Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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Decker stretched his arms out as he walked along the bustling street of the downtown area of the city. It had been quite a long week. He was away on some business taking care of a couple contracts he had. Both had not been with the TRS who he usually deals with now a days. It was for a couple old bosses he used to have contracts with from time to time. He is mostly retired from killing mostly innocent people. But these people pay way too well to not take the job. So he took it and was gone for awhile. He had just gotten back into the city a little while ago after getting his rewards.
He had stopped into the TRS HQ to see if Kaitlynn wanted to hang out since they haven't in a while. After talking to her for a bit he left and wandered around like a lost puppy for a bit until she was free. Took a couple naps during the day. They had agreed to meet up at the bar later to hang out and catch up. He opened the door to the musty bar and walked in. His nose twitching a bit from the smell of alcohol and bar food. He walked up to the L shape bar and sat down at a stool. As he looked at the bar tender with his amber eyes and ordered some whisky straight. After a moment a glass with brown liquid with some ice in it appeared in front of him. He took the glass and started to sip on it.
He leaned back in his chair with the glass in his hand and just wanted the T.V. News flashes every now and then updating the people on current events and what not then back to sports or something. The bar wasn't too busy. Mostly the regulars and some kids that turned of age playing pool and having a good time. What a time, probably the best year of your life. Turning of age to drink, going to parties left and right. Celebrating life. Decker remembers those days. He finished his drink and ordered another as he just sat there waiting for Kaitlynn to arrive.
Work had progressed slowly for Kaitlynn, creating an overall boring day. Terror reports remained limited to minor altercations involving mostly pipsqueaks, low-risk mutants and the occasion troublemaker. There was little that caught the angel's attention as she proceeded with the small amount of paperwork she acquired from being a TRS sergeant. She rarely allowed for the pile to build considering her fortune in the paperwork being split between herself and Sonya. The pen scrawling her signature across numerous sheets of paper alongside the tedious effort being taken towards ordering new equipment for the unit. It left the angel sighing in boredom and begging for her to end so she could escape the hell that was a slow day at work. The only event of the day had been when Decker had stopped into headquarters to speak with her, resulting in a decision to head to the bar after work.
Time progressed gradually until freedom was granted, Kaitlynn hastily leaving the office and changing into a pair of street clothes. The TRS uniform was left in her locker, the young woman only retrieving her purse before leaving headquarters and heading in the direction of the business district. The angel left in a white t-shirt and a pair of pale skinny jeans that clung to her frame. The warmth of the summer air removed any necessity of requiring a sweater to enjoy the outdoors; the occasional cloud being the only relief for the heat. Instead of enjoying the atmosphere of the Golden Crown, she had been invited to a smaller establishment within the business district. The angel was not going to complain, especially considering she desired some time enjoying drinks with a friend. She continued hastily down the streets, her purple eyes scanning the buildings until finally landing on the chosen establishment.
The angel quickly weaved through the few individuals on the sidewalk, reaching the front door of the bar. The wooden door was pushed open, the bell ringing above her, announcing her arrival. The bar itself possessed an L shape with a heavy smell of musk greeting her. A pool table alongside a dartboard appeared to be some of the forms of entertainment within the establishment. Some patrons sat at tables that marked the left while the right held a counter surrounded with stools. Her purple eyes scanned the establishment, noticing Decker occupying one of the bar stools. With a smile on her face, she hurried over to her friend and took the stool next to him.
"What a good boy, waiting for me," she teased. "Anyways, sorry for the wait."
It was a reference towards Decker's species and ultimately designed to be a harmless remark. Once the bartender provided her with some attention, she ordered a rum and coke which was shortly provided. The dark brown liquid fizzed within the glass, the ice floating silently above as they settled. A small sip the taken, the angel enjoying the flavour as she mentally prepared for a night of drinking.
