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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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Lillian
Lillian
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Sat Jan 13, 2024 11:04 am

The Lord of Burial


Eating, eat, to be eaten or to eat, it was a ruthless pull between two starving beings gnawing at each other's flesh. While the dragon consumed out of gluttony, the god consumed out of interest to save her sorry soul from the wreath of sin it had entangled itself within, an ego mired in it's own hangups crying to be torn free. Distressing, compelling were those cries, as those bony hands sought to hold tight to the creature's flesh with the ribbons slowly unravelling and absorbing that stubborn flesh that yearned to hold to this life. Preservation, desperation, anger, thrashing, it could all be tasted as they sought to absorb it all, until a coil of fate touched their senses.

Ribbons peeled and were immediately brought forth to protect the primary body they held so tenderly from the crushing effluvia seeking to eat her, the ribbons themselves restoring as they deteriorated, but the sheer overwhelm of the attack held the presence in a momentary pause, loosing it's holding on the dragon's body for a moment of advantage.

Cease this struggle. I seek only to bring you rest.

END
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Thu Jan 18, 2024 5:50 am
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A Dragon | Nothing More, Nothing Less



It was in the grasp of those ribbons and wings that the Dragon realized this was yet another fight that she was not meant to win. First that icy degenerate, now this unknowable thing that was digging its way into her scales. The Dragon was just moments away from resigning herself to fate when suddenly she felt the opening. Just a brief moment where she was let go, let untouched just enough for her to writhe and struggle herself free of the creature's grasp. Or at least, free enough for her to do the only thing left that she could do.

"I will find you." She stated with surprising firmness despite the direness of her situation. "And I will devour you both. This was a bigger mistake than you could possibly have realized."

And in the blink of an eye, the Dragon kicked herself off of the God's body and into a Garganta that she opened in less than a second. It was just big enough for her, no more, and with what little strength she had left she leapt through and closed it behind her. The Dragon's spiritual energies vanished from the location, and the effluvia she left behind slowly started to dissipate. In just a few minutes, it would all be gone and the only trace of her existence was the mass destruction the beast left in her wake.

Tsubine
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Thu Jan 18, 2024 1:25 pm

Calliope R. Schwarzmann
Director, Albedochiffren

Calliope had braced for a conflict with the Dragon as it veered towards her directly. It wasn't going to end pretty for either of them. About to call out for her ultimate form, whatever Eldritch creature had replaced Liltotto as her battle companion brought the beast to the ground. It wasn't a relaxing moment—she couldn't take the moment to catch her breath. She didn't know whether that thing would eat her as well. Calliope froze, weighing her options. The Dragon writhed to free itself from the ribbons' grasp.

Calliope stared as two calamities wrestled for dominance. It was at this moment something clicked. It wasn't the thought of her being out of her depth. That thought had already come and gone by now. Perhaps it was the destruction—yet another city reduced to slag and rubble—or maybe it was the thought of her getting caught in a direct attack from either of these two beings. She realized then and there that neither were right. Neither were part of the world. Neither were part of the true natural order of things. Yes, this Dragon might be a Hollow—but who is to say that Hollows should be part of the natural order? Shouldn't the so-called "World of the Living" be for the Living?

The Hollow let out a final shriek of frustration before... slipping away? Calliope snapped out of her reverie for a moment, ready to strike... only for it to threaten to find her? She was mid-swing of another volley of silver tubes before it fled into a Garganta. She caught herself before releasing them and quickly slid them back into their holsters. She would remember this Hollow more than any of the others she had slain. She made a quick mental note to sift through whatever records the Vandenreich had on that thing. Something told Calliope that this wasn't going to be the last time she saw the Dragon. The radio keyed on once more as one of the engineers called for her. "Madame Director, we have completed repairs and have restarted the field generator. It's running just fine now."

