, the Arrancar and Hollows resorted to chaos and then the eventual dissolution of the entire organization. Those who still needed a sense of direction returned or moved to Shadowfall, who had previously stood in their way of unifying all of Hueco Mundo under a new banner. All that was left was this shadowy moon, a reminder of the past.

The whirring and lights of the machines that covered nearly every inch of Hueco Mundo's moon were now lifeless and darkened, and the Hollows that populated it were also nowhere to be seen. Now the moon was littered with destroyed aircraft, collapsed guard towers, and the occasional flickering light from inside various buildings. The massive barrier covering the entire planetary body seemed to be cracked with many gaping holes throughout, and the artificial atmosphere seemed to barely be holding on from total collapse. It was clear there had been battles here, however it wasn't an outside force or fighter that had done this...it was a result of the infighting from the leftover members of the Hollow Empire. This was why many of the aircraft that used to be able to lift off at a moment's notice were now mere wreckages, destroyed in the crossfire of the combat that had occurred here. Entire towers had been brought down to the ground. The resulting scenery was eerie and dystopic, resembling the uncouth destructive futures described in human literature.

At the center of all this destruction and decay was the absolutely massive and ancient city-sized fortress of Los Viejo. Somehow, despite its surroundings, the previous central headquarters and base of operations of the entire Empire had remain completely untouched. As if immune to the deterioration of time and war, Los Viejo was standing as mighty as ever, dwarfing all the other buildings and towers across the moon. The walls stood unblemished, still protecting the ancient halls within. Despite having been torn from the surface of Hueco Mundo when this moon was originally created, this castle was still one of the greatest, and oldest, creations in the history of Hueco Mundo. While undamaged, the massive front gates stood ajar making it rather easy for unwelcome outsiders to make their way into the fortress. The gaping halls within were dark and sinister, with only certain areas still lit up by torches that had somehow survived multiple years. A very menacing ambiance seemed to choke the air, strengthening further in the depths of the palace. Near the core of Los Viejo a pressure weighed down upon the halls and inner sanctums of the fortress. The pressure was clearly unwelcoming in nature, leaving a feeling of dread in all who dared to intrude upon this ancient place.

In the same fashion as the outer wall gates, the massive set of doors leading to the expansive Throne Room within were very slightly open. While it would likely take a great feat of strength to open these doors further, it was at least possible due to them being unlocked. The Throne Room of Last Viejo was located so far into the moon and below the main portion of the fortress that it skirted the central core of the celestial satellite. This also seemed to be where the heavy pressure and ominous atmosphere originated from, both of which were strongest in this room. At the back of the room, furthest away from the entrance doors, was where the large throne was located. It didn't appear to be anything special, resembling a large stone chair without legs. However, far more interesting was what was behind and in the throne. A huge machine that reached all the way up to the ceiling of this cathedral-like room was directly behind the throne, and appeared to be the only large machine still alive across the entirety of the moon. It almost resembled a very large life support system, with various gauges for measuring the healthiness of hormones and organs within the person it was hooked up to.

This machine had many cables hooked up to what appeared to be a dead body sitting upon the throne, cloaked in darkness. The reddish hair on this body's head was dull, its head slumped, and its eyes closed. However, for some reason the machine began to wind down, and eventually turn off completely. In a matter of minutes the life support system was as dead and dark as the rest of Los Viejo. If the person in the throne wasn't dead before, they'd certainly be now. With this, the end of a chapter in Hueco Mundo's history would finally come to a close. Suddenly, the pressure weighing down the inner halls of Los Viejo burst outwards, cloaking the entire moon in what would feel like gravity many times stronger than Earth, as well as cover it in a sense of dread. With a very, very deep sigh the body sitting upon the castle's throne lifted its head up and back. Slowly but surely the man's eyelids separated, revealing dull purple eyes with rings surrounding their pupils. A single sentence left the lips of this being in a deep, gravelly voice.

"...Despair....shall wash over the world again..."