Decker watched the t.v as he the channels flicked by as one of the bar tenders was searching for something good on other than news and what not. He finally stopped it at hockey. It wasn't pro or anything cause their season is in off season. But it seemed to be some B team or something. Not that Decker cared, it was better than watching media shit that was mostly fake or blown out of proportion. He ordered another drink still waiting for Kaitlynn to show up. Seems like she might have gotten stuck at work. As he finished his drink, the man behind the bar replaced his empty glass with a nice full one.
He brought it up to his lips as he heard a voice as he glanced over to see the TRS agent. As she said somethings, teasing him like he was some dog or something. "Just cause I'm a Lycan and clearly don't look like a human. Don't give ya the right to start to teasing me all willy nilly like im your house pet. You sorry excuse for a holy angel" he teased back as he stuck out his tongue at her playfully at her. Even though she did have a good excuse to say that considering their first meeting where he just followed her back to the TRS HQ like a lost puppy. It was one of his first times in the city, he had no idea where he was going. Either way ever since then, they have become fast drinking buddies. Even if it does take quite a bit for Decker to feel the buzz cause he is a Lycan.
There was always a bit of teasing between herself and close friends, Kaitlynn enjoying the playful humour. Considering his first visit to the city featured Decker following her around similar to a puppy, the brunette figured the teasing was warranted. A grin remained across her face as she settled on the stool, adjusting her purse and making herself comfortable. Once completed, she grabbed the cold glance again, hearing the clinking of ice cubes as she drank from it again. There was the sweet taste of coke, the soda fizzing over her tongue while the bitter taste of alcohol kicked in afterwards. The glance was returned to the assigned position, the brunette swallowing before laughing at the remark that Decker made. While Kaitlynn considered herself morally correct, there were numerous jokes made towards her true holiness given her attitude.
"Awww, now you're being bad. Tsk tsk," she teased further. "As far as I am concerned, I am holy as long as my wings are white. Besides, who said 'thou shall not indulge in liquor or roughhousing'."
There was a foolish voice created for the response, an attempt to create a mock narration. A chuckle proceeded while she grinned towards her drinking friend. After an obnoxiously boring day at work, Kaitlynn craved these moments where she could indulge herself with alcohol. Besides, any repercussions were future Kaitlynn's problem, which would be dealt with when they arrived. She spared a glance at the television, noticing the channel to be on sports, particularly hockey that involved less renown teams.
"Never anything good to watch I bet," she stated. "It's either news or sports, but I would prefer not to hear a bunch of news castors tell us about all the bad things, ya know?"
It caused a mild favouritism for sports playing within the bar scene. People were already drinking bottles of beer and dulling their senses, thus why would they care about the news? These moments were designed for relaxation and indulgence, not fretting over the latest problem of the world. A small sip was taken from the angel's glass while she spent a few more moments looking at the TV. The draining of her cup was purposefully gradual considering Decker's higher alcohol tolerance.
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The skin is created by Wolf of Adoxography and Gangnam Style. The thread and conversation remodels are by Kagney. The Strange Reality board list, Heal My Soul info center, I Remember Now mini profile and Electric Requiem profile remodel is made by Pharoah Leap. The Who's That Member member list remodel was made by Tictactoe. The Cbox.ws Shoutbox remodel was made by Trinity Blair. All templates used for claims, information sheets, applications, etc are credited to their owners; credits for these can be found in the threads the templates are use on. Images that are used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners, however, they have been edited by Zac with a few being edited by Chibi Magician. The plot, rules and various other information pieces for The Duality of Man are written by Chibi Magician with the assistence of her co-admins, Finnegan and Dremulf, alongside other unlisted people who were kind enough to give their input. The TRS, AP and face claim were all created by Fleur for specifically the use of TDOM. All plugins used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners. The templates my members use are credited to their maker, if you find a template that belongs to you, but is uncredited, please speak to Chibi Magician or the member themself. Characters created on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners and should not be used elsewhere without the creator's permission.
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