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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:

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And again, welcome to our Bleach RP.
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Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road


Calypso was taken aback as suddenly she heard the voice of her aunt, feeling her touch as her head of hair was ruffled like a child's, her expression broad with shock and stillness as she watched Inami step ahead of her and speak. To the girl's perspective, she felt as if the woman had completely put her aside like some unruly child to speak proper words on the subject. With this sensation, she was put into silence, a sense of embarrassment and restlessness growing in her as she clenched her teeth behind her lips.

Her arms trembled as her hands balled up into fists, as she felt she was being pushed aside and spoken over, her words not mattering to any who dared listen, until her sibling directly addressed her;

"You are weak, Calypso."

She tasted blood in her mouth with how angry that statement made her, especially coming from her. Weak? Her? Weak?!

She could barely keep her anger in check, her form becoming rigid, the perceived offense in her treatment and being referred to as weak for her attitude and beliefs. As she was about to retort, she was suddenly encased in darkness, silenced to the outside world. She was only further shaken by these events.

Once again, she felt her autonomy was robbed, disrespect thrown her way, treated like a child.

Her eyes became round as she saw her other mother - Arianda - speaking about something, and trying to move to get her out of this prison.

But this was no prison to her, not for long.

With a sharp, harsh ripping noise, Calypso tore the bubble to pieces with merely her energy, being orchestrated as a volley of screeches from many mouths upon her flesh, such appendages vanishing as she freed herself. She looked across the crowd, and then at Algos, a cold look in her eyes as she had just about enough of this exchange,

"True weakness is being so far up your own ass with hubris that you're unable to handle hearing anything that opposes you."

Wings of the mind's design burst from her back as she stared dead on at Algos, glaring at her as she turned her back,

"Apologies. I can't serve you all today. But I will be back, as someone stronger and knowing," Her gaze softened into weariness as her eyes scanned over to Inami, "Someone who can't be put down like a small, petulant child."

And with that, she bid the gathering goodbye, racing into the sky and off out of view.



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Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

Words that had been robbed, words that could never bridge torn rifts. To inami the crowds around her at that moment as her niece once more put calypso down had become dyed in monochrome. The dismal shades of grey were hinted by flecks of ruby red. Once more, conflict had arisen when it should not. Once more, it was proven that this world was always unfair, and unequal. A sickness welled deep within her, and she wished that she could retch. A vileness washed over her that robbed the light from her eyes, and once more stole the smile from her lips.

”A petulant child? Is she referring to..”

A tremor faintly danced upon her as she softly released bid’daums gentlemanly grip. For a moment illogicalities would awash the party. Wine would float upwards from goblets, shadows would radiate light. There would be spots where gravity ceased to be, and other spots where sound would no longer walk. It was as if the rules that reality abided by for that moment, when calypso’s tired and battered gaze met her own--ceased to be. Such was the state of instability within the queen of chaya, that her ungodly grip over herself slipped, and her powers bled forth to stain the realm in it’s color.

For that moment, and only that moment, the world and it’s inhabitants would truly understand what it meant to be a being of inami’s calibre. The sky itself was lit with the incandescent haze of inami’s unearthly might. It was as if heaven and earth had been turnt upon its head. For a being whose very power stemmed from mental instability, the floodgates would release a spike of power in that moment that could be felt within hundreds, if not thousands of miles.

But only for that moment, because in the next that ungodly power was reigned back inward, hidden within inami’s petite body, like a behemoth once more returning to its slumber. And yet, for all the talk inami had made of showing a united front to the demon realm, to show them their rulers were united to the cause of their wellbeing, ribbons of blood dripped forth from the queen’s face from where her nails had dug upon her own flesh. A feeling of dread emanated from her as the crows parted and Inami glanced up at the woman who had single-handedly done more damage to this family than any of the asthavon sisterhood had managed in the past four hundred years.

Inami’s deadened gaze landed upon Algos, boring into her as she walked towards her. What made it worse however, was even now, after all she had done, Inami’s heart still ached for her, for the life she had been subjected to. She did not hate Algos what so ever, and that made all of this so very hard. That was why as the crowds parted, some cowering upon their knees in fear for the power that the queen had unleashed, Inami worked through the myriad of emotions that filled her at that moment.

She worked through the anger and despair at their broken household. She worked through the sadness at the present, and the frustration at the broken world that had caused this to happen. She worked through her feeling of powerlessness at her inability to protect them all, and it only served to further cement her feeling that this world needed to change.

She knew that at this moment, her visage was unbefitting of a queen, and that this gathering was undoubtedly ruined. That they had failed to put up a united front in front of the beings of the realm, and yet she did not regret it. To those of her nation, they knew that she would protect them. She did not need the sympathy of this nation, not right now when she had come so unbelievably close to snapping in a fit of rage that only mana would have been capable of stopping.

Right now she was being selfish, because her tenuous grip was slipping. That was why as her deadened eyes gazed upon algos she sighed softly, blackened smog billowing forth from her lips as she stopped next to the white-haired girl and drew her into a hug. However, there was no warmth in it, instead it would feel drab and empty. Callous and cold, as cold as the weary expression that had adorned the queen’s face. To everyone else, it’d look like she was supporting her family. However to algos she’d hear the words that Inami leaned in to murmur against her ear.

”Why is loving you so hard algos, when all you do is take, and destroy? Even now.. I love you, and that.. That is what hurts the most.””[/b]

With those words said, Inami’s hands withdrew from Algos, with a feeling of finality as Inami without looking back at any of them began to walk towards Mana’s palace.


Inami has exited the thread





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