Posting Template By: [THEFROST]
Yuki
Yuki
Established Member
Joined : 2016-06-13
Posts : 257
Location : US

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue123800/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (123800/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Re: Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Thu Jun 16, 2016 2:51 am

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Bxeyl0K
Yuki Kameko

The Wolf




Word Count: 1,120




What was once the dead silence of a forgotten world was suddenly and rudely interrupted by the gentle clicking of wood, followed briefly by the same wood sliding open upon itself. From thin air an old paper sliding door had appeared, a shoji, which opened to reveal a bright white light. A single black butterfly fluttered silently from within the light, and soon it was followed by a lone Shinigami. Yuki calmly made her exit from the other-worldly gateway, despite the unfamiliar territory that rested before her. As the gate sealed shut behind her she took a few moments to linger in place, glancing about at her new surroundings.

What is this place? This is not a desert. Indeed, it was no desert, and as such, this was not Hueco Mundo, her initial destination. She had desired a very quick trip into the home world of the Hollows, a simple peek into where they came from, or perhaps where they ended up. If nothing else, it might have given her some new perspective into their development, or something to help her in her daily patrols. But a mistake had obviously been made by someone, and instead she had been transported to this place, wherever it was. If she had been more studious about the Shinigami’s history, then she may have known where it was that she’d ended up, and some fear might have crept into her heart. However that had never been a favorite subject of hers’.

Well, I am here now. I may as well proceed. The quiet clicking of wood against metal echoed through ancient halls. Yuki’s bright red orb slowly drifted about, taking in hauntingly beautiful halls massive in scale and untouched by the passage of time. A quick glance backward revealed a pair of gates designed for a fortress. Despite the darkness, there were the occasional torch, which lit small pockets, and these provided her with plenty of light. If there are burning torches then there must certainly be occupants. Is this Earth? Perhaps I was actually sent to Hueco Mundo. Maybe a Hollow city? Do those even exist?

Curiosity filled her every being, briefly awakening feelings which had been missing since her childhood. It brought her back to a simpler time, not one which she enjoyed sinking into thought about, but one which had its good moments. Exploring with wonder and discovering new things had always been one of her favorite activities. After all, what else could she do during those days? Toys were not a luxury they could afford, and exploration was linked into their survival. It brought food, and information, and supplies, and sometimes even the occasional coin. Most of all, it was fun. That was not something that she’d had for a couple of years now. Not since Takuma had perished.

As she was about to scold herself for bringing such thoughts to life, something else caught her interest. The air was suddenly dense with something menacing. Breathing became somewhat more difficult, and for a moment she was forced to stop, a hand drawn unconsciously towards her throat. What is this? But, as quickly as it had been noticed, it suddenly disappeared. A deeper breath was taken before she continued forth, her gaze focused forwards towards a great set of wooden doors.

Her pace had slowed somewhat due to growing caution, but finally she reached the doors, setting one of her ears close to it, in an attempt to listen to what might lie within. There was nothing but silence, and for a moment she grew concerned that something had noticed her approach, and that it was now in waiting for her. So, for a couple of minutes she waited with one hand near her weapon. Calm yourself. If somebody was here then you would have surely detected them by now. Perhaps there really isn’t anyone here anymore? That has to be the case, right? Ignoring her beating heart, and following minutes of waiting, Yuki’s hand stretched out, aiming to push open the great doors before her.

Suddenly everything grew heavy, her eye widening with shock as she was very nearly brought to her knees! A sickening feeling of dread permeated the air, catching her off guard enough to make her feel ill, at least for a brief moment. Then she heard it: through the great wooden doors was a sound, the exhaling of breath, followed by a single sentence. Someone was alive, someone quite powerful, someone who may or may not have been an enemy. Part of her screamed out to run as quickly as she could, to hop right back through the Senkaimon to safety. But part of her was curious, and another part ashamed of such a cowardly thought, and it was these two parts which ultimately won out in the end.

Taking in a quiet breath, Yuki pushed against the door, which slowly though loudly creaked inwards, until it formed just large enough of a gap to allow her entry. She paused again for a moment before making her entrance. Instantly brought to her attention was a huge machine covered with cables, which descended down into the back of what appeared to be a throne, upon which sat a corpse. At least, one might originally assume that it was a corpse, however she knew better. She could feel the spiritual energy coursing from this being, clear to her now as the source of all those dreadful feelings she’d experienced since her arrival. It, or rather he, appeared to be a Shinigami, or perhaps a Human, and while she’d seen Hollows in the past who stood upon two legs, she’d never seen one that shared this many similarities.