"Copy that. I'll be returning there posthaste with one additional. Go ahead and place two chairs in the protected zone. I think the two of us will be taking a much-needed breather." She turned to the Vandenreich's own abomination—no matter what form she took, Calliope would always see that thing as Liltotto. It explained why the majority of the ink in Liltotto's file wasn't from a printer, but from a censor's pen. Stowing away any of the anxiety and apprehension she felt, Calliope called out to her "comrade." "Good work there! I don't think I would have been able to stop it myself without resorting to more devastation. Come back to the forward base with me; I think you have earned yourself a break before—"

A wave of Reiatsu crashed over the area. The entire city shook for a moment as something massive came into being. She didn't know what it was or who it came from. At the level it was, she didn't care what it was. She'd need some kind of spiritual nuke to counter that. The only thing she could tell was that it was from something related to a Hollow. "Well, before that becomes our problem. We should both be rested before tackling that if it comes to it."

It didn't matter if Liltotto came or not, because Calliope was going back to her pet project. She was going to chug a bottle of water or three and sit and relax. She waved off the salutes from the engineers as the generator was turned off for a brief moment to allow entry. She sat in the uncomfortable fold-out chair and stared out at the sky. She wondered why she bothered with trying to destroy these Hollows. She wondered why she bothered with the creation of new technology to better protect. She, herself, would never be a fighter like the Sternritter in the thick of it. And yet, she continued the fight. But why? A break in the smoke and clouds gave her the answer. A beautiful sky existed beyond the haze of eternal conflict. So why did she do it? It was... "For the preservation of our blue and pure world."


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Thu Jan 18, 2024 1:49 pm

The Lord of Burial


The wrestle and grab of pale ribbons lessened, as if disappointed with the hollow's slipping away into another realm. She did not wish to be saved, it was something that forever puzzled the dead embers of a previous flame, those thin forms calmly retracting and returning to the body they emerged from, gently carrying the form in the darkness as if the body were piloted by a puppet's strings. The tense, coil, and velocity of it's form had calmed to nothing more than a warm dark ocean, two lights in flowing shadow looking to Calliope as the serene figure glided across wreckage and despair. Though it's purpose was not fulfilled, the enemy was gone, staring upon the red-headed woman, nothing but a sleek mask of darkness and those two glowing eyes visible with a squint.

Thank you.
The sensation's unearthly tone would speak like a whisper on the ear, that darkness manifested on her face shattering like glass, ribbons wrapping unto and restoring the woman's form to it's previous, pristine state, ribbons coiling with darkness and peeling from her now nude body losing consciousness and stability, falling to the ground as coils of light spun together, until motes of light formed, floating up high.

High, away from the earth, away from this realm, tiny lights of cleansed souls, sin inherited by their consumer.

END
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Thu Jan 18, 2024 2:16 pm

Calliope R. Schwarzmann
Director, Albedochiffren

Calliope was planning on just sitting down and resting. Those plans were interrupted by being stared down by a mass of ribbons and two glowing eyes. Calliope's only thought was to run away, but she doubted she could do that. So she waited to see what it would do. It stared for only a moment before she felt the sensation. It was like hearing a voice on the wind—perhaps it was there, perhaps it wasn't. After today, Calliope didn't know or care. With the things she saw, anything was possible.

It's why Liltotto's limp form wasn't that surprising either. Anyone who knew Calliope wouldn't expect her to act. That's because her actions like this were only done far from sight—behind closed doors and well into history. She had no reason to anymore. She caught Liltotto and watched as a snowfall of light fell in reverse. Calliope had no idea what they were, and she wasn't about to touch them either.

Finding a building on the way back, Calliope removed her vest and uniform's tunic. She wrapped Liltotto in the uniform like a blanket before strapping the vest back on. Calliope would rather be seen in a sweaty tanktop than let a hero of the day parade around in the nude. "Get a medical team in there instead of the second chair. And tell the men to keep their eyes on their work." Even as she carried Liltotto's unconscious form, the thought of what she had released still echoed in Calliope's mind. She looked like a normal girl, but Calliope reminded herself that she wasn't. That there was something else behind those sleeping eyes—something she couldn't fathom currently.


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