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.
With April, an activity check has arrived for members to do! Please post on the AC and tag all your accounts, including WIPs and OOC accounts. Failure to post on this AC will result in your accounts being marked inactive or deleted. Please note, due to a late start, the due date for this check has been adjusted for one time and one time only.
Remmy ran along the forest coming to someplace new some place he had never been before. Given this was his first time in the forest to begin with but he was happy. He decided maybe this would be a great place to go swimming. The male shifter getting more and more excited he didnt even notice his tail come out until he felt the breaze behind him. He looked around to see if anyone was around. He didnt see anyone so he didnt know what harm going for a sim in his animal form would be. Even as a shifter he had to be careful for his animal form well its fur was highly saught after even now.
Yes true enough he was a tiger shifter but he wasn't your normal tiger shifter. Soon he stood there in his shifted from after looking around one more time. He shifts to a 4’11” tiger where the average size being 3’11”. Thats not all he weighed a whopping 500 Lbs when in his form. As was stated he wasnt a normal black and orange tiger, or even a white and black tiger. What he was a golden tiger. The top was a rusty orange color his tripes were a darker orange and his and half of his face were white. He loved his animal from he had been raised by a normal orange tiger father and a white tiger mother. Of course these werent really his parents but his human ones must have not expected to have a child or soemthing he didnt know why but all he knew was he ended up thrown in with the tigers hoping the tigers would eat him. But the tigers raised him instead.
Remmy soon ran in plunging into the water as it felt good on his fur. He was having fun swimming so much so he didnt even notice another precents near by.
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illing had always been part of the plan when he's outside of his home, and it will always be part of the plan wherever he would go. No matter where he went, there's sure to be danger looming around the corners of each location he decides to visit, and people are sure to run once they see him. Unfortunately, morning is no time to destroy others' lives, and morning is not a perfect time for the Blood Fairy to strike.
Instead, he sits and sharpens his knife in the trees, sitting on a branch and lost in thought while he watches the blade slice through the slab of wood he is holding. The falling fragments of the said wood remind him of the lives he had taken with his knife, the blood lost from their physical bodies as he stabs them through. It gives him the guilt, and he begs for it at the same.
However, he is simply here to rest for a while. No harm done if he simply sits around, no?
He hears rustling sounds coming from below, and he looks on only to see a golden tiger jumping into the lake. In all honesty, he didn't care where this place is, only it was filled with so many Assembly members loitering around the place. It was a village, and the tree belonged to a larger forest? Arita Village, it was called?
However, he leaves all thoughts behind and watches the golden tiger swim on the lake below, his knife hidden in his coat for now.
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Hope you don't mind Garret getting into the thread~
Remmy my could sense the dark energy in the air however he still felt no hostility from it. He remained calm looking around the trees above not able to see anything super clearly with how many branches there were. "Hey if someone's up there you don't have to come down but you also can come join me for a swim" he roared forgetting he was in animal form. Whoops he said to himself realizing he was still in animal form as he shifted to human form with some tiger printed swim trunks on. "Sorry forgot I was in animal form. I was saying you can always come join me down here or you can stay up there whatever you choose. He had no idea if he was looking up the right tree. "I'm Remmy by the way" he said smiling as he started heading for the water again. The water dripping off his body.
@yakov occ: nope i dont mind remmy can always use more plots
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he other seems to have noticed that he wasn't alone, though in that form he couldn't see most of who else was there. He calls out from the lake, though, and even though his tiger doesn't allow him to speak verbally, he can still hear a voice in his mind. Garret smirks at the invitation, looking down at the tree he was sitting at. Garret had never been good at accepting invitations; they always end up bloody. Perhaps this one would come as an exception, though.
He looms on from the tree and watches as the other shifts back to his human form, looking at another tree a few from his. Garret chuckles silently as he looks at the blonde man, finding him quite pathetic for not getting his tree right. Oh well, he couldn't judge others, after all. Plus, that invitation seems nice enough. Maybe he'll accept it sometime if he's invited once again.