Still, something was not right about this scene. Why would a Human or a Shinigami be here, alone for that matter? It simply did not add up. Calming herself, she started to take slow, careful steps towards the man, her eye never leaving his figure, although for the moment her weapon remained restrained at her side. The young Shinigami’s gaze crept over the stranger’s form, taking in whatever information she possibly could, ultimately resting upon his face when she came to a halt a few meters away from the throne. It would be clear to any Hollow that she was a Shinigami, as she wore their outfit and wielded their typical choice of weapon.

With her heart and mind both calmed, and having adjusted as best she could to the change in the air’s density, Yuki spoke with a quieted voice and a fairly neutral tone despite the dangerous situation.

“Hello. I am Yuki Kameko.”

Introductions were always the most polite way to start a conversation, especially with potentially dangerous strangers!



Coding In Template By: [THEFROST]



END OF THE POST
Gin
Gin
Veteran Member
Joined : 2011-06-30
Posts : 2290
Age : 28

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue10000/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (10000/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Re: Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Tue Jun 21, 2016 3:33 am




Strange.....no other word quite appropriately described this scene. Nagato Tengan, God King of Hueco Mundo, sat upon his throne finally free of the shackles he had set upon himself years prior in order to get rest. Before him, the mightiest Arrancar left in the world, stood a small girl from the Gotei Thirteen who hadn't even achieved the rank of Lieutenant. The difference between their power was like Heaven and Earth, or greater. And yet here she stood, deep within the most ancient of Hueco Mundo's fortresses, introducing herself as if she were meeting another member of her division. This action was perhaps the greatest insult Nagato Tengan had ever received in the tens of thousands of years in which he's lived. Even Ashlei Clixx's existence didn't seem as slanderous to him as the gall of the girl standing in front of his throne, telling him her name. Whether or not she meant to insult him was irrelevant for her merely being in his presence alone was enough to malign him.

At literally any moment Nagato Tengan could vaporize this Shinigami without effort or a second thought, remorselessly. Either with a Cero or a physical strike, her life could end as swiftly as Nagato pleased. However, for some reason he found himself not wanting to do such a thing. His hate for the entire Shinigami race ran through his veins as his blood did, so why on Earth would he even allow her to remain in his presence? Perhaps he wanted to toy with her first, torturing her until finally the last light left her eyes. Maybe he was still pondering exactly how he wanted to eradicate her. Then again, maybe not. There was something....odd about Yuki. Or maybe it was just the specific situation these two found themselves in. Either way, Nagato did something he would not have expected himself to do: He introduced himself to the Shinigami girl.

"You stand before Nagato Tengan, ruler of all the white sands of Hueco Mundo and everything beneath and above it's sky. I can only gather you did not mean to trespass upon the hallowed halls of Los Viejo, much less my throne room. Speak or join the thousands of your race I've already slain."

During this entire time Nagato's eyes remained open and focused on Yuki Kameko, shining dully in the darkness of Los Viejo. Their gaze was perhaps the most intimidating aspect of his appearance as they remained both unblinking and unmoving while also seeming to possess a mighty power of their own. Practically, his eyes were also one of the more dangerous cards he had in his deck. Through them he was able to obtain all physical, mental, and Reiryoku information possible merely by observing the Shinigami who stood before him. She had no secrets before his Awakened eyes, and any attempt at lying or trickery would be seen through instantly. However, for some reason Nagato didn't think she would try either with him. No, he fully expected her to not only be honest about her reasons for being there but also remain unwavering before the Hollow King. If not, well.....he'd be extraordinarily disappointed in her.


Posting Template By: [THEFROST]

__________________
Awakening Despair[OPEN] DVNh7M9
Yuki
Yuki
Established Member
Joined : 2016-06-13
Posts : 257
Location : US

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue123800/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (123800/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Re: Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Tue Jun 21, 2016 12:38 pm

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Bxeyl0K
Yuki Kameko

The Wolf




Word Count: 729




For what felt like a minute there was silence, as if the strange man upon the throne was contemplating something, and despite her best efforts Yuki could feel a chill run down her spine. His power was clear: had he desired, she doubted she could last two minutes in a fight against him. However she was simply too curious to turn away despite everything warning her to. She wondered what sort of thoughts coursed through his mind. Perhaps he really was a Shinigami, trapped here in this unusual fortress. Deep down she knew that not to be true, she had an idea of what he might be, although she didn't really want to admit it to herself. As he finally did speak up that idea became all too real, and her denial could not continue any further.

Nagato Tengan. Ruler of Hueco Mundo. Los Viejo. A slayer of Shinigami. So it really is true. This is some type of Hollow, and I really did end up in Hueco Mundo.

Yuki's solitary crimson orb drifted unblinking once more over the form of the man seated before her, and ultimately it rested upon one of his eyes. They were very unusual. Was it because he was a Hollow, or was there another reason for it? Regardless, it was almost entrancing to peer into. Thankfully she noticed how quiet she was being and snapped out of her prolonged gazing in order to speak, although not before lowering her head forward slightly out of respect, retaining eye contact as best she could.

"I meant to venture into Hueco Mundo. I assume that this Los Viejo is the capital of Hueco Mundo. Or are we not within the desert world?"

She paused for a moment in thought. He would be expecting a reason. There was no reason for her to lie, nor was she the type to do so anyways. It was an aspect she admired, although at times it was also a curse. For the moment, there was no telling whether it was going to get her into deeper trouble, or to keep her out of it.

"I had intended to study the Hollow within what I assume is their home world. To observe them, perhaps to learn more about them. I have only heard about Hueco Mundo. This would be my first time visiting it" she stated calmly and again in a neutral tone, not because she was bored or completely without fear, but because she was simply used to speaking in that way. Few things excited her these days.

However this current situation was different. Those pangs of excitement, long dead by now, were being rekindled. Here she stood before what was apparently the leader of all Hollows. Despite her best efforts she could not completely hide it, as her large bushy tail started to drift faintly from one side to the other. At any moment she could be slain, but the idea of fighting this creature was exhilarating regardless. More than that, her curiosity continued to drive her forward.

Standing up straight once more, Yuki continued to speak. "Would it be too much for me to assume that you are a Hollow of some type? I apologize if this question does offend you; I have simply never met one like you.” She paused briefly in thought, before continuing. “I mean a Hollow with an appearance similar to a Human, or a Shinigami. It was not expected.”

A thought occurred to her. How would she escape from this situation? Could she even escape? His power was vastly greater than her own, so fighting him would not lead to her escape. Running was certainly an option, but there were multiple problems with it. Speed was something she continued to work on, and this creature would undoubtedly catch up to her in seconds. On top of that, even if she could manage it she would simply be against such cowardly actions. Perhaps it simply was not an option. Either this Hollow would let her go, or she would fight and be slain, for she doubted they took prisoners. And why should he? She had never heard of their kind offering the same.

Still, what they did was righteous. By cutting down a Hollow they saved its soul. A Hollow devoured souls. Clearly they were not good. But then, was this Hollow the same?



Coding In Template By: [THEFROST]



END OF THE POST
Gin
Gin
Veteran Member
Joined : 2011-06-30
Posts : 2290
Age : 28

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue10000/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (10000/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Re: Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Mon Jun 27, 2016 12:59 am




The girl's ignorance was almost as offensive as her race. Shinigami were pitiful in the eyes of Nagato Tengan, but a Shinigami completely ignorant about Hollows? That didn't even make sense. The Shini Academy taught it's students about Hollows, Arrancar, and all the other races the Gotei did battle with so Yuki's complete lack of knowledge confounded the Sage utterly. He expected her to have at least some understand of not only the realm she now stood in, but it's denizens as well. Perhaps the most offensive thing Yuki said during this entire conversation was her comparison of Nagato to humans and Shinigami in appearance. That single statement caused rage to boil up within the Arrancar King on a magnitude he had yet to display to the girl standing before him.

"Humans? Shinigami? How dare you compare me to those vile wretches. You come into my realm, into my kingdom, into my throne room and stand there flinging insults from your primitive mind? Understand that in less time than it would take for you to blink..." As Nagato's sentence trailed off, he suddenly made his first real movement in this confrontation, getting up from his Throne and moving to just a couple feet in front of Yuki near instantly. His speed was on such a level even if she used all her focus and concentration, the Shinigami would not have been able to even mentally register the Arrancar had moved until he was already in front of her. In his new position, Nagato started speaking again in order to finish what he had been saying to her. "...I could wipe you from existence." His tone was still flat, not betraying any thoughts currently coursing through his mind. His speech and mannerisms were almost robotic in nature, hiding anything and everything from those he conversed with. Due to this, Yuki likely wouldn't be able to tell if he meant his previous statement in an aggressive way or if he was just plainly stating a fact.