But right now, he is in no mood to swim.
"Oh, sorry, but I must decline your offer." He finally calls out from above, a giggle escaping his lips as he makes himself known from the darkness emitted by the leaves of the tree. "I am not in the mood to be swimming with strangers today." As the blonde male makes his way back to the water, Garret jumps off from the branch, his hand emitting fire to guide him softly back to the ground before his supposed death.
The fae withdraws the flames and ignites a small amount of it with his hand, then stares at the other male with a smirk. "But I do have to admit, it's a wonderful day to be swimming today." He says, sitting on the ground. All the while he watches the other from the corner of his eye.
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tl;dr: Garret is invited to swim with the stranger, Garret comes down from tree and refuses
Remmy smiled as he heard the voice and finally could see the man. From the sent he gave off he was guessing the guy was a feakin. First, one he had actually spoken too but he did know the smell. He smiled even if the guy declined his invitation that was fine with him. Remmy loved meeting new people even if they didn't join him. ”By the way, my names Remmy its nice to meet you and that's fine if you don't want to swim. After a few minutes, he came to sit on the banks of the lake near the mystery man from the tree. ”You know your very good looking you know that” now Remmy was not hitting on him but he liked trying to make the big tough guys blush if he could. Despite the fact he was homosexual he was very picky on the guys he liked. They had to agree to an alpha like relationship him being the alpha. ”So do you mind if I ask your a feakin right so you can live longer than us shifters so I was wondering how old you are.” He really might sound like he was hitting on him but he was merely a curious guy. He loved learning about the new people he would meet.
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ice to meet him, he says... to be honest, it won't be nice to happen to meet a serial killer on the loose. Poor little Remmy here -- he says it was his name, based on his introduction a while earlier -- doesn't know about this, though, and Garret intends to keep it that way. At his following words, he smiles and nods, turning to the water and igniting a blade of fire from his finger. "The water's quite murky over here. I don't like swimming in murky water. Plus, I've already taken a bath earlier morning." He states with a chuckle.
Remmy's compliments on his looks makes him raise an eyebrow; he turns to the other male instinctively and stares at him with a questioning look on his face. "...Well. Thank you then." He shrugs his shoulders and stares back at the water, no evident blush forming on his face. Only one person would ever paint his face red with those words and that would be Ryker Lawrence alone. But regardless of that, he's heard so many of those compliments from other homosexuals like him.
Then he starts asking him questions, and he raises a finger to try and interrupt him. "Correction. I'm a faekin." He chuckles after this. "And... I'm about 200 years old. Sadly I do not intend on letting you know my real age that easily. I barely even know you." He points a finger at the blonde male with a wink.
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tl;dr: Garret is asked questions and he answers them
”yes but it gets clearer down in the water even see some crystals or some kind of nice stones down there. Your welcome” he said with a smile. Remmy smiled ”ok swims over back to working on some stuff for the band i produce. But getting near the bands lead ainger can be challenging if only he didnt get himself cursed. The last part about the curse he didnt know he said out loud. As he pulled out his books something interesting fell out of one of them a news article about a boy raised by tigers that now had somehow grown to be a model and a music producer, however, this was one of those magazines that criticized the person features. ”I wonder how that got in there another tabloid man i hate these things.” He said then turned his attention back to the mystery man as he decided to call this guy in his head. ”Of course i totally understand well if you have any questions for me ask away” he smiled. @garret
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arret could only raise an eyebrow at the blonde man when he suddenly points out that there are shiny stones hidden in the water, even saying your welcome after that. There was really no need to point that out, really. It doesn't come as an interest for the faekin, he should know that. One questioning look at the blonde already makes it evident.
For some reason, he is glad once Remmy declares that he is done swimming, and starts picking up his books. A news article falls out of the stack, though, and Garret is quick enough to take a peek before Remmy expresses his hate on it. A tiger boy, raised by wild animals and later lived life as a music producer and model... he slowly perks his head up to the blonde and eyes him. Who the article is talking about, Garret may finally know who.
"Is the news article talking about you?" He asks, tilting his head, remaining where he was. "Why do you hate tabloids so much? They were meant to bring you attention, no? You should be happy, if that's what you are." He adds, closing his eyes with a small sigh. Somehow it also quite reminds him of the papers talking about him, but it's more of in a bad way.
At first he didn't know what story he was talking about but that was only for a second "Yes its about me, and tablois love to rag on any famious people that don't have what the writer or readers consider normal, I may get a lot because people think im violant and animalistic just cause I was born raised by tigers, but the person whos music I produce he has it much worse, although most fall in love with his music, the critics are harsh, for he has a curse put on him by a witch anyone that is not demon or undead creature, expecally humans and elves get really sick or things happen around him like small accidents. I myself get pretty sick when I'm around him but because of my tiger side and my energy level is higher I tend to not notice it after a while. Not sure why that its but hes a nice guy. If you ever meet someone named Vincent Valentino, the lead singer for the band Jinx please do me a favor and be nice to him. Hes had it rougher than I have." After that he turned his attention back to the papers. "I get a lot of greef over managing him too, but I wouldn't change a thing about myself or where I come from. Im proud to be raised by a loving human elderly couple and my tiger parents." He then stopped talking to let everything he said sink in so that he didn't talk to much he knew that was a bad habit of his.
After a bit of silence he smiled "I know many people probably have harder lifes than even me and Vincent have, but my view on even bad experances is that I think although some I do see the want to change how things have been or decisions one wishes to change, but when it comes right down to it I believe people should be proud of who they are now not what they have done, because unless you have power to travel threw time theres nothing that you can do to change what is in the past. And if those things hadn't happened they wouldn't be who they are now, which again I understand how some probably don't like or wish they were different. But that's just how I view it, that's why I don't even get mad at the people that say all those horrible things in the tabloids because yes it may be mean or sometimes lies, however they have their own lifes possibly their own families to take care of, perhaps they're biggest talent helps them most on writing tabloids. Perhaps some of them even don't like having to write it but have no choice in the matter. All those things I think of when I read the tabloids. So that sometimes helps not be too mad however the one thing I don't like is people judging the fokes that raised me or my tiger parents." He then paused realizing he had rambled again even with a lot of energy and passion as he spoke, a little preachy sounding to himself when he thought about it "sorry about that if I went a little preachy, or to talkative there" he smiled at Garret.
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emmy confirms Garret's suspicions, something he is really proud of. Garret considers himself rather observant, but with things like this he rarely ever gets something right off of it. He smiles proudly and nods, although he hasn't really been paying much attention to what the other had been saying.
However the conversation suddenly revolves around someone else, which makes Garret perk his head from where he was looking. He quirks an eyebrow up as he listens to Remmy ramble on, asking him to be nice to some 'Vincent Valentino'. Why was he suddenly telling him this? Too be honest, he didn't really give a damn about anyone. Murders do not care about others, only to the ones they love the most. It's a philosophy he always follows. Why Remmy has decided to tell him all about this Vincent, he has no clue. But if he knew about what Garret truly is, that would be rather foolish of him.
The blonde starts to talk about others' lives, and again, he does not care about a word he says. He stares at him with boredom in his eyes, but a few words strike a cord through his heart. He's had it quite hard before. His parents abandoned him when he was but a young child, all because of a power he had no control with from before. The past is all but a fragment of who he was now. Some words, he can truly agree on.
...An eerie grin creeps up his face and his eyes bore into Remmy's, calm yet with a very unsettling aura at the same time. "Yes, indeed Remmy. You are right." He states, then starts chuckling; fire ignites from the palm of his hand and he tilts his head like a broken doll would. "Does being a murderer fit into your philosophy though, I wonder~?" And again, Garret has succumbed to this horrible habit of his; wanting to murder anyone random, no matter what the cost.
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tl;dr: Garret listens to Remmy as he rambles, is reminded of himself as well
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