"I am Arrancar, the final evolution of the Hollow race. Before I removed my pesky little Mask I was a Vasto Lorde. There have been less than a dozen born in the last thousand years....but I predate them all. I was the first, reaching that state long before your Gotei or Seireitei ever even existed. Over twenty thousand years ago. To me, you are not even an ant. Sympathize with me. What would you do if a bacterium came into your home and insulted your entire species?" Without cause, Nagato lifted his right hand from it's place at his side and held it palm-open above Yuki's forehead. Despite holding back the vast majority of his Reitsu, the pressure emanating from his hand was enough, due to the close proximity, to force a person of Yuki's caliber to her knees even with a released Zanpakutō, much less without having even maxing out their own Reitsu.

"Despite the disrespect you've shown me in my own home, I wish to use you as a guinea pig of sorts. Trust me, it's a great honor. Tell me, would you like power as you've never felt before? Would you like to have not only your true potential released, but even greater power as well? I can do that for you. All you would need to do is become a Knight of Hueco Mundo, faithful to me and me only, and I will grant you abilities beyond your wildest dreams. What say you?"


Posting Template By: [THEFROST]

__________________
Awakening Despair[OPEN] DVNh7M9
Yuki
Yuki
Established Member
Joined : 2016-06-13
Posts : 257
Location : US

Member Info
Platinum Points:
Awakening Despair[OPEN] Left_bar_bleue123800/999999Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty_bar_bleue  (123800/999999)
Tiers:

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Empty Re: Awakening Despair[OPEN]

Mon Jun 27, 2016 1:41 am

Awakening Despair[OPEN] Bxeyl0K
Yuki Kameko

The Wolf




Word Count: 512




If it came down to it then Yuki would certainly not be able to flee from her current situation, a fact which became quite obvious as she unintentionally insulted the powerful creature sitting before her. In fact she'd simply been ignorant, although that would never be enough to completely excuse her words. Regardless, in an instant the man appeared standing before her. On instinct her eye widened with surprise and she was forced to take a step backwards, nearly shifting her hand to her weapon, although thankfully she did manage to stop herself in time. Drawing on such a powerful creature, especially one which might have currently been upset, would only end poorly for her.

I could not even see his approach. This grows worrisome.

For a few moments Yuki remained as still as she possibly could while Nagato briefly and properly instructed her upon the life cycle, or at least an extremely condensed version, of the Hollow. She had most certainly been instructed of everything within her classes, but that sort of setting never really stuck with her. This, however, would definitely stick within her mind. Not only was she being taught by what was supposed to be her enemy, but she was also being insulted. Of course in the current context perhaps insulted was not quite adequate. The comparison was not completely off, at least in terms of power. That much was certain.

One of the Arrancar's hands was raised over her head, and Yuki very carefully kept an eye upon it. Without warning the air around her grew much denser and heavier. For a brief moment Yuki resisted, as best she could, to remain up on her feet. Even her tail lifted outwards behind her, hoping to further stabilize her. However the power that washed over her was simply too much: ultimately she was forced to a knee, body shaking somewhat beneath the extreme strain being placed upon it. Her other knee soon followed suit, and she was forced to prop herself up with her hands.

Nagato continued to speak, and the words that flowed forth from his mouth only grew more interesting. She would be offered power in exchange for her unquestioning loyalty towards this creature. It was certainly enticing. Power was, ultimately, what she hoped to achieve in the long run. But what would it mean for her to accept this? Especially in this sort of situation.

Impossible.

Gritting her teeth, Yuki focused upon her own well of power, unleashing forth what she could from her current state. It would not be much, and certainly not enough to allow her free movement, although it would make speaking somewhat easier.

"I am honored by the offer, and I do apologize for any insult that was inferred. I must, however, respectfully decline. There is no honor in breaking one's loyalty simply for the sake of power" she stated quietly and through grit teeth. Her eye closed as she braced for his response. If nothing else it was certain to be painful, but at least she could handle that aspect.



Coding In Template By: [THEFROST]



END OF THE POST
Back to top
Